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Chapter 986 07. Elimination
Wang Bo reckoned that if he wanted to use brute force to kill the bull-headed jailer, he could only blow him up one after another, and then wipe out his yin energy bit by bit.

And this process must be a very long process, which may last for several hours, or even more than ten hours.

But fortunately, Wang Bo has learned enough things. Even without the true energy of the sun, he still has magic power, magic, and a small universe.

"The gun of thunder!"

Wang Bo raised his hand, and the vast magic power poured out from his body, transformed into thunderbolts, gathered in Wang Bo's palm, and formed a sharp spear.

The spear was carved with exquisite patterns, like a sacred work of art, and the tip of the spear was aimed at the bull-headed jailer who had just stood up.

"Accept!" Wang Bo roared, and threw the Thunder Gun in his hand vigorously. The Thunder Gun pierced through the air in the blink of an eye, as if it could jump through space, and appeared in front of the bull-headed jailer.

The bull-headed jailer saw that the situation was not good, his body turned into a black mist all over the sky, avoiding the thunder gun.

But the thunder gun still destroyed part of the black mist, and after flying hundreds of meters, it was nailed to the wall of the mountain peak with a bang, and then exploded with a bang.

In an instant, a bright light rose in the sky, illuminating the entire Valley of the Wicked.

The brightness and power of this ray of light are unique. Although it is as gorgeous as fireworks and fleeting, it has caused quite a strong destructive force.

The rays of light are mixed with innumerable tiny electric lights, galloping in all directions, filling the entire Valley of the Wicked, whether it is on the ground, on the streets, on the walls, or on the houses, these tiny electric lights are everywhere.

In the gloomy Valley of the Wicked, countless ghosts and ghosts were haunted by these lightning lights, and howled hysterically.

In an instant, the entire Valley of the Wicked let out endless screams, crying ghosts and gods howling.

The dark clouds floating in the upper wind of the Valley of the Wicked receded under this lightning, and were torn into pieces.

The bull-headed jailer gathered the Yin Qi from the sky to form his own body, and looked at Wang Bo solemnly. The man in front of him, who had no mana but possessed strange magic, was an unprecedented enemy he had ever seen.

Such an enemy is worth burning everything to fight against.

He took a deep breath, and the dense electric light around him was wiped out, and the scattered yin energy gathered in his body like a river flowing back, but in the blink of an eye, the bull-headed jailer doubled in size.

"I admit, you are the most powerful enemy I have ever seen."

"But as Niutou, the Yin God of the underworld, I will never allow anyone to destroy the underworld."

"In order to protect the underworld, I am willing to sacrifice everything."

While speaking, more and more Yin Qi was sucked into the bull-headed jailer's body, and his body kept expanding, at least five times bigger than before.

The will-o'-the-wisp on his body has been burning as if in substance, and the temperature released by the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp is not high temperature, but low temperature, a horribly low temperature.

"I will give my all to strike this blow, if you..."

Whoosh!
Suddenly, a ray of light descended from the sky, piercing through the bull-headed jailer's shoulder, and his shoulder turned into flesh and blood in an instant, splashing out.

Huh?The bull-headed jailer was taken aback for a moment, then looked up.

I saw dense golden circles of light appearing in the sky one after another, and within the circles of light extended a pair of weapons that emitted powerful waves.

"Sorry, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

With a light wave of Wang Bo's hand, all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds fell from the sky, piercing through the body of the bull-headed jailer. These weapons emitted strong fluctuations, and every time they penetrated the body of the bull-headed jailer, part of the yin energy in his body would be wiped out.

Wang Bo stared blankly at the bull-headed jailer who was submerged in weapons. Before the other party had time to make a statement, he left the stage directly. It was a complete exit.

The entire projection was torn to pieces by Wang Bo's treasure of the king.

Wang Bo looked at the disappearing bull-headed jailer and smiled slightly. Wang Zhibao's first actual battle was not bad, and an enemy like the bull-headed jailer could be easily dealt with.

In a sense, this thing is not a bad buy.

Seeing the death of the bull-headed jailer, the ghosts of the Wicked Valley screamed and fled in all directions.

The reason why they stayed in the Valley of the Wicked was because the Tauren Jailer didn't allow them to leave.

They are no match for the bull-headed jailer at all.

But now that the bullhead jailers are being dealt with by Wang Bo, they are naturally not Wang Bo's opponents, especially after hearing that Wang Bo's purpose in coming to the Valley of the Wicked is to clean them up.

Only fools stay here.

"If you want to leave, you can't."

Wang Bo used his telekinetic power to lock onto the fleeing ghosts, and Wang Zhibao's weapons aimed at everyone present and shot them out one after another.

Weapon after weapon pierced through the bodies of this group of ghosts, killing them completely.

Some of these weapons are artifacts, some are magical weapons made by dwarves, and some are psychic weapons obtained by Wang Bo. It is quite convenient to deal with these ghosts.

These psychic magic weapons flew super fast, easily piercing through ghosts one after another.

"No."

"Let us go, please let us go."

"I don't want to die."

Faced with the howling and begging for mercy of the ghosts, Wang Bo was unmoved. What kind of place is this?

He was a wicked person in life, and he is also a ghost after death, so it is better to kill them cleanly.

But within a few breaths, all the ghosts and ghosts were wiped out by Wang Bo, without exception, all of them were wiped out.

Then, Wang Bo controlled Wang Zhibao and recovered the thrown weapons.

These are all high-quality goods collected by Wang Bo. If you throw them out casually, they can definitely be called magical weapons in this world. Even the Deer Cutting Knife, Longevity Sword, and Overlord Spear can't compare.

After recovering these weapons, Wang Bo came to Wangxiang Terrace.

The Wangxiang Terrace, located in the Valley of the Evil, is extremely majestic, as if it is a magical workmanship, which is amazing.

Wang Bo boarded the Wangxiang Terrace and looked down condescendingly. Legend has it that the Wangxiang Terrace can let ghosts see their hometown. Wang Bo also wanted to try what is so magical about this Wangxiang Terrace.

Even though this wangxiangtai is not the real wangxiangtai, but just a projection, it should have some power of the main body.

Wang Bo found that when he was standing on the hometown looking platform, his vision was lifted by a mysterious force, and he could almost see what happened in any corner of the world.

In fact, not only Asia, but also what happened in Europe and America, and the people who died, Wang Bo can also see.

This surprised him quite a bit.

(End of this chapter)