"Is this a ban?"

Touching the surface of the divine monument, Zhuanyang spit out the power of Haotian in his palm and smashed the seal.

The girl fell out of the monument and rushed directly into Zhuanyang's arms.

"Ghost Spirit? No, is it the true soul of the Holy King?"

A thought flashed through Zhuanyang's mind, and suddenly heard the girl's scream, pushing herself away.

After calming down, King Nan Yu looked at the divine monument that sealed him and coughed lightly: "Young man, can you help me escape from the trouble? Can I realize your three Zhuansun clans?"

Seeing Zhuanyang, King Nanyu's expression was distorted and gritted his teeth and said, "A favor, I owe you a favor, and I can help you do something that will not harm the interests of Kunwu."

Zhuanyang ignored it, stared at the tombstone behind and suddenly asked, "What did those people in the ghost world do?"

King Nan Yu grunted twice and said nothing.

Since the Holy Kings of Defeat the War, the two sides have fought in every corner of Halloween.

Or...game?

After one side defeats the other side, seal the other side with a tombstone until the other side is unsealed, and then continue to fight.

Both sides enjoyed it and fought for more than ten days.

King Nan Yu took the lead today and directly hit the East Gate. The two gods of Jiuyuan were tragically sealed.

"Need help?"

Zhuanyang was a little eager to try this battle between the Holy Kings.

"You? Just you?"

"My combat power is no worse than that of the Holy King. In addition"

Zhuanyang stretched out his hand: "I know a lot about Kunwu's martial arts and can help you analyze their flaws. You don't want me to do it, but I can help you find their cover."

Thinking of the advantages of the real body of Tianwu, King Nan Yu repeatedly measured and held his hand.
Chapter completed!