Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

A golden cluster of light blooms in the middle of the village, like a sun rising slowly.

the next moment.

boom!

The sun finally exploded completely.

The darkness of the entire village was dispelled, and the evil spirits that filled the streets were surrounded by golden light, and their souls were evaporated into a large amount of black smoke, which even enveloped the sky, forming a cloud of black smoke.

Only the wooden house behind Su Mo seemed to have been specially taken care of without any damage.

In the wooden house, Simu and Mingzhen seemed to be in a daze, looking at the towering golden giant, speechless.

Who would have thought that a strong man with a simple and honest appearance who followed Su Mo all the time would have such a shocking side!

The golden light seems to be powerful, but those evil spirits are not simple things. In this light that can kill demons, despite the painful wailing, only a few of them died, and a large number of evil spirits were still used like a tide. Soon the small courtyard was surrounded.

"It's useless."

Mingzhen was the first to come back to his senses: "These evil spirits are born on the back of the 800 Ghost King Mountain. As long as the Ghost King Mountain is not destroyed, it will be difficult for them to be killed. Even if they are temporarily killed, they will be resurrected in a short time. In the end, only It will dry up your true qi and forcefully consume you to death here."

"Relying on Ghost King Mountain to be resurrected?"

Su Mo murmured softly, but the aura in his body had poured into the True Monarch's Sword like a torrent.

Swah——

Finally, a talisman completely lit up on the sword.

That light even formed a white beam of light tens of feet wide, straight into the sky, punching a hole in the dark sky!

Looking at the white light that overwhelmed the giant, Simu and Mingzhen once again fell into a sluggish state.

"What realm is this True Inheritance?" Ming Zhen looked at the four eyes with a suspicious life.

The four eyes are also dumbfounded, and Na Na said: "It should... be refining Qi and transforming God?"

"You call this refining Qi and transforming God?"

Mingzhen took a deep breath, pointed at the criss-crossing golden light and white light outside, and the endless ghosts howling in the light.

In the light, Su Mo was dressed in white, holding a seal in his hand, like a banished immortal.

Qianzhang Kua'e roared to the sky, like an ancient god! .

Chapter 559

The ghosts in Youshui Village are in trouble.

They really depend on the Ghost King Mountain to live, and if the Ghost King Mountain is not destroyed, the soul and body will not be destroyed. No matter how many times they are beheaded, they will be resurrected here.

But this time, I met a sword that can cut off cause and effect!

Su Mo opened his mouth, and his own true qi merged into the jade sword. Immediately afterwards, the True Monarch Sword turned into a flying sword. Under the control of Su Mo's handprint, it rushed forward with a whistling sound, bringing a stream of light .

But all the ghosts touched by the magic sword, no matter whether they were beheaded or just scratched, all stopped and turned into black smoke after a few breaths.

The darkness is like a stream of water, and the magic sword is like a swimming fish, flowing vertically and horizontally among a large number of ghosts, and those ghosts are rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This time, when they disappeared, they were truly lost. Even with Ghost King Mountain behind them, it was impossible to revive them.

Because as their bodies turned into black smoke, the cause and effect between them and Ghost King Mountain was completely cut off by the magic sword!

Although Kua'e's punch just now looked earth-shattering, it actually didn't cause any serious damage at all.

In the entire village, those wooden houses were distorted in the golden light, like phantoms.

As the golden light dissipated, the wooden house still stood in place without any damage.

On the contrary, the wall shattered by the magic sword can never be restored.

With the change of Su Mo's handprint, the magic sword continued to slash and crisscross, and there were fewer and fewer sneaky creatures surrounding him, and even most of the houses had been turned into ruins.

No matter how fierce or evil the sneaks are, they are all ants in terms of Dharma Sword.

However, within a few dozen breaths, gaps began to appear in the originally impenetrable circle.

The dense crowd of sneaks also seemed a little empty.

Finally, a sneaky creature no longer dared to move forward, turned around and ran away into the depths of the darkness!

With one leader, the rest of the sneaks turned around like a rout, and fled in all directions in a panic.

at this time.

Kua'e roared again, and the golden armor on her body melted, turning into black and yellow aura again, turning into a golden light curtain that enveloped the entire village.

The phantom of Wangwu Shenshan seems to be solidified, firmly suppressed on the top of the village.

Before those sneaky creatures escaped into the dark room, they were bounced back by the golden light.

It is indeed difficult for the Earth Wonderland to kill them, but it is much easier to stop them tightly and prevent them from leaving.

What's more, Kua'e is the god of moving mountains, and his natural ability is naturally coercive and suppressed.

The True Monarch Fajian had been waiting for a long time, and rushed into the crowd of sneaks, like a sickle cutting wheat, those sneaks fell down in pieces.

Looking at the black smoke floating all over the sky, Su Mo's eyes shone with pity.

One's own true qi cannot really kill them, and one can only use the true king's magic sword to kill them.

Otherwise, if these sixteen ghost king mountains are brushed down one by one, how much merit can I get?

I'm afraid it's an astronomical figure.

In the wooden house, Simu and Mingzhen looked at each other, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Mingzhen wondered if he was dreaming.

Maybe there was no such thing as Su Mo, I was just too tired and fell asleep in the cave, all this was just a dream?

But the real qi surging in his chest told him that this was not a dream.

In the past, the sneaky and evil thing that made him exhausted and brought him countless times of life-threatening, was now being chased by the glowing jade sword like a stray dog.

He couldn't even run away, and was killed in the end!

Youshui Village was once again silent.

It's just that it's different from the evil and dangerous silence before, now it's really an empty silence, and all the houses in the village have been smashed by the magic sword, and there are ruins and ruins everywhere.

It seems that this is just an ordinary village that has been abandoned for a long time.

The dharma sword flew back to Su Mo's hand, but the buzzing sound of the sword still didn't stop, and the True Monarch Talisman was emitting light like a flame.

Su Mo's left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was holding a jade sword. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was waiting for something.

Kua'e behind her did not return to her normal human-sized body, and even the phantom of the Wangwu Shenshan was always suppressed above the village.

Soon.

boom!

The ground in the center of the village suddenly split open.

A black flood dragon several tens of feet long sprang out from it!

The body is like a dragon, covered with scales, but if you look carefully, you can find that there are countless human faces imprinted on the densely packed scales.

These people's faces all showed a look of mourning, and their facial features were tangled together ferociously, as if they were enduring some kind of torture.

And on the head of the dragon, it is not a dragon's head, but a huge skull!

Dragon body, ghost head, ghost scales!

As soon as this ghost dragon got out of the ground, it couldn't wait to fly towards the distance. Even the golden light curtain under Kua'e was collided by it, and it was full of cracks, as if it would shatter in the next moment.

".How long do you think you can hide'."

Su Mo opened his eyes, but the jade sword in his hand flew out automatically.

"Ow—"

Feeling the jade sword flying rapidly behind him, Guilong didn't dare to break the light curtain again, turned around quickly, and let out a roar like a human mourning.

A terrifying black airflow emerged from its mouth, turning into a thousand-foot-tall black skeleton in mid-air!

At the same time, the True Monarch's Law Sword also burst out with radiant light, and the white sword light soared, and finally turned into a huge lightsaber thousands of feet long, illuminating the entire night sky.

The lightsaber slashed at the black air skull.

The skull barely lasted half a breath before it was sliced ​​through by a sword.

But the power of the sword energy did not weaken at all, and it was chopped on the top of the ghost dragon!

At this moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire village was divided into two halves from the middle, leaving only a thousand feet wide and bottomless ravine!

And beside the gully, lying quietly was a spine about as long as an adult's arm.

The whole body of the spine is black, crystal clear, like a jade carving.

This is exactly what the ghost dragon just transformed into.

To be precise, it is part of King Chujiang's body.

Spirit wisdom has been born, so it occupies a small hell and turns into a ghost dragon.

Now, Lingzhi has been slashed by the magic sword, and even left a deep sword mark on this spine, almost cutting it into two sections! .

Chapter 560

After World War I, the entire Youshui Village had disappeared.

It was said that the village was divided into two halves, but in fact most of them were trapped in the sword marks of the gully, and there were only a few dilapidated wooden houses left on the banks on both sides, and there was no trace of the village at all.

This time, the dharma sword returned to Su Mo's hands, and finally gradually calmed down, and the radiant seal of the true monarch gradually dimmed.

Su Mo never cared about the black spine, his eyes were all attracted by the magic sword, with a look of amazement and shock.

This is the real sword?

No wonder people in the world have to add a big character in front of it, and respectfully call it Dazhengren.

Such a sword, if not for being both great masters, which evil spirit in the mortal world can stop it?

You know, most of the power just now was actually cut on the ghost dragon. The terrifying sword mark under his feet is just a little sword energy that escaped from the battle.

A True Monarch Seal has such power.

If it is on the jade sword, all the seals of the true emperor will light up...

Su Mo took a deep breath, unable to imagine the terrifying power that would be.

I'm afraid it can cut through the Ghost King Mountain with a single sword!

It's no wonder that even the king of Chu Jiang looked at this jade sword with fear.

Simu and Mingzhen also came out of the wooden house at this moment.

It's just that his eyes and legs were weak, and he kept trembling, but fortunately Mingzhen secretly helped him with real qi so that he wouldn't make a fool of himself.

But Mingzhen himself looked at the bottomless gully in front of him, his expression was dull, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't speak a word, as if his throat was tightly pinched.

Even the human skin in Su Mo's pocket carefully curled himself up into a ball, quietly staying in the corner of the pocket, not daring to make any movement, for fear of attracting attention.

Sometimes being cowardly is not necessarily a good way to save your life.

When all the rays of light on Yujian's body were completely subdued, and the scorching heat turned into ice cold, Su Mo put the jade sword into the space, and turned his head to look at the spine in his left hand.

After losing his sanity, the spine looked much more rigid, but he could still clearly feel the terrifying and evil spirit flowing inside.

If this evil spirit erupts completely, it may turn dozens of big cities in the world into dead places!

The skeleton of Lord Yan of the underworld is no small matter.

"Is this... the end?"

Ming Zhen stepped on the real qi, came to the opposite bank with his four eyes, and looked at Su Mo with complicated eyes.

The sword energy still remained in the gully, and ordinary ghosts would be smashed into pieces instantly if they fell into it, but Mingzhen just passed by in the sky, but the corner of his clothes had disappeared.