The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

At this time, the three heavenly divisions have basically lost their combat capabilities. If another BOSS is stronger than Sun Jin, there can only be the entire army overwhelmed.

Wen Yi became obsessed, and silently chanted the mantra, driving Du Yan to the corner of the street.

In this way, Du Yan will be able to take the attack in time as soon as someone hits, and maybe they can take the opportunity to escape.

Du Yan stood silently on the street, directly facing an empty street, and greeted the unknown powerful existence.

The visibility in front of me is very low, less than half a meter, and only the sound of that footstep is clear.

Du Yan stood still and didn't move. He felt that the person who came was the person he wanted to see.

A moment later, an indistinct figure appeared in the hazy white mist. The man was very tall, wearing a black suit, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. If it is not in this weird environment, it will probably make people want to exist.

The two were getting closer and closer, and the mist on the street was slowly dissipating. It really fell into Du Yan's eyes as the familiar face.

There was no surprise in Du Yan's heart, instead he frowned.

Xiao Lang in front of him looked a little bit wrong, and this kind of wrong did not come from appearance.

Xiao Lang's dress is not much different from before, except that the clothes are replaced with pure black shoes, black jeans and a black casual shirt.

The appearance will not change much. As a ghost king, as long as he is willing, he can always maintain his appearance at death.

Du Yan was still wearing the black cape, her face hidden under the hat. Xiao Lang only seemed to find someone in front of him and stopped.

He looked at Du Yan for a moment and said, "Yu Corpse? It's another misinformation."

Only then did the words fall, Xiao Lang waved his hand sharply, and a gloomy weather turned into a blade and went straight towards Du Yan.

Du Yan reacted very quickly and was moving, but found something. He stopped halfway, and the whole person seemed to be stiff because he didn't respond.

Wen Yi, who was hiding behind, panicked, only thinking that his strength was not enough to cause the corpse to have time to avoid the attack of the ghost king. He squeezed the bell on his chest to control the corpse to prepare for the battle.

The situation now seems to be a little different from what everyone imagined.

The darkened blade will be wiped from the top of Du Yan's head, without hurting him for half a point, and not even a drop of hair. The cape hat that just covered his face was cut in half and dropped.

Xiao Lang waved a blow, and looked down at his hand in confusion. What is going on? He was clearly running towards the heart of the man, but the body seemed to be out of control when he shot, and changed the direction of the offensive stiffly.

He looked up at the person on the opposite side, and when he was about to make up for it, he was stuck in place.

Xiao Lang's eyes widened slightly, but his expression was strange, like excitement and anger.

Du Yan saw that he clenched his fist and had great strength. He could see the muscle lines on his arm even through his clothes. Xiao Lang's tightness in the jaw lines should be suppressing some kind of intense emotion.

Xiao Lang looked at Du Yan for a moment like this, his eyes slowly turned into blood-red, and then the ghostly flesh of his body became visible.

Under the control of Xiao Lang, the entire ghost realm space was under the control of Xiao Lang, and the ghosts burst into tears.

"No! Ghost, the ghost king is furious."

Even the steady Zhuo Jie was a little panicked at this time.

Du Yan could not speak at this time, but looked at Xiao Lang silently, and there was no difference from other Royal Corpses.

Xiao Lang looked at him, his voice gleaming out of his teeth: "You lie to me again, knowing that I like this look, you use the demon method to create the same appearance to lie to me!"

Du Yan finally knew where Xiao Lang's wrong came from. The man was talking upside down, and at first he looked cold and sensible, and he could become so mad and crazy instantly.

Is this stupid again?

Xiao Lang had become silly because of forcibly dividing the soul, and the current situation made Du Yan have to think about this possibility. In addition, he thought of things about the ghost king that he had heard at Lingxingmen before.

Xiao Lang was once hacked for 981 days of thunder because of acting against the sky. Didn't Tian Lei break Xiao Lang's soul into the air, but did he cut him silly?

Du Yan hasn't thought about one or two, Xiao Lang has begun to show his might.

The ghostly blackness spread out from the soles of his feet, and then the entire street and even the earth and the earth were stained with a dark hue. Xiao Lang just waved his hand, and thousands of ghost hands turned out onto the ground wall.

Those bony ghost hands surrounded the three heavenly divisions hiding behind, trying to drag them directly under the ground. Heavenly Masters still retain some means, and the ghost hands that touched their bodies are reduced to ashes.

However, those ghost hands are endless, and the ashes have not yet landed and have condensed into new ghost hands. The means of the heavenly masters are limited. Seeing that the situation is becoming more and more critical, Wen Yicheng is trying to get the royal corpse to come and help, and there is a sudden change in front of him.

The black mist surrounding Xiao Lang rose directly into the sky, and the thick black ghost gas condensed into a sloppy face in the air, each face is the expression before death, and the crying painful despair is numb and hopeful Fear of life.

These grimaces were crowded with space as far as they could see, and then gathered into a torrent of grimace, sweeping the sound of ghost crying and thousands of resentments towards Du Yan.

Even though Du Yan was the life of the Corpse King at this time, after all, he was born shortly after all, and his strength has not yet been stabilized. If he was hit by this torrent of grimace, he would be harmed.

I saw that the grimace torrents were getting closer and closer to Du Yan. There were thousands of grimaces in front of them, and three heavenly masters entangled with ghost hands behind them.

Du Yan was still Wen Yicheng's corpse at this time, and the shackles in his body forced him to put Wen Yicheng's life first. Therefore, he couldn't avoid it, but could only meet it head-on.

Grimace torrents were extremely fast, reaching Du Yan in the blink of an eye.

Then, passing by.

"..."

It's not why, after the massive torrents of skulls and ghost faces hit him half a meter in front of them, they went to the sides like watching Moses' sea.

Du Yan looked into the area where he was half a meter clean enough to see no grimace, and fell into silence.

Xiao Lang was so stubborn that he lost his sense of sanity. After the situation in front of him appeared, he seemed to be a little calm, and looked at Du Yan with some disbelief.

Wen Yicheng seemed to see vitality over there. Now they are struggling to death, and they are about to be dragged into the deeper ghost domain by ghost hands. He didn't care too much, and he rang the small bell that had been pinched in his palm.

There was no sound from the bell, but it sounded like a thunder in Du Yan's ears.

Du Yan only felt that the power of the shackles in his body suddenly became extremely strong. He completely lost control of his own body. With his claws in his hands, he rushed directly to Xiao Lang who was holding him there.

The two stood together for a moment, Xiao Lang was caught by Du Yan by surprise and barely resisted.

The black nails stopped before Xiao Lang ’s eyebrows. He blocked Du Yan ’s offensive with one hand, and wanted to raise his hand to fight back. Ghostly but quietly dispersed.

When Xiao Lang stayed, he was unbelievable. The situation in front of him didn't look like he was attacking. Instead, he touched each other's face with tenderness.

However, Du Yan completely lost control of her body at this time, and she would not show mercy to Xiao Lang's men. She had the opportunity and kicked him directly.

Xiao Lang was caught off guard, kicked and flew out several meters, the body of the corpse king was connected to the yin and yang, and Du Yan's blow made him feel the pain of a long absence.

"You, why are you kicking me?"

Xiao Lang's figure spread out in the air, turned into a dark mist, and then rolled back to Du Yan like a gust of wind. It was only when he turned into shape that a word came from his mouth.

"..."

Du Yan couldn't speak, but she said something in my heart. I didn't want to. Didn't see me being manipulated?

After several fights, the stronger ghost king fell strangely underneath. There was almost no fight back and he could barely fight it.

Xiao Lang felt only bitter in his heart. He also wanted to rise up, but he didn't know why.

When he was almost blinded by the black nails of the Corpse King again, Xiao Lang finally remembered one thing. Since he couldn't move this Royal Corpse, he killed the person who controlled him first.

Xiao Lang stunned a shot, then attacked in the direction of Tian Shi.

When Wen Yicheng raised his eyes, he saw that the spirited ghost king came to his eyes, and he was terrified. He didn't care too much, and bit his tongue directly.

Wen Yicheng spit his blood on the bell, and Du Yan's body was dazzling with red light in the distance.

Du Yan didn't know what was going on, he already appeared behind Xiao Lang, and then bite into Xiao Lang's neck. The corpse king had extremely good teeth in the eruption state, but just bite off a large piece of flesh.

Xiao Lang was a ghost king without a substance. The flesh and blood fell into Du Yan's mouth and suddenly turned into a mass of yin and fell into Du Yan's throat.

Wen Yi's prejudices were reversed, and he wanted to manipulate the corpse to tear the ghost king into pieces and swallow it.

Du Yan stood in place, feeling the burst of yin into the body, and the yoke in the body shattered instantly.

Xiao Lang's offensive stopped for no apparent reason, touching the bite of his neck and turning around.

He looked at Du Yan, his suffocation faded little by little, and then a pale flush appeared on his pale face.

"You, you are just a fake and dare to bite me!"

"..."

Du Yan opened his mouth, but still speechless. It seems that although he got rid of the shackles, his body was still not completely restored.

Xiao Lang turned angrily, but saw the young bell on the ground smashing open. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You broke the control weapon, are you going to give me this corpse to save your life?"

Wen Yicheng was still immersed in the blow of the corpse's out of control and the fragmentation of the weapon. For a moment, he could not understand what Xiao Lang meant.

Xiao Lang didn't wait for him to answer, and continued: "Although it was just a corpse, I was reluctant to accept it because he looked like my heart."

Later, Xiao Lang turned around and took Du Yan's arm and waved his hand.

The ghost hand retreated as suddenly as when it came, and the white dense fog rose flat again, slowly making the city in front of Shunping slowly hazy.

When Wen Yicheng rolled back from the channel to the real world, they still looked blank.

They looked at each other for a long time.

Zhuojie went back to God first and asked, "So, what happened we escaped from that kind of death?"

Jiang Yue looked at his brother, and then looked at Wen Yicheng, and said, "It seems that Master Wen Tianshi gave a gift to the ghost king, and he was very kind to the ghost king, so ..."

Wen Yicheng watched from the same door and father around the house, crying without tears.

What should he explain in order for his dad to accept the cruel fact that the town sent a broken instrument and the corpse king ran away from the ghost king?