Talk about bragging, why do you really have the qualifications of a great emperor?

Chapter 131 Burying the Evil King: Come Out, Heavenly Demon! (2000 words)
Nine years ago, there was a battle on Yingmo Island.

Although Luo Binglan did not die.

But the means of surviving from death has almost exhausted all her lifespan.

She can only sleep and recuperate.

Slow down the speed of life essence passing.

Of course, just falling asleep is a little bit worse.

Her white jade coffin.

Not only is it made of the material itself, but it is also carved from the finest void jade.

Almost all injuries can be curbed.

And with time, gradually restore Luo Binglan's origin.

It is even more important to ask the first person to operate the pulse in person.

Transform it into a giant puppet!
crucial moment.

You can deform and fight!

This made Luo Binglan not need to get out of the coffin, but also had enough means to deal with foreign enemies.

……

Deng Deng Deng!
This huge puppet is covered with white jade brilliance.

Like an immovable mountain.

With an indestructible momentum.

It's frightening.

The howling wind and the erosive power of the formation kept falling on him, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

It walked slowly towards the Burial Evil King.

The huge physique obscured the light from the sky.

The surrounding light dimmed.

The giant puppet with a height of three feet stood there like a hill, looking down at the Burial Evil King.

The child-like Burial Demon King raised his head and looked at the giant.

Such a strong contrasting picture.

There is a unique sense of joy.

The evil king of burial was uneasy, but he refused to show it on his face: "Your Excellency wants to bully the small with the big, you are too small to look down on me! All souls are wiped out——"

He kneaded the formula with both hands.

The whole body is full of ghosts and shadows.

The coercion of the saint is fully displayed.

Countless ghostly shadows of order chains emerged between the sky and the earth.

The void around him seemed to be giving birth to countless waves in an instant.

In every wave.

Countless living souls are being born, annihilated, struggling, and screaming.

The soul rises and the soul dies.

An unimaginable terrifying power erupted.

Large tracts of void are collapsing.

Endless power of the soul sea.

All gathered on the hands of the Burial Evil King.

For so many years, the burial evil king has been in the devil's way.

I have long understood a truth.

The more you act fearful, the easier it is for others to bully you.

Even now.

The mysterious strong man in the white jade coffin brought him a lot of pressure.

But the more so.

The more he has to take the initiative.

Let the other party know that he is not easy to mess with, let alone someone who can be manipulated wantonly.

Want to get things done.

That also has a price!
His eyes glowed fiercely.

Suddenly jumped up.

Step through the void.

A punch hit the giant puppet's knee hard!

Rumble!
There was a loud noise, and the terrifying aftermath dissipated.

Plow the surrounding space again.

The brilliance of the giant puppet's body flowed, as if many formations were automatically activated in an instant, and it completely devoured the power of this blow.

He forcibly took the punch of the Burial Evil King.

Unscathed.

Not even a trace of imprint was left behind.

The pupils of the Burial Evil King shrank, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

The giant puppet raised its leg.

Horror power came.

The Burial Evil King was directly thrown out, turning over several somersaults one after another.

People are in mid-air.

Suddenly caught a glimpse of the giant puppet, and suddenly appeared two axes.

On the handle in the left hand, the face of the ax is engraved with the word "Germany".

On the right handle, the word Li is engraved on the surface of the axe.

bully?
Nonsense!

She, Luo Binglan, has always convinced people with virtue and reason!
The moment I saw this scene.

The heart of the Burial Evil King jumped suddenly, and he could sense an unprecedented crisis.

He opened his arms.

No reservations.

Endless ghost energy spread from his body.

behind.

A gigantic demon god can communicate with heaven and earth.

Grim-faced.

Holding endless shackles, the other end of the shackles is holding countless undead.

this moment.

A huge dharma image guards in front of the buried evil king.

Countless chains densely cover the void.

Form a defense.

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

The Burial Evil King even summoned a huge black scythe from the void, and laid it across in front of him.

The surface of this sickle is imprinted with complicated magic patterns, exuding a palpitating aura.

It seems to be able to harvest the souls of the living at will.

Between trembling slightly.

Within a hundred miles around.

Countless flowers and trees, birds, fish and insects all withered and died, as if all their souls and lives had been sucked away.

——Ghost King Sect Inherits the Holy Artifact, Captures the Soul!
This was originally the last resort to bury the evil king.

At this moment, it is fully used.

Just for the growing sense of crisis in my heart.

A very strong intuition came to his mind.

Don't go all out!
He is dead!

……

In the face of the dead evil king, he tried his best.

Luo Binglan remained indifferent as usual.

hum!
The double axes crossed and slashed forward.

Buzz!
The sharpness of the ax is unmistakable, invincible, wherever it passes.

Void annihilation.

The ghostly shadows all over the sky directly turned into nothingness.

The magic form of the demon god was instantly cut off by the ax light, and the endless shackles were reduced to ashes.

A terrifying chain of order.

The boiling sea of ​​undead.

Everything was shattered and annihilated under this unrivaled sharpness!
Potential like a broken bamboo!

Destruction.

"Ahhhh-"

Watch this scene.

The Canthus of the Burial Evil King was about to burst, his body was burning with essence and blood, his soul was boiling, and he tried his best to urge the holy weapon in his hand.

Want to resist this devastating blow.

Click!

There was a small sound.

Like the broken heartstrings of the dead evil king.

Let the madness in his eyes no longer be filled with endless fear and despair.

card wipe-

A series of broken sounds sounded.

The sacred artifact passed down from generation to generation by Ghost King Zong was unable to stop Luo Binglan's axe, and it was completely shattered.

Bang!
The power of this ax, even after breaking open the Ghost King Sect's holy weapon, has not ended yet.

With Yu Wei still present, he chopped directly at the body of the Burying Evil King.

"what--"

The body of the Burial Evil King was cut in half in an instant.

Fly out.

The wound was filled with strong Daowei.

Even if it is the body of his saint.

Can't heal either.

On the contrary, he was continuously eroded by this force and suffered unimaginable pain. His vitality quickly faded, and he suffered unspeakably.

Not only that.

The giant puppet grasped the void, and the fragments of the ghost king's sacred weapon were taken away one after another and merged into the jade coffin.

His holy artifact is also completely gone!

……

"Damn... You forced me to do this!"

The eyes of the Xie Sheng Xie Wang were full of resentment, and the only half of his body was left, and he made a tactic with both hands.

The remaining mana in his body surged wildly.

next moment.

The wind howled in the blood sacrifice formation.

The demonic energy surged.

The frightening power of essence, blood, spirit, and soul gathered in the sky suddenly broke through the sky, tore through the void, and went straight to the top of the cloud.

Heavenly Demon Festival.

Started by him in advance!
……

The living souls of several out-of-body experts in the blood sacrifice formation have not been completely refined.

At this time, the Heavenly Demon Festival begins.

The effect will be lost a lot.

Burying the evil king was heartbroken, but he had no other choice.

He couldn't bear it. After planning for so long, he could only make a wedding dress for someone else in the end!
This blessed land!
It must be his!
(End of this chapter)