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Chapter 131: Burying the Evil King: Come Out, Heavenly Demon! (2000 words)(2/2)

Countless chains are densely covered in the void.

Form a defense.

Countless undeads turned into a sea of ​​souls, forming another defense.

The Evil King of Burial even summoned a huge black sickle from the void, and was crossed in front of him.

The surface of this sickle is imprinted with complex magic patterns, exuding a heart-wrenching atmosphere.

It seems that it can harvest the souls of the living at will.

Slightly trembling.

Within a hundred miles of surroundings.

Countless flowers, plants, trees, birds, fish and insects all withered and died, as if all souls and lives were taken away.

——The Ghost King Sect inherits the holy weapon and takes the soul!

This was the last method to bury the evil king.

It's all used at this moment.

Just for the increasingly intense sense of crisis in my heart.

A very strong intuition came to his mind.

Not doing all your efforts!

He is dead!

...

All the methods of facing the Evil King of Burial were used.

Luo Binglan is as indifferent as usual.

Buzz!

The two axes crossed and slashed forward.

Buzzing!

The sharpness of the axe is revealed, and everything is invincible, wherever it passes.

The void annihilation.

The ghosts in the sky turned into nothingness.

The magic image of the demon god was instantly destroyed by the axe light, and endless shackles turned into ashes.

The terrifying chain of order.

The boiling sea of ​​undead.

All of them were broken under this unrivaled edge and killed!

Unstoppable!

Destroy and destroy.

"Ahhhhhh--"

Watching this scene.

The evil king of Burial was so angry that his eyes were so angry that his body was burning with blood, and his soul was boiling. He tried his best to activate the holy weapon in his hand.

Want to withstand this destructive attack.

Click!

A subtle sound.

It's like the broken heartstring of the evil king.

It made his eyes no longer crazy, but was filled with endless fear and despair.

Scratch-

A series of broken sounds sounded.

The holy weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Ghost King Sect could not resist the power of Luo Binglan's axe and completely shattered.

Bang!

The power of this axe has not yet ended after breaking through the holy weapon of the Ghost King Sect.

The remaining power is very strong, and it is directly chopped on the body of the evil king of Burial.

"ah--"

The body of the Cangsheng Evil King was cut into two pieces in half.

Fly out backwards.

The wound was filled with rich power.

Even if it is his body of a saint.

Healing cannot be achieved either.

Instead, it was constantly eroded by this force, enduring unimaginable pain, and its vitality faded rapidly and it was extremely painful.

Not only that.

With the giant puppet grasped the void, the fragments of the bursting holy weapon of the Ghost King Sect were taken away and merged into the jade coffin.

His holy weapon was completely gone!

...

"Damn... This is what you forced me!"

The Evil King Cangsheng's eyes were full of resentment, and he only had half of his body and made gestures with his hands.

The only remaining mana in the body surged wildly.

The next moment.

The gust of wind in the blood sacrifice formation is howling.

The 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 reached the top of the clouds.

Demon Sacrifice.

He started it in advance!

...

The souls of several out-of-body-stage powerful men in the Blood Sacrifice Formation have not been completely refined.

At this time, the Demon Sacrifice begins.

The effect will be lost a lot.

The evil king of Burial was heartbroken, but he had no other way.

He couldn't stand it. After planning for so long, he could only make wedding dresses for others!

This blessed land!

It must be his!
Chapter completed!
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