Comprehensive comic: I can travel through countless worlds at the same time

"You really surprised me well, no misery.

Bai Ye gently patted Ghost Mai Tsuji's miserable face with the battle flag of the Undead Tribulation, and said with a smile.

Now he is just when he lacks puppets, and he has sent so much cannon fodder without misery.

Isn't it so polite to invite it to drink a pot of wisteria flower tea and return such a big gift.

The cold air that escaped from the military flag seemed to gush out from the Yellow Spring, making Ghost Mai Tsuji's brain go blank, almost freezing its thinking.

It is no longer possible to continue to convey any information to his subordinates through the connection of bloodlines.

"What's going on, did Lord Wu Miserable summon other ghosts?"

said the drum wheel hanging behind him, with abomination written on it, looked at the black death Mou Three Ghosts standing in the front, and said a little confused for a while.

He is the strongest doppelganger of the Bantengu and has the ability to pluralize, but he is still not as good as any of the first three in terms of combat power.

The three of them theoretically surpassed all the ghosts present, why did Lord Wu Miserable gather them again.

"Damn, they have already betrayed Lord Wuxian, didn't they see that Shangxianlu, who had no news over there, was standing behind Shangxiansan. The

body full of fish scales pointed at the undead on the opposite side, with a thick consternation in his tone.

Shangqian Lu is here, which means that the boy they are looking for is also here.

But even the powerful Black Death Mou was brutally turned into a puppet, and the meaning represented in it couldn't help but make the jade pot frightened and scales stand up.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, the only useful information he could know now was that Lord Wuxian was not dead.

Otherwise, these ghosts created by Wu Miserable, as well as Infinite City, will disappear.

"If Lord Wu Miserable didn't appear in front of us for the first time, then..." The

jade pot stretched his neck towards the sky as if his body was still a pot, and saw a scene that he would never forget.

The incomparably cruel adult who treated everyone was nailed to a tree, and the skin on his whole body was peeled off.

It was the first time since he became a ghost that he had seen such a miserable and inmiserable one.

"Gollum, it's worthy of the adult, it's so beautiful to be like this, almost surpassing almost all my artwork." "

Although the jade pot has an extraordinary respect for Ghost Mai Tsuji, the pursuit of art in his heart still prevails in a short period of time.

Fortunately, Wuxian has lost his consciousness now, otherwise when he heard the thoughts in the jade pot's heart, it is estimated that he would not need the undead army to make a move, and it would have launched a curse to make the jade pot soul scatter.

"Come on, bring their bodies back to me.

Bai Ye planted the battle flag on the ground and pointed at the demons who were already about to riot inside.

If he doesn't do it again, those evil spirits without intelligence may eat the normal ghosts around him, and then the person who has a loss will be him.

With Bai Ye's order, many puppets seemed to be warriors who had been trained for many years, and at the same time, they took action, and a momentum of slaughter spread.

"Really, the master is also too big, and that strange creature that looks like a small hill alone can solve all these evil spirits.

Only Kanae, who did not act, stood behind Bai Ye and said with some helplessness.

It's like a child who has just got a new toy.

Snap!

"Ah~"

Kanae covered her somewhat reddened brain, looked at Miss Dao Ling, who had a somewhat illusory body in front of her, and pouted her rosy lips.

"Don't say bad things about the master. Seeing

Kanae nodding, Miss Dao Ling turned into a black glow with satisfaction and returned to the battle flag.

But the truth is indeed as Kanae said, the White Bone Evil Spirit and the Nightmare Villa only move their bodies slightly, and most of the brainless ghosts rushing ahead are destroyed.

The crushed ghost was wrapped in a cloud of black particles, and in a blink of an eye, he stood up again, his eyes blankly tearing towards the ghost that had not yet been transformed into a puppet.

"Why, Lord Qiwoza, aren't we here to rescue that adult, why are we killing each other?" Before

a cannon fodder ghost finished speaking, Qiwuza's fist had already come to him and bombarded his head heavily.

The head of this ghost was like an exploding watermelon, falling apart, white and red scattered all over the place.

The headless corpse that fell to the ground turned back in time, and its head reappeared to join the ranks of the army of the dead.

Seeing such a strange scene, the remaining evil ghosts were in a big mess, crying and trying to escape.

"Ah, what kind of ability is this, how are they all ghosts, why can they hurt me." "

But under the siege of more and more puppets, none of them can run out, let alone there are several winds who are staring at them, and once they run to the periphery, they will die faster."

Hatred Potian beat the drum behind him, and dozens of wooden dragons rose up and crushed the army of the undead.

But compared with the wooden dragon released by Bai Ye, his wooden dragon is a small witch.

Even if he summons another hundred wooden dragons, he may not be able to withstand the impact of the huge wooden dragons.

From the mouth of the wooden dragon, thunder, sound waves, fierce winds and other attacks were spit out.

Black Death Mu pulled out the "Void Crying God" and quickly swung a knife, creating a huge crescent blade around him.

All the attacks bounced off, and all the wooden dragons turned into wood chips under this blow.

The wood grown by the Hatred Heavenly Blood Demon Technique was far less tough than the plants spawned by Wanmu Zhengrong, and it was easily destroyed by your winding.

Obsessed with the loss of the wooden dragon, looked at the many windings that surrounded him, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, he is just a doppelganger, a split created by blood ghost art, as long as the cowardice of the body does not die, he has an infinite chance of rebirth.

Bai Ye, who knew all the Blood Demon Arts, naturally wouldn't let Hatred Potian die like this.

The blood sickle of the prostitute Taro pierced into the heart of Hatomous, and a large amount of toxins were injected into the blood sickle.

Purple poisonous spots quickly appeared on Abbot's body.

"Huhu, it's just a toxin on the wind, and soon the body will be metabolized, and you can't kill me."

Ignoring the mocking Abomination, Tong Mo slapped the metal fan on his head.

Before Hatomo could react, he felt a chill in his body, and when he wanted to say something, his body was completely frozen.

He was resisted by the Qiwo Seat and sent to Bai Ye's face.

"Run away!" Looking

at the abomination sky reduced to an ice sculpture, the jade kettle completely lost the idea of saving Ghost Mai Tsuji without misery.

Although Master Wu Miserable died, he would not be able to live, but if he did not escape, I am afraid that he would not be able to wait for Wu Miserable death, and he would soon follow in the footsteps of Dog.

Being caught by Bai Ye does not seem to die, but it will also lose self-awareness, which is no different from death.