The battle on Yingmo Island nine years ago.
Although Luo Binglan is not dead.
But the means of survival almost exhausted all her lifespan.
She could only sleep and recuperate.
Slow down the passage of life span.
Of course, just sleeping is not enough.
Her white jade coffin.
Not only is it made of its own material, it is also carved from the finest void jade.
It can prevent almost all injuries from getting worse.
And over time, Luo Binglan's origin was gradually restored.
He also asked the leader of Cao Mai to perform the surgery himself.
Transform it into a giant puppet!
crucial moment.
You can transform and fight!
This allowed Luo Binglan to have enough means to deal with foreign enemies without leaving the coffin.
…
Thump thump thump!
This huge puppet is glowing with white jade brilliance.
Like an unshakable mountain.
Exuding an indestructible aura.
It's frightening.
The roaring wind and the corrosive power of the formation continued to fall on him, but they were unable to harm him at all.
It took steps and slowly walked towards the Evil King of Death.
The huge body blocked the little skylight.
The surrounding light suddenly dimmed.
The three-foot-tall giant puppet stood there like a hill, looking down at the Evil King.
The child-like Evil King raised his head and looked at the giant.
Such a strong contrast picture.
There is a unique sense of joy.
The Evil King of Burial of Life was uneasy, but he refused to show it on his face: "Your Majesty wants to bully the small, but you are looking down on me! All souls are extinguished——"
He kneaded the secret with both hands.
There are ghosts all around.
The saint's coercion is fully displayed.
Countless shadows of eerie chains of order appeared between heaven and earth.
The surrounding void seemed to give birth to countless waves in an instant.
In every wave.
There are countless living souls being born, annihilated, struggling, and roaring.
Between the rise and fall of the soul.
Unimaginable terrifying power erupted.
Large tracts of void are collapsing.
The power of the endless soul sea.
They all gathered in the hands of the Evil King of Death.
The evil king of burial has been in the demonic path for so many years.
I have long understood a truth.
The more afraid you appear, the easier it is for others to bully you.
Even now.
The mysterious strong man in the white jade coffin put a lot of pressure on him.
But the more so.
The more he has to take the initiative.
You need to let the other person know that he is not someone to be trifled with, nor can he be manipulated at will.
Want to get things done.
There is a price to pay for that too!
His eyes glowed fiercely.
Jumped up suddenly.
Step through the void.
Punch hard into the giant puppet's knee!
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the terrifying aftermath dispersed.
The surrounding space was plowed again.
The giant puppet's body was filled with brilliant light, as if many formations were running automatically in an instant, and it completely swallowed up the power of this blow.
He took the punch from the Evil King of Death.
Unscathed.
Not even a trace of mark was left.
The Evil King's pupils shrank and his eyelids twitched wildly.
The giant puppet raised its legs.
The terrifying force came.
The Death-Burying Evil King was immediately thrown away and turned several somersaults in succession.
People are in mid-air.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of two axes suddenly appearing in the hands of the huge puppet.
On the left hand handle, the ax is engraved with the word "virtue".
On the right hand handle, the ax surface is engraved with the word "reason".
Bullying?
Nonsense!
She, Luo Binglan, has always convinced people with her virtue and reason!
The moment I saw this scene.
The Evil King's heart skipped a beat, and his instinct made him sense an unprecedented crisis.
His arms were spread wide.
No reservations.
Endless ghost energy spread from his body.
behind.
A huge demon god's magic connects the heaven and the earth.
The face is ferocious.
Holding endless shackles, the other end of the shackles holds countless undead souls.
this moment.
A huge dharma image guards the body of the Evil King.
Countless chains filled the void.
Form a defense.
Countless undead souls turned into a sea of souls, forming another defense.
The Evil King of Burial of Life even summoned a huge black sickle from the void, with its crossbar in front of him.
The surface of this sickle is imprinted with complex magic patterns, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
It seems that he can harvest the souls of the living at will.
Trembling slightly.
Within a hundred miles.
Countless flowers, plants, trees, birds, fish and insects all withered and died, as if all their souls and lives had been sucked away.
——The Ghost King Sect’s inherited sacred weapon, soul-stealing weapon!
This was the last resort for the Evil King.
At this moment, I used them all.
Just for the growing sense of crisis in my heart.
A strong intuition came to his mind.
Don’t go all out!
He is dead!
…
Faced with the evil king who buried life, he used all his methods.
Luo Binglan remained indifferent as usual.
Buzz!
The two axes crossed and slashed forward.
Buzz!
The ax is sharp and invincible, whatever it passes through.
The void is annihilated.
The ghostly shadows in the sky turned into nothingness.
The demon's dharma was instantly destroyed by the light of the axe, and the endless shackles were reduced to ashes.
A terrifying chain of order.
The boiling sea of the dead.
Everything was shattered and destroyed under this incomparable edge!
The momentum is overwhelming!
Destroy and destroy.
“Ahhhhh——”
Watch this scene.
The Evil King's eyes were about to burst, his blood and essence were burning, and his soul was boiling. He tried his best to use the holy weapon in his hand.
Wanting to withstand this devastating blow.
Click!
A small sound.
Like the broken heartstrings of the Evil King of Death.
The madness in his eyes was no longer filled with endless fear and despair.
Card wipe——
A series of breaking sounds sounded.
The soul-stealing sacred weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Ghost King Sect could not withstand the power of Luo Binglan's axe, and was completely shattered.
Bang!
The power of this ax, after breaking through the Holy Artifact of the Ghost King Sect, was not over yet.
The remaining power was still there, slashing directly on the body of the Evil King.
"ah--"
The body of the Evil King of Burial of Life was immediately cut into two pieces at the waist.
Fly out upside down.
The wound was filled with a strong sense of authority.
Even though he has the body of a saint.
Healing is also impossible.
Instead, he was constantly eroded by this force, enduring unimaginable pain, his vitality rapidly diminishing, and he was miserable.
Not only that.
The giant puppet grasped the void, and the exploded fragments of the Ghost King Sect's holy weapon were taken away and integrated into the jade coffin.
His sacred weapon was completely gone!
…
"Damn it...you forced me to do this!"
The Evil King's eyes were full of resentment, and the remaining half of his body was kneading with both hands.
The remaining mana in the body surged crazily.
next moment.
The strong wind roared inside the blood sacrifice formation.
Demonic energy surged.
The terrifying power of essence, blood and soul gathered in the sky suddenly broke through the sky, tore through the void, and went straight to the top of the clouds.
Demon Festival.
He started it in advance!
…
The living souls of several strong people in the out-of-body stage within the Blood Sacrifice Formation have not yet been completely refined.
At this time, the Heavenly Demon Festival begins.
The effect will be lost a lot.
The Evil King of Burial of Life was heartbroken, but he had no other choice.
He couldn't bear that after planning for so long, he could only make wedding dresses for others!
This blessed land!
It must be his!
(End of chapter)
