The Fantasy Library Under One Person

The Grave Cryer was instantly sent flying, and finally blood gushed out.

"Uh uh...it hurts...uh...I'm so miserable!"

The grave-crying man lay on his back on the ground, crying loudly.

"It's so annoying, why is this guy still crying?!" Yun said impatiently.

"I didn't cry for you..." The grave wailer grinned, tears streaming down his face, "Wuuuu, I was crying for my own life, no one hurts me!"

"That uncle! If you finish your work earlier, I won't have to be bullied by them!"

"It's all a mess! I really don't understand this guy..." Before Xiao Xiao finished speaking, Xi, who was lying on the ground and passed out, suddenly woke up, and the phantom blade in his hand came down towards him!

"How... how?!"

"Big man, you won the bet! I can't control the souls of living people, and they will be moved by my cries. Only I, the filial son, is the dead person who is enshrined on the streamer!"

"The banner is made of corpse oil, and if it is hit by the banner, the elders on the banner will invade the opponent's body along with the corpse poison..."

"Crying and mourning...with the sound of crying, the living will weaken, and the dead will take the opportunity to control..."

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Xina's bean-like body was instantly blown away, Wang Daolin came slowly, and behind him was Feng Baobao who tilted his head and looked curiously at the grave-crying man.

"The Grave Cryer? It's been a long time since I saw it. It's really strange..."

"Ouch!"

With dark eyes, Xi turned over with the phantom blade in his hand, twisted his body and rushed towards Wang Daolin again.

"Wow! What a convenient ability!" Wang Daolin pursed his lips slightly, "It's just a little too weak!"

The golden thunder splashed from his fingertips, and instantly touched Xi's forehead!

As soon as the evil god thunder came out, the dead spirits on Xi's body were instantly scattered!

"Ah! Ah!"

Xi screamed in pain, rolled a few times and passed out completely.

Xiao Xiao and Yun let out a sigh of relief, just a moment ago they were negligent for a moment, but the Grave Cryer controlled Xi and almost killed Xiao Xiao!

"This... Lei Fa?!"

Looking at the golden thunder and lightning, the grave-crying man suddenly felt uneasy, turned around and fled without thinking.

"Want to leave? How can it be so easy!"

"Palm Thunder!"

Click!A thunderbolt ran across the forest, winding out, and instantly pierced through the body of the Grave Cryer!

"Ah! I'm so miserable! It hurts!"

He rolled over and howled continuously, and countless dark undead surged out, covering the sky and rushing towards Wang Daolin.

"Grandpa, grandma, uncles and aunts, take this guy down with you..."

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"Woooo..."

The grave wailer was still wailing loudly, and the woods were full of dark dead spirits. The gloomy atmosphere suddenly made Xiao Xiao and the others' complexions change drastically.

"This guy……"

"Humph!"

Wang Daolin let out a cold snort, and thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords whizzed out, instantly forming a sword array in the forest~!

The golden God of Evil Resisting Lightning intertwined into a grid, and the countless undead fiercely rushed towards the God of Evil Resisting Thunder, and were burned into nothingness in an instant!

"what……"

"Woooo..."

The shrill ghost horn resounded through the forest, making one's scalp numb!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the grave-crying man struggled to get up, and staggered away to the distance.

"You can't go..."

A flash of sword light flashed, and the head of the Grave Cryer flew up high and fell to the ground.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the Grave Cryer and getting 300 reward points."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing 100 souls and getting 200 reward points."

Wang Daolin looked at the shattered ghost, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.After death, they were imprisoned by the Grave Cryer to make offerings to the filial piety streamers, and the corpses were also refined into corpse oil to protect the filial piety streamers. Even so, these innocent souls were still willing to be driven by the Grave Cryers. I don’t know whether they are hateful or pitiful...

boom!

Suddenly, a terrifying innate qi soared into the sky in the distance!

Wang Daolin turned his head to look, and suddenly frowned slightly, "This qi...is it Lu Jin?"

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