God Bestows Evil

Chapter 255: Drawing the ground as a prison

 Depression, horror, coldness…

Just looking at Luo Wang Dagui, everyone felt uneasy, as if their heart was held by a cold hand, making everyone unable to breathe smoothly.

 The ability of King Luo Ghost is still unknown.

 What everyone knows is that he is far stronger than all the ghosts they have encountered before!

 As long as he takes action, he may take away a life!

so…

 The plan is not to let him take action!

 “Please enter the urn!”

 Liao Yifang took the lead in attacking.

Directly launched the last invitation to enter the urn!

The cold eyes of King Luo Ghost, filled with murderous intent, instantly became confused, and he raised his feet and walked towards the corner of the room...

at the same time.

Except for Zhu Shuhui, Yan Bingbing, and Wan Xiuling, three ordinary people, as well as Tong Yuai, who only has a whisk prop in his hand, and Lou Yaozong, who has sealed abilities.

 Everyone present was watching the battle closely, ready to attack at any time.

Especially Wu Xian, holding the ghost head knife, always pays attention to the position of Luo Wang Dagui. He made tonight's battle plan, and he is also the most critical part of the plan. There is absolutely no room for any mistakes.

　　　Kelluo King Ghost had just moved a few steps before his eyes sobered up.

 For an evil spirit of his level, it is very rare for ordinary magic to be able to affect it to this extent.

 Then the great ghost of King Luo extended his palm to Liao Yifang.

Looking at the big pale hand, Liao Yifang suddenly felt a chill running down her spine. She didn't know where the attack would come from, so she took two steps back.

　　　　　　　…

Liao Yifang seemed to have suddenly crashed into the cold lake. Everything around her became blurry and seemed to be shaking. Something cold and slippery grew out of the darkness and wrapped around her body, getting tighter and tighter. …

 In the eyes of everyone.

Liao Yifang suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, his face became redder and redder, as if he couldn't breathe.

 “Damn it!”

Wu Xian cursed in a low voice.

Wu Xian was here during the day and drew several circles with his own hands. No matter which circle the Luo King ghost stepped into, Wu Xian could use the animated earth as a prison to trap him.

 Their plan to kill the great ghost of King Luo was also based on drawing the ground as a prison.

Originally they thought that with Liao Yifang's invitation to enter the urn, King Luo would definitely fall into the trap, but they did not expect that even "inviting the king to enter the urn" would have limited impact on King Luo.

 After the previous battles and cleaning, many of the circles drawn by Wu Xian were destroyed, leaving only one intact. With such a crushing level of combat power, it was unrealistic to expect King Luo to be introduced into that circle.

 So there is only one method left!

That is where King Luo is, just draw a circle again!

 Poof!

 I don’t know when.

Zhang Wei sneakily ran to the feet of the great ghost of King Luo, and stabbed with all his strength with King Qin's backhand sword. Unfortunately, King Luo's defense was too high, and the long sword only penetrated half an inch!

Feeling the stinging pain on his feet, King Luo was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and looked at his toes, and even forgot to continue dealing with Liao Yifang.

Liao Yifang broke free from the restraints and knelt on the ground, her eyes wide open and breathing heavily. Her clothes were soaked with sweat. She had just walked through the gate of hell!

 The wound on the foot was nothing to King Luo. But he couldn't figure out how he was sneak-attacked. To him, these humans were like little turtles with glowing bodies. Their movements were very obvious, and it was impossible to hide them from his eyes.

 Then King Luo became furious.

 But when he wanted to fight back, he just raised his hand but stopped again because Wu Xian, Shi Ji, Sun Qian, and Qian Yunhe attacked at the same time.

The word "filthy" carries such an overwhelming stench that King Luo felt extremely sick just by looking at it.

 The thousand-year-old peach wood sword shines with red aura, with pure power to restrain ghosts.

There was a weird sword tied to the nine-section whip, and its weird attack route made King Luo Ghost feel a chill in his scalp for no reason.

After being attacked by Zhang Wei just now, King Luo no longer dared to underestimate these humans, so he worked hard and carefully dealt with three different attacks.

 While dealing with those three people.

King Luo also noticed that Wu Xian, who he felt was the greatest threat, did not attack him, but ran around him, trying to draw circles on the ground with the blood-painted ghost-head knife in his hand.

"Ah…"

 King Luo glanced at the place he just wanted to go and found that there was a circle there, so he instantly understood the plan of Wu Xian and others!

 Once the circle is drawn, something bad will definitely happen to him.

 So King Luo stamped his foot suddenly.

 The invisible evil energy turned into a strong wind and was released indiscriminately towards the surroundings. Wu Xian and four others were all blown away, with several blood marks on their bodies.

Then King Luo put his hand on the hilt of the sword, wanting to draw the sword before leaving the circle.

 Suddenly.

Liao Yifang's vigorous figure rushed in front of Luo Wang Dagui, raised her fist as big as a sandbag, and Luo Wang casually grabbed it.

Looking at the claws with black nails, Liao Yifang instead of avoiding them, she bumped into them head-on.

　　Boom!

 The two collided together.

Liao Yifang only had some broken skin on his forehead, but King Luo had three broken fingers on his claws!

 This is the magical power of man - Tietou Kung!

 King Luo's expression was still cold. He opened his big mouth and sprayed at Liao Yifang, and a stream of black smoke roared out. At the same time, Liao Yifang bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed at Wang Luo!

A pillar of blood broke through the black smoke and pierced King Luo's throat!

 This is the human magical power - True Yang Splash!

Liao Yifang's 'Martial Arts Holy Body' makes it easier for her to acquire human supernatural powers, so all her abilities are based on her body. Once all human magical powers are activated, she will become terrifyingly powerful in a short period of time!

Housth of blood was splashed in King Luo's throat, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his throat, as if he had acid reflux.

The stronger the person, the greater the damage caused by using True Yang Splash to the evil spirits. Therefore, Liao Yifang's bite made King Luo extremely painful.

Taking this opportunity, Liao Yifang waved his fist and gathered all his strength to fight out!

King Luo realized that this punch was not a trivial matter, so he put his arms across his body to protect his head.

But he didn’t expect that Liao Yifang’s punch was not to hurt him, but...

when!

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, Liao Yifang's fist actually hit the hilt of King Qin's backhand sword!

Under the power of the drum, urn and golden hammer, the sword in King Qin's back was like a nail, piercing King Luo's instep and sole, and pierced straight into the ground!

 It was Liao Yifang’s goal to hammer down the sword in King Qin’s back!

King Luo hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull out King Qin's back-hand sword, but found that the long sword had strange power. No matter how hard he used, it was extremely difficult to pull it out!

When King Luo tried to draw the sword, Wu Xian, who had just been blown away, ran back and used the Ghost Head Sword to completely seal the circle on the ground!

So far.

 The trend has been achieved!

Wu Xian took two steps back, took out a playing card, and softly uttered four words in his mouth!

 “Draw the ground... as a prison!”

 (End of this chapter)