"So strong! Is this "Floating Corpse Inner Classic"... Not only that, it also combines Mr. Han's own abilities and combat experience."

Mr. Yan was shocked by Han Dong's performance at the beginning.

A few seconds ago, he was worried about whether something might happen to Han Dong.

After all, just as they approached, a very strange black vortex acted on Han Dong's body, restraining and restricting his movements.

Unexpectedly, Han Dong was able to break free from the constraints at a critical moment, use the characteristics of floating corpse to completely avoid damage and fight back.

At this moment.

A skull condensed by the sacred energy floated over. Mr. Yan, who was immersed in the battle scene, was startled and almost broke the skull... Suddenly he realized that this skull belonged to the Tomb Lord's method of communication with the outside world.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Yan, come in! I have something important to tell you."

"Abide by the order! But... I must guard the outside, make sure that the traitor cannot get close to the curtain area, and make sure that his Majesty will not be disturbed."

"If the opponent is killing Han Dong and attacking from the front, can you defend it?"

Such a question immediately left Mr. Yan speechless, "I... I will do my best to protect His Majesty."

"Only if you come in, can you really help me."

"yes."

Mr. Yan was circulating the "Tianyan Secret Sutra", and his stern body turned into a spiritual body and passed through the curtain for a moment.

When Mr. Yan saw the Tomb Lord who was covered with silver needles and connected to the catheter after several months, he immediately showed a joyful expression.

"Your Majesty! Your condition!"

The white liquid used by the executives of the Black Tower to create the world, and cooperated with Han Dong to comprehensively regulate his body.

After two days of absorption, the grave king returned to his state when he was just sitting on the dragon throne hundreds of years ago.

"I am in a very good condition, thanks to the assistance of Secretary Han!

Next, there is a very important thing to hand over to you. I am afraid that only you can do the entire palace area... I have always been optimistic about your Minister Yan."

"Your Majesty, please tell me, I will do my best!"

"Tai Chi Hall has turned into a corpse hall that belongs only to me because of my aura.

I can perceive everything that happened here through the sacred energy... Although Han Secret Officer made a good start, it does not mean that such an advantage can continue.

The opponent's "level" is higher than that of him, and that moment just now was just a test.

The reason why Han Secret Official led the rebels to the Tai Chi Hall to solve the problem was that he wanted my help and teamed up to get rid of the disaster."

"Your Majesty, you want to fight yourself! Please think twice! Once you leave the dragon throne, the corpse country will stop operating... It will cost a huge price to continue."

“I really can’t get out of this seat until the great plan is implemented.

However, you can move freely... Your "Tianyan Secret Sutra" has been practiced to a very deep level, comparable to the already old Shangshu Lei.

The adaptability of the "Tianyan Secret Sutra" should allow your body to withstand the invasion of the sorrowful energy for a period of time.

Of course, the aggressiveness of the Shangqi is too strong, and permanent trauma may be suffered afterwards, and even if you can only spend the rest of your life in the coffin, I will give you a chance to choose."

"From the day when I climbed out of the coffin, my body belonged to Your Majesty! It is my greatest honor to be able to accept the sorrowful spirit from Your Majesty.

The most glorious moment in my life is to help His Majesty eliminate the traitors who threaten the corpse country.

Without further ado, please be sure to kill the traitor!”

After saying that.

Minister Yan had taken off his mask, revealing a young and handsome face, and a sky-blue hair formed by practicing the "Tianyan Secret Sutra".

Swish!

The silver needle penetrated about three inches under the back of Yan's head.

The tail is connected by a catheter.

The other end corresponds to another silver needle inserted on the forehead of the grave king.

With the slow infusion of the origin of the sacred energy.

Black flesh tendons began to explode on Mr. Yan's face, his skin fell off in pieces, and a large amount of flesh was also rotting rapidly. These phenomena meant the damage caused to the body by the invasion of the sacred energy.

However, the whole process is going smoothly.

...

Exterior of the curtain

A battle between different creatures in different worlds is happening.

Ubo Rife, who was hit by the tentacles, neither fell nor was knocked away.

Instead, he took ten steps back and showed an unscathed look.

There is not even any situation where pollution is exacerbated... Direct contact should be more effective than visual, but it is actually useless.

"Hmm? I clearly repelled, but I couldn't touch her body. This is..."

Han Dong suddenly recalled the scene of meeting the other party at the beginning and heading to the demon realm to seize frozen bones.

Although she was acting at that time, in order to act more realistically, the other party also showed her ability to have the other world, which belongs to her, the employee of the Black Tower.

A "soul shell" that wraps the whole body is built, with an ancient general who can cooperate with his actions to carry out various attacks... Of course, what was shown before was only a weakened version.

Just then.

Seizing the other party's opportunity to divert attention, Chen Li appeared.

It should be noted that the epic weapon, "Death", which originally had a samurai sword, has been slowly changing its shape according to the characteristics of the subject.

Recently, it has gradually turned into Chen Li's most convenient "kitchen knife".

The body turned into a black shadow and shot out quickly from the darkness.

Swift and deadly.

One strike!

The resentment wrapped around the surface of the blade is released frantically when hitting the target, creating an effect of howling hundreds of ghosts.

"Chen Li! Hurry up and avoid it... don't attack for the time being!"

However, this knife did not receive any praise, but instead Han Dong's loud reminder.

Chen Li looked closely and found that the blade did not hit at all.

In the air about ten centimeters away from the target body surface, the blade stopped and hit an invisible substance as if it was hit.

Although he released a lot of resentment during the chopping period, he only cut into a depth of five centimeters and could not touch the flesh at all.

An extremely dense and sticky invisible object enveloped Ubo Rife's body and was extremely difficult to break.

Chen Li immediately withdrew and returned according to the same route.

Unexpectedly... a vortex suddenly acted on her body and its speed slowed down significantly.

bass!

An invisible sharp blade flashed by.

Even under the protection of black hair, Chen Li's waist and abdomen were cut at half the depth.

A large number of black broken hair slipped out from the wounds of the waist and abdomen.

Chen Li took advantage of the ghost's qualities and broke free from the shackles and escaped back to the darkness... and hid for the time being.

"Hmm? Strange, that sword just now should have cut her in half... Are you affecting me? It turns out that you can also use the pupil technique?"

Ubo Ruifei looked at Han Dong with surprise.

It was found that Han Dong's forehead was staring at a unique eye, and drops of blood were flowing out of the eye sockets... It was the side effect caused by the influence of the little demon eyes to affect the target.

However, as the demon eyes were completely opened.

The "invisible thing" wrapped in Ubo Rife was seen clearly.

It is a mass of substance similar to a ghost, currently in a slime shape... Just now, when Chen Li was trying to escape, the mass of substance immediately derives an arm holding a long sword, and almost cut Chen Li in half.

"The vortex eyes can filter out a large part of the pollution, and the ghost substances that wrap around the body can avoid direct contact... They are truly a formal employee.

In order to completely pollute her, you need to fight for at least one hour, or even more than two hours... Why doesn’t the Tomb Lord use the field to assist me?

It will be very troublesome if this continues."

Just when Han Dong realized that the situation was not good.

The curtain behind him was suddenly lifted.

The sorrowful air like a tide overflowed wildly, and the corpses scattered in the inner hall seemed to be fully activated. The hands and feet that formed the pillars began to dance wildly, and the heads that pieced together the walls began to make various exaggerated expressions.

What comes out is not the original body of the Tomb Lord.

But Mr. Yan.
Chapter completed!