"Poof!"

With a sharp sound, the female ghost tears suddenly got into the nose of Wang Ghost Mantong.

The next moment, suddenly, like a gust of wind, suddenly floated up in the void hole, and the other six female ghost tears in Liu Lang's hand were all rolled up with a hula.

Liu Lang's face was unusually solemn, he knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move, the incantation in his mouth became faster and faster, and he didn't dare to stop for half a minute over and over again.

The six female ghost tears floated up quickly, scattered around Wang Ghost Mantong, and kept spinning, spinning faster and faster, like a spinning top spinning at high speed, floating in the air.

Liu Lang's forehead was sweating, his breathing was dull and heavy, and even his body trembled slightly.

The rat spirit who had been guarding the side had already put away his smiling expression, and his brows were tightly locked together as if they were twisted into a rope, as if he felt an inexplicable pressure.

The six female ghost tears were still spinning in front of Wang Ghost Mantong at the beginning, but they slowly began to form a circle, and quickly circled around Wang Ghost Mantong.

This state lasted for more than ten minutes, and the female ghost tears suddenly made a crackling sound, and they exploded from the middle strangely.

The six female ghost tears instantly exploded into thousands of tiny droplets, like thousands of women scattering flowers.

Liu Lang was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed Zhao Erdan's hand and bit his finger fiercely.

"Hereby ......"

Liu Lang bit off Zhao Erdan's finger because of too much force.

Zhao Erbile lost too much blood in his body, and even though Liu Lang bit a big bite, there was not much blood.

Liu Lang grabbed Zhao Erdan's hand, raised it high, and recited loudly: "Burn the immortals, send me back to the truth." Slave to blood, pray for mercy! ”

Originally, the female ghost tears were scattering and splashing, but suddenly stopped in mid-air, and they happened to fall in the direction of Zhao Erdan's finger.

The blood in Zhao Erdan's fingers slowly seeped out, and it even drifted out strangely, one drop, two drops, three drops......

Seven drops have been dripping. The seven drops of blood slowly drifted into the air, like seven magnetic balls, constantly absorbing the slightly broken female ghost tears around them.

Seven drops of blood quickly condensed the surrounding female ghost tears together, forming seven blood tears.

One of the blood tears slowly floated upward, and when it reached the center of Wang Ghost Mantong's eyebrows, it swooped directly into it.

Just after that drop of blood and tears got in, the whole ground rumbled violently.

Liu Lang was so nervous that his hands kept shaking. His lips turned a little purple, and his face became abnormal.

"Master?"

The rat spirit was startled and whispered.

Liu Lang didn't say anything, nor did he raise his head.

However, the rat spirit clearly saw that Wang Ghost Mantong's originally closed eyes slowly opened.

The rat spirit thought he was wrong. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and took a closer look.

Wang Ghost Mantong's eyes were about the same size as the fists of the rat spirit, and they were pitch black.

Wang Ghost Mantong's eyelids rolled, and his mouth followed.

"Roar!"

Wang Ghost Man Tong let out a low roar. Those blood and tears that were originally suspended instantly dispersed again, turning into dense micro-blood droplets. Quickly smashed towards Wang Ghost Mantong's body.

The whole process took less than three seconds, and those blood beads had completely dispersed on Wang Ghost Mantong's body.

Wang Ghost Mantong's huge body was completely covered with blood and tears, as if he was covered with a subtle layer of blood.

When the rat spirit saw these scenes, his pupils instantly contracted. The hand holding the metamorphosis suddenly shuddered and almost fell to the ground.

The rat spirit swallowed hard, but he didn't dare to act rashly, and shouted in a low voice: "Master? ”

"Roar!"

There was another roar, and Wang Ghost Mantong's feet suddenly moved, and he suddenly reached out and reached out to grab Liu Lang.

"Master!"

The rat Jingden was frightened into a cold sweat, and with a loud scream, he was about to step forward to block Wang Ghost Mantong.

Liu Lang didn't dodge, and suddenly bowed to the ground, his two hands fell to the ground again, and shouted: "Yama is reborn, and all ghosts surrender!" ”

Seeing that the huge hand was about to touch Liu Lang's head, it suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand and swept it, and hit the rat spirit behind Liu Lang with a snap.

The rat spirit was all focused on Liu Lang, and he didn't expect this to happen, he was hit hard by Wang Ghost Mantong's big hand, and flew upside down directly, hitting the cave wall with a bang.

The rat spat out a mouthful of blood and roared in horror: "Master, you, are you okay?" ”

Liu Lang's head was covered with sweat, and he was still kneeling on the ground, his hands raised high, and there were words in his mouth.

The innocent whip that was originally tied to Liu Lang's waist seemed to be guided by something, and it actually floated up by itself.

Liu Lang closed his eyes tightly, grabbed the innocent whip in his hand, and shouted into the air: "Wow! ”

Syllable!

Suddenly, with a wave of the innocent whip, Liu Lang also stood up and shouted loudly: "Yama is reborn, and all ghosts surrender!" ”

There was still a faint glimmer of light above the cave.

But for some reason, where the old man guarding the tomb drew circles with a big brush, layers of black clouds slowly seeped out.

The black cloud became more and more clothed, and it pressed down on Wang Ghost Mantong's head.

"Yama is reborn, and all ghosts surrender!"

"Smack!"

Liu Lang slammed the innocent whip again.

The entire void hole shook violently twice.

As if he had seen something terrible, the king ghost Mantong stepped back with his big feet and leaned directly against the cave wall.

"Woo ......"

Wang Ghost Mantong whimpered lowly, his two huge palms pressed against the cave wall, and his whole body trembled.

The rat spirit looked at this qiē in shock, climbed up with great difficulty, and finally stood up against the wall.

However, when the eyes of the rat spirit saw Liu Lang, they were immediately shocked.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The rat spirit almost pounced on Liu Lang.

Liu Lang's eyes were pitch black, his expression was stern with dementia, and every time he waved the innocent whip in his hand, he would mechanically say those eight words.

The dark clouds overhead became denser and denser, as if they were about to suffocate.

The rat spirit pounced in front of Liu Lang and shouted, "Master, Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

The rat spirit was terrified, and just approached Liu Lang, but suddenly saw Liu Lang swinging his innocent whip upward.

A gust of wind stopped howling and slammed into the rat spirit.

The rat spirit screamed, and his body seemed to be burned by fire, and a long and deep scar appeared in an instant.

The rat spirit's newly formed body slowly degenerated at a rate visible to the naked eye, and its hands and feet quickly turned into rat claws.

"Master, Master, have you gone mad? Wake up! ”

The rat spirit screamed, trying to crawl over, but the sharp pain from his body suppressed his movements.

The burning feeling was freezing and piercing in an instant.

The rat spirit grinned, staggered, and fell directly on his back, looking extremely painful.

"Master, Master, you, don't have anything to do......"

On the side, the rat spirit has lost half of its strength, and even its head has begun to slowly degenerate...... (To be continued~^~)