A white wave of qi wrapped around the spiraling Lingzi mist and hit Lingzi's body mercilessly.

At the same time, a large number of sharp blades drilled out of the ground, penetrating the spider father's body, cutting his body apart.

The seriously injured Lingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the spider father who had no power to fight again, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

This ghost must not be alive.

Ghosts can also kill ghosts, and the twelve ghost moons want to improve their numbers through a method called blood exchange battle.

Defeated ghosts are deprived of everything, including life, by the victor.

He wanted to devour the spider father and absorb the blood in his body.

His strength will definitely improve again, and even take this opportunity to start a blood exchange war and become the new one.

He staggered towards the spider father, and the huge wound on his chest that was beaten by the spider father seemed to be blocked by a mysterious force.

There has been no recovery.

The cobwebs hanging in mid-air naturally dispersed, while the crystal clear spider silk rotated wildly around the reels.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the blood-red spider silk turned into a deep purple.

Just now, all the metal produced by the body was sent into the ground, resulting in the complete undefended state now.

In an instant, the blood mist was pervasive.

Covered in blood, he fell limply to the ground, looking at his tired eyes full of horror.

How could the strength of both become so strong, could it be that the ghost dance Tsuji no misery Lord gave him fake blood.

In order to survive, he immediately abandoned his dignity and shouted towards the villa with all his strength:

"Nightmare, are you ready, hurry up and solve that damn human." "

Boom!

The spider silk was like a waterfall, and it slashed fiercely towards the head of the reel, and the incapacitated reel became a lamb to be slaughtered.

It was easily split in half.

Being hacked and killed by spider silk full of spiritual power, Yuan Xuan naturally couldn't live.

Bright red blood carried the corpse, sucked into the black vortex produced by the march of the dead.

Progress of swastika (4\25).

"What a poignant way to die, thank you so much for allowing me to witness the death of the Twelve Ghost Moon again." "

A piercing killing intent struck from directly above Bai Ye.

A mass of blood-red tentacles with dozens of bone spurs carrying pink liquid flew towards Bai Ye.

"I'm not a magical girl, so don't come to me if you have tentacles or something." "

Wait, could it be that in some world, I am really a magical girl and have the responsibility of saving the world.

Bai Ye suddenly felt a chill, but the movement in his hand was not slow at all, and the prepared ghost path instantly sent: "Fifty-four Broken Dao, Waste Yan." "

The blazing flame changed into a disc shape and flew onto the tentacles like a frisbee.

Completely wrapped in it, it quickly turned into a cloud of dust under the burning of waste inflammation.

It was as if Nightmare had been killed so simply.

"Don't pretend, I know you're not dead yet, and if you don't get out, I'll burn this house down."

Bai Ye jumped out of the villa, and the appearance of the entire villa was taken in his eyes.

The deceased marched without receiving Wei Nightma's body, and he knew that Wei Nightmare was not killed by him at all.

"Ah~ As long as you leave honestly, there will be no danger, why do you have to look for death?"

suddenly, a huge voice came from the villa.

Like an earthquake, the whole building began to shake violently, and a large amount of wall skin fell off to the ground.

A pair of slender wooden arms stretched out from both ends of the villa, and the windows turned into huge and terrifying eyes.

"It's really a monster house, and it's much more imposing than watching the infinite train in front of the screen before."

Looking appreciatively at the monster house more than ten meters in front of him, Bai Ye wondered if he could turn Wei Nightmare into a puppet along with the entire villa.

You can also earn more villas.

"You shouldn't be human either, but you don't want to be a ghost. If I dedicate you to Lord Wu Miserable, he will definitely praise me!!"

The gate of the villa turned into a giant mouth full of fangs, and various pieces of furniture gushed out as he spoke.

"I, ah, actually don't like to fight and kill at all, do you want to sink into the dreamland?" After

fusing with the villa, the spirit of Wei Nightmare was obviously wrong.

Dozens of tentacles twisted out from the gate, and the tentacles were covered with eyes that made people feel dizzy when they looked at them.

Instantly transferred to the Cthulhu crew.

The disgusting scene made Bai Ye uncomfortable goosebumps, and he couldn't wait to use the strongest ghost road at present to blow the other party into powder

, Bai Ye noticed that the eyes on the villa were aimed at him, and he was caught off guard, and he was dragged into the fantasy realm.

"In other words, I seem to be a little too weak in terms of defensive illusion ability, so let alone mirror flowers, in the face of most of the illusion moves of the ghost system, I have to be hit. In

a whirlwind, Bai Ye appeared in a palace made of crystal.

He is surrounded by Yadouko after the ghostization, the butterfly Shinobu from the original period, and various famous and surnamed female characters in the world of ghost destruction.

Without exception, all of them sat around Ye in rags, helping him massage his body.

"Hmph, it's really ghostly, I'm going to kill. Bai

Ye's face was pale, it was just a fantasy, if you want to engage in something, you will come to something real.

The huge spiritual pressure instantly enveloped the entire dream world.

That powerful oppressive force made all the scenes disappear, leaving only endless blanks.

In the center of the dream space, there was a huge golden mass of light.

Incredibly, Bai Ye actually felt a familiar feeling of blood connection on the ball of light.

"My master, hurry up and get out of here, the fighting outside has become intense. A

small white and flawless hand appeared from the ball of light, and gently pushed Bai Ye.

In a trance, Bai Ye's consciousness regained control of his body.

"The one just now was... March of the dead.

Bai Ye was a little surprised, his slashing knife was shyer than the other death god slashing knives.

Even when he was told his name, he never showed up.

It was embarrassing to say that it was the first time he had seen the sword spirit of the deceased marching, although it was only one hand.

"Poof!" A

large number of blades grew out of the ground and pierced the tentacles flying randomly in midair.

"Huh? I remember that I didn't seem to summon the reel, what happened. "

Buzz~

The deceased's march shook slightly, and as soon as he was reminded by it, Bai Ye was suddenly stunned.

"It turns out that you protected me, thank you.

Bai Ye touched the knife of the deceased's march and thanked him softly.

"I broke free from the dream so quickly, you are really special, and I want you more and more." The

voice of the nightmare sounded, and he was a little surprised that Bai Ye could quickly break away from the dream.

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