The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

At this time, the three celestial masters have basically lost their fighting ability. If there is another boss stronger than Sun Jin, the whole army will be wiped out.

Seeing this, Wen Yicheng silently recited a mantra, driving Du Yan to stand at the corner of the street.

In this way, once someone makes a move, Du Yan can take the attack in time, and they might even take the opportunity to escape.

Du Yan stood silently on the street, facing the empty street, and greeted that unknown powerful existence.

The visibility in front of him was very low, less than half a meter, and there was only the sound of footsteps, which was abnormally clear.

Du Yan stood there without moving. He felt that the person who came should be the person he wanted to see.

A moment later, an indistinct figure appeared in the hazy white mist. The man was tall, dressed in black, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.If it weren't for such a weird environment, it would probably be eye-catching.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and the fog on the street was slowly dissipating. It was indeed that familiar face that fell into Du Yan's eyes.

Du Yan didn't feel any surprise in his heart, on the contrary, he frowned.

Xiao Lang in front of him looked a little strange, and this kind of strangeness did not come from his appearance.

Xiao Lang's attire was not much different from before, except that he changed into pure black shoes, black jeans and a black casual shirt.

The appearance will not change much. As the ghost king, as long as he wants, he can keep his appearance when he died.

Du Yan was still wearing the black cloak, his face was hidden under the hat.Xiao Lang seemed to have just realized that there was someone in front of him, and stopped his footsteps.

He looked at Du Yan for a moment and said, "Yu Shi? It's wrong information again."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Lang waved his hand violently, and a cloudy wind turned into a blade and went straight in the direction of Du Yan.

Du Yan's reaction was extremely quick, and he was about to move, but he found something.He stopped in the middle of his movements, and his whole body seemed to be stiff because he didn't react.

Wen Yicheng, who was hiding behind, panicked for a while, thinking that he was not strong enough to avoid the ghost king's attack in time, so he squeezed the bell on his chest to control the royal corpse, ready to fight to the death.

The situation in front of him seems to be somewhat different from what everyone imagined.

The blade transformed by the Yin wind brushed against the top of Du Yan's head, without hurting him at all, not even a single hair fell out.It's just that the cloak and hat that covered his appearance were cut in half and fell off.

As soon as Xiao Lang swung out the blow, he looked down at his hand with some doubts.What's going on here, he was obviously running towards that person's heart, but when he was about to strike, his body seemed to be disobedient, and he abruptly changed the direction of his attack.

He looked up at the person opposite, and when he was about to make up again, he froze in place.

Xiao Lang's eyes widened slightly, but his expression was a little strange, like excitement or anger.

Du Yan saw that he clenched his fists with such strength that he could even see the muscle lines on his arms through his clothes.Xiao Lang's jawline was tense, probably suppressing some kind of intense emotion.

Xiao Lang just stared at Du Yan in a daze for a moment, his eyes slowly turned red like blood, and then the ghostly aura on his body became stronger visible to the naked eye.

The entire ghost domain space is under the control of Xiao Lang, and the wind rises from the ground, causing all ghosts to cry.

"Not good! Ghost, the ghost king is berserk."

Even the stable Zhuo Jie panicked at this moment.

Du Yan couldn't speak at this moment, but just looked at Xiao Lang silently, no different from other imperial corpses.

Xiao Lang looked at him, with a sinister voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "You lied to me again, knowing that I like this look, you deceived me by creating the same look with demonic methods!"

Du Yan finally knew where Xiao Lang's ailment came from. The man in front of him spoke incoherently. At first, he still looked indifferent and rational, but he could become so irritable and crazy in an instant.

Is this stupid again?

Xiao Lang used to become stupid because of forcibly dividing his soul, and the current situation made Du Yan have to think about this possibility.In addition, he thought of the things related to the ghost king that he had heard at Lingxingmen before.

Xiao Lang was once struck by ninety-nine and 81 thunderbolts for going against the sky.Could it be that Tianlei didn't knock Xiao Lang out of his wits, but made him stupid?

Before Du Yan could think clearly, Xiao Lang had already started to show his power.

A ghostly aura that was as black as ink spread from the soles of his feet, and then dyed the entire street and even the sky and the earth in a gray tone.Xiao Lang just waved his hand, and thousands of ghost hands turned into the ground and stretched out above the wall.

Those bone ghost hands surrounded the three celestial masters hiding behind, trying to pull them directly into the ground.The celestial masters still retain some methods, and the ghost hands that touch their bodies are reduced to ashes.

However, those ghost hands are endless, and the ashes have not yet landed and condensed into new ghost hands.The means of the celestial masters are limited. Seeing that the situation is getting more and more critical, Wen Yicheng wants the royal corpse to come to help, but there is another sudden change ahead.

The black mist surrounding Xiao Lang's body rose directly into the sky, and the thick black ghost energy condensed in the air into hideous human faces. Each face was the expression before death, crying, painful, desperate, and numb, which was breathtaking. fear of life.

These ghost faces densely packed the space as far as the eye could see, and then gathered into a torrent of ghost faces, sweeping the sound of ghost cries and thousands of resentments, rushing towards Du Yan's direction.

Even if Du Yan is the life of the corpse king at this time, after all, he has only been born not long ago, and his strength has not yet stabilized. If he is hit by this torrent of grimaces, he will definitely suffer serious injuries.

I saw that the grimace Hongliu was getting closer and closer to Du Yan, in front of him were thousands of grimaces, and behind him were three celestial masters who were entangled with the ghost's hand.

Du Yan was still Wen Yicheng's imperial corpse at this time, and the shackles in his body forced him to put Wen Yicheng's life and safety first.Therefore, he can't avoid it, he can only meet it head-on.

The torrent of ghost faces was extremely fast, and it reached Du Yan in the blink of an eye.

Then, pass by.

"..."

It wasn't for some reason, but after hitting half a meter in front of him, those mighty torrents of skeletons and grimaces moved towards both sides as if they were watching Moses divide the sea.

Du Yan looked at the half-meter area around him that was so clean that no grimaces could be seen, and fell silent.

Xiao Langben was still full of hostility and looked like he was losing his mind. After the situation in front of him, he seemed to have regained his composure and looked at Du Yan in disbelief.

Over there, Wen Yicheng seemed to see life, and now they were dying, and they were about to be dragged into a deeper ghost realm by ghosts.He didn't care too much, and directly rang the little bell that he had been holding in his hand.

The bell made no sound, but to Du Yan's ears it sounded like a huge thunder ringing out of thin air.

Du Yan only felt that the power of the shackles in his body suddenly became extremely strong. He completely lost control over his body, and with sharp claws in his hand, he directly rushed towards Xiao Lang who was standing there in a daze.

The two stood together for an instant, Xiao Lang was caught off guard by Du Yan, and barely resisted.

The jet-black nails barely stopped in front of Xiao Lang's eyebrows. He blocked Du Yan's attack with one hand, and wanted to raise his hand to counterattack with the other. He didn't want the ghost energy to condense in his hand. When he touched Du Yan, the ball should have exploded. The ghostly aura dissipated quietly.

Xiao Lang was stunned, a little unbelievable, the situation in front of him didn't look like he was attacking, but it seemed like he was touching the other person's face tenderly.

However, Du Yan completely lost control of his body at this time, so he would not show mercy to Xiao Lang's subordinates, so he kicked Xiao Lang directly at this opportunity.

Xiao Lang was caught off guard, and was kicked backwards for several meters. The corpse king's body connected Yin and Yang. Du Yan's blow made him feel the pain that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You, why did you kick me?"

Xiao Lang's figure spread out in the air, turned into black mist, and then swept back in front of Du Yan like a gust of wind.He had just transformed into a form, and these words came out of his mouth.

"..."

Du Yan couldn't speak, but he answered in his heart, I don't want to, didn't you see that I was being manipulated?

After several fights, the stronger Ghost King landed strangely below, almost powerless to fight back and could only barely parry.

Xiao Lang only felt pain in his heart, and he also wanted to stand up and resist, but for some reason, everything seemed a little disobedient.

When he was almost scratched blind by the corpse king's black nails again, Xiao Lang finally remembered one thing, since he couldn't move this royal corpse, he should kill the person who controlled him first.

Xiao Lang made a false shot, and then attacked the celestial master behind him.

Wen Yicheng raised his eyes and saw the fierce ghost king approaching in front of him. He was horrified and bit the tip of his tongue without caring too much.

Wen Yicheng spat blood from the tip of his tongue on the bell, and a dazzling red light appeared on Du Yan's body in the distance, and his power to resist the corpse multiplied exponentially.

Du Yan didn't know what was going on, he had already appeared behind Xiao Lang, and then bit Xiao Lang's neck.The corpse king already had extremely sharp teeth in the explosive state, and he just bit off a large piece of flesh and blood in one bite.

Xiao Lang was originally a ghost king without a body, the flesh and blood that fell into Du Yan's mouth immediately turned into a ball of Yin Qi and fell into Du Yan's body along his throat.

Seeing that the situation had turned around, Wen Yi wanted to manipulate the corpse to tear the ghost king into pieces and swallow it, but found that the corpse in front of him was standing in place, no longer driven by him.

Du Yan stood where he was, feeling the burst of Yin Qi entering his body, and the shackles in his body instantly shattered.

Xiao Lang's offensive also stopped inexplicably. He touched his bitten neck and turned around.

He looked at Du Yan, the hostility on his body gradually faded, and then a little blush appeared on his pale face.

"You, you are just a counterfeit, how dare you bite me!"

"..."

Du Yan opened his mouth, but he was still speechless. It seems that although he got rid of the shackles, his body still hasn't fully recovered.

Xiao Lang turned around angrily, only to see the small bell hanging on the chest of the young man on the ground suddenly shattered.He raised his eyebrows and said, "You smashed the manipulative magic weapon, so you want to give this imperial corpse to me to save my life?"

Wen Yicheng was still immersed in the blow of the royal corpse out of control and the shattering of the magic weapon, and couldn't understand Xiao Lang's meaning for a moment.

Xiao Lang didn't wait for him to answer, and continued, "Although it's just a corpse, I reluctantly accept it because he looks like what I want."

Afterwards, Xiao Lang turned around and grabbed Du Yan's arm, and waved his hand.

The ghost hand retreated as suddenly as when it came, and the white thick fog rose on the ground again, making the Shunping City in front of me slowly become hazy.

When the three of Wen Yicheng rolled down from the passage and returned to the real world, they were still in a daze.

They looked at each other, stunned for a long time.

Zhuo Jie came back to his senses first, and asked, "So, what happened and we escaped from that dead situation?"

Jiang Yue looked at his senior brother, then at Wen Yicheng, and said, "It seems that Wen Tianshi sent a gift to the ghost king, and he was very kind to the ghost king, so..."

Wen Yicheng, on the other hand, looked at Wai Shang's fellow family members and father, wanting to cry but not crying.

How on earth should he explain it so that his father can accept the cruel fact that the magic weapon of the Zhenpai was broken and the corpse king ran away with the ghost king.