Blue and purple lines began to appear on Leng Yue's skin, and a ghostly figure with a clear face appeared behind him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The clothes on his chest were stretched open by his swollen body, revealing large patches of blue-purple skin, every inch of which seemed to have a strong vitality, and bulging black veins could be seen in it.

There is no doubt that after the seal was completely unsealed, the Ghost King was transforming Leng Yue's body extremely quickly until he took possession of it.

Leng Yue couldn't resist the will of the Ghost King, and her sanity was becoming less and less sober, but maybe her will to kill Chen Ming was too strong, so she kept attacking Chen Ming frantically.

Chen Ming didn't dare to get too close to Leng Yue, so he had to distance himself while unleashing all kinds of spells to deal with Leng Yue.

The black giant sword has been thrown away by Leng Yue, and now he completely relies on only two hands to deal with Chen Ming, every time he grabs Chen Ming, the group of ghost babies behind him will become clearer, the huge claws are like sharp knives that are not entangled, and they can effortlessly smash the magic attacks sent out by Chen Ming.

Chen Ming retreated again and again, the ghost king didn't need to be released at all, the ghost domain had completely blocked this world, Chen Ming couldn't even call on the power of the law domain, he could only resist and escape.

As the pace of the Ghost King's recovery accelerated, the frequency of Leng Yue's movements became faster and faster, and the terrifying aura that permeated his body erupted a thick black mist, and wherever he passed, the surroundings were corroded.

Chen Ming's heart sank to the bottom, and at this time, he didn't dare to continue to stalemate with Leng Yue like this, so he hurriedly used the communicator to call the mask man.

Xia Qi looked at Leng Yue, who had become as ugly as a monster, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and once again felt his insignificance.

Now this situation can be said to be what he is most worried about, Leng Yue has completely unlocked his seal this time, which shows that he is ready to die.

Now with the help of the power of the Ghost King, he does have the upper hand in the face of Chen Ming, the manager, presumably it won't be long before Chen Ming will be caught by Leng Yue, and then completely torn apart.

But even so, what does it mean to him?

The Ghost King revives, Leng Yue's body is occupied, and he witnesses his best friend dying to save himself......

Then what awaits him will be endless guilt and self-blame.

He wants to live, he doesn't want to die, because he has family and friends like Leng Yue.

If they need to sacrifice their lives to fight for it, then he would rather not!

Now Leng Yue will let him escape at the expense of himself, and conversely, if he is like this, will Leng Yue escape?

No! He will never run away.

Now, while the Ghost King has not fully recovered, while Leng Yue's sanity is still there, things have not yet reached that point of absolute irreparability.

There must still be a way to save Leng Yue, there must still be!

Xia Qi thought like this in his heart, and at this time, he once again had the courage to look at Leng Yue.

Now Leng Yue has completely transformed into a monster with blue and purple skin, and the ghost behind him has also faintly manifested a rough irrelevance.

Chen Ming kept calling the masked man, but there was no response from the masked man.

Leng Yue's speed is getting faster and faster, almost every time it is teleported, although Chen Ming is constantly using spells in an instant, trying his best to prevent Leng Yue from approaching, but his mana is seriously overdrawn, of course, the most important thing is that Leng Yue is not afraid of the spells he sends out at all, even if he is hit head-on, he is intact as if nothing is wrong.

Finally, as Leng Yue teleported out again, Chen Ming didn't even have time to react, he was slapped by Leng Yue's ghost claws, and a series of bone cracking sounds sounded all over his body, and he flew far away with a scream.

Leng Yue roared like a vent, and the figure appeared beside Chen Ming again, Chen Ming muttered that he wanted to cast a forbidden spell, but Leng Yue didn't give him any chance at all, and his two thick arms grabbed his body fiercely, and then like tearing paper, it was directly torn in half, leaving a large area of blood mist in the air.

Then, as if he was not satisfied, he began to swing his fist and smash Chen Ming's corpse violently.

"Roar!"

The cold moon roared in the sky, causing the heavens and the earth to roar, and the earth to shake the mountains.

Xia Qi covered his ears in pain, and he had already thought of a solution to save Leng Yue in his heart, although he had no confidence in this solution, but no matter what, even if there was only theoretical hope, he had to give it a try.

He wants to devour the soul of the Ghost King!

Then devour the head of the Ghost King!

Will it succeed? He didn't know.

He only knew that this was the only way to save Leng Yue, now that Chen Ming had been killed by Leng Yue, there was no one nearby who could threaten them, even if he finally failed to devour the Ghost King, the person who died was just himself, and no matter how good Leng Yue recovered, he could only live well.

He owes Leng Yue too much, and it can be said that without Leng Yue, he would not be where he is now, and he doesn't know how many times he has died.

So Leng Yue was worth the risk he had.

Xia Qi hammered his head, which was still in severe pain, and then rushed towards Leng Yue quickly.

Leng Yue seemed to feel the danger, and at this time, she turned around suddenly, waving her two blue and purple ghost claws and about to fall like a summer qi.

Xia Qi's face was calm, he clenched his fists tightly, and shouted at Leng Yue:

"Get out of my friend's body!"

Two strange purple beams of light suddenly shot out, perhaps instinctively sensing the danger, the ghost claws that Leng Yue had originally waved were instantly retracted, and he was about to jump backwards to avoid Xia Qi's soul-devouring light.

But how could Xia Qi let him escape like this, he saw the round mark on his forehead suddenly jump, and then, behind Leng Yue, a gate that led to nowhere.

Being flanked from front to back, Leng Yue had nowhere to escape, and was shot into his eyes by Xia Qi's soul-devouring light, and his body suddenly stood still.

The door opened faintly, and then slowly closed, still behind Cold Moon.

In the summer, the green tendons on Qi's head burst out, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept flowing down his forehead.

He saw the soul of the Ghost King, which was completely a blue-purple mist, and the mist was wrapped around Leng Yue's soul, making Leng Yue's struggling soul unable to move.

"Get out of here!"

Xia Qi roared in his heart, and continued to overdraw his spiritual power to drag the ghost king's soul out of Leng Yue's body.

But the soul of the ghost king is like a drought on the soul of the cold moon, no matter how much he overdraws his spiritual power, how he grits his teeth and does not give up, he can't shake it in the slightest.

Seeing that his vision had completely blurred, and he couldn't even see Leng Yue, who was not far from him, Xia Qi knew that he had reached his limit, but he was unwilling to give up, and he was still relying on his willpower to stand up.

At this moment, there was a sudden soreness in his back, and then it became extremely itchy, as if something was about to emerge from his back.

At the same time, the soul baby who was sleeping in his brain also seemed to feel something, and stretched out his two little arms and crawled up lazily. (To be continued.) )