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Chapter 815: The Ghost King's Bride (62) [Support 1]

"Let you see my true abilities-"

Yan Lie finished speaking, his wide black ancient sleeves shook, and a white soul-summoning banner appeared on his hand.

Raise your hand and wave it.

The entire purgatory of the underworld suddenly felt black fog pressing down, strong winds blew, howling ghosts and wolves...

Live up to the name of Purgatory.

Ten puppet ghost soldiers suddenly appeared under the black altar in front of Yan Lie out of thin air. They were two meters tall, wearing ancient soldier armor, with dark and dead aura lingering in all faces and limbs, and my strong aura was revealed all over my body.

Yan Lie waved the white soul-summoning banner in his hand and whispered: "Go——"

With a cold order, the ten puppet ghost soldiers took heavy steps, and the iron armor on their bodies shook, walking towards Bai Mo.

Every step I took, it seemed as if the whole earth was trembling...

On the black altar, Yan Lie stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold smile on the corner of his lips, and looked at the scene with contempt in his eyes.

Lu Hao, Fang Qingkui and others became alert and each used their own magic weapons to be ready to defend against the enemy at any time.

Only Bai Mo...

She looked lazy, and there was no fear between her eyebrows and eyes, and she didn't even have any warning.

She was so scared that she was about to give up?

Or do you not know how terrible the puppet ghost soldiers are?

Obviously, none of them are.

In this case, there is only one possibility for someone who can still show such a careless expression-

Confident.

Bai Mo did not take these puppet ghost soldiers seriously.

On the contrary, if the terrifying ghost king Yan Lie only has these methods and abilities, then I have to say...

She was a little disappointed.

Since entering this plane, some of her trump cards and [Subduing Demons and Demons and Ghosts Records] have been subject to some restrictions on the plane rules, but this restriction has completely disappeared after she stepped into the purgatory of the underworld...

It can be said that Bai Mo now has not only taken the ten puppet ghost soldiers summoned by Yan Lie with the Soul Conjuring Banner seriously, but even Yan Lie's original power can guarantee a fight that can escape unstoppable.

Not to mention that Yan Lie has not completely broken the seal and returned to his original body. Now he is just a soul.

Draw the sword and unsheathed it, and eliminated ten puppet ghost soldiers in a few strokes.

Under Yan Lie's unbelievable gaze, the puppet ghost soldiers turned into a burning ashes and scattered invisibly. The white ink and red lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The slender hands raised and pointed their swords at his heart from afar.

"This is your real ability, Ghost King? It's...but that's it."

Yan Lie's face suddenly became extremely abnormal.

The only ghost king Yan Lie does not allow anyone to provoke—

As soon as the white soul-summoning banner appeared in his hand, he summoned another 20 puppet ghost soldiers this time.

Bai Mo approached the black altar step by step with one sword.

Another village is bright and bright.

Zhong Qingqing thought Bai Mo and the others were here to die, but she didn't expect that the seemingly powerful puppet ghost soldiers summoned by Yan Lie were so... vulnerable in the hands of her cousin.

So, Zhong Qingqing had already been stained with a bright light burst out from her eyes.

"Cousin--"

"Zhong Huanyan, coffin, this black coffin is the key point!"

"The body of Yan Lie is sealed inside. He is using my heart blood to break the seal. Once the blood of the descendants of the Zhong family wanders through the spells on the coffin, then he will really come out!"

"Come here and stop it!"
Chapter completed!
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