Demon Resurrection: Start as a Headless Horseman

Spiritual world.

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, jumped high, and landed on the ice, as if walking on the ground.

He said “hold on”, and the true qi turned into chains, dragged the bamboo raft, pulled it as a sled, and then rolled over to the tip of the wave that froze into ice, and cut it out.

“Whew…”

The dark big knife slashed through, cutting open the waves that turned into ice, and at the same time were the heads of seven or eight powerful ghosts.

Ye Zhiqiu, who turned into a demon ape, was covered in hair, his forehead blood vessels were angry, and the muscle lines on his arms dragging the bamboo raft were like a clear spring flowing through the mountain rock.

Ye Zhiqiu didn’t go to find any ghost bride to single out, what kind of competition to recruit relatives…

He just wanted to send this bamboo raft ashore, and then go out with Yi Tian through the overhead passage.

“I was born before I was born, I was born Jun is old, Jun hates me for being late, I hate Jun for being born early…”

However, if he does not go up, it does not mean that the ghost bride does not chase.

The song is bleak, tactful and grasping, getting closer and closer.

Meantime.

The group of ghosts roared, and a large number of powerful ghosts followed one after another, turning into black mist and rushing towards Ye Zhiqiu.

The bamboo raft was like a dead leaf under the rolling black tide, swaying bitterly.

The golden cicada membrane surrounded Ye Zhiqiu’s body, and the powerful power flowed in his veins.

Ye Zhiqiu’s ghost head and big knife in his hand flipped, and he swung out a more than ten meters long Ling Xian Dao Light, and the fierce ghost roared and collided with the fierce knife light!

Meanwhile.

Yi Tian was not idle, jumped down and rushed towards the group of ghosts that appeared again.

This is the spiritual world controlled by the female corpse, and these ghosts are also evolved by her, as long as her spiritual space does not collapse, she can always regenerate.

This is actually a thankless task.

Because, the larger the spiritual scene, the more characters are involved, the more it consumes the spiritual power in the divine soul, which is typically thankless.

“Boom…”

Many powerful ghosts are full of black qi, like a black tide that roars through vicissitudes.

And Yi Tian is a raptor across the river, turning over the river and the sea in the black tide, crisscrossing and shuttling.

The countless ghosts that the shadows longed for, the dragon roared, the flames and electricity were intertwined, and countless powerful ghosts were cut down during the process, setting off a bloody storm.

Yi Tian was like a blue-blue Great Wall, blocking a group of powerful ghosts and letting Ye Zhiqiu return to the shore.

Although Yi Tian didn’t know what Ye Zhiqiu thought, as a friend, he cooperated as much as he could.

Suddenly, a booming sound sounded, and a blood-colored horse shot towards the raft pulled by Ye Zhiqiu.

Yi Tian didn’t want to think about it, and spit out a red flame to intercept it.

Then the Azure Dragon probed its claws, and the blood of the dragon claws was in the air, and the blood-colored lightning with a fierce blazing fire smashed into the eight palanquins.

“Boom!”

The eight landlords who carried the sedan raised their heads and roared, but in just a moment, they were beaten to ashes.

The claw of the Azure Dragon is powerful, and the magma-like hot power is inexhaustible.

“Die!”

Yi Tian directly grabbed the big red flower palanquin, shook it fiercely, and pinched it into powder.

However, the Yellow River Niangniang is not in the sedan car, in this spiritual space, she has absolute dominance, and there are many ways to leave.

Originally, with Yi Tian’s considerations, it would never be possible to fight with the Yellow River Niangniang here, after all, he lost the home field advantage.

If you want to defeat her in the spiritual world of Niangniang of the Yellow River, you must severely damage her divine soul or exhaust the spiritual power in her divine soul.

These two methods are time-consuming and dangerous, far less direct than deciding life and death in the outside world.

Yi Tian turned his head to look at Ye Zhiqiu.

In the spiritual space, there are three people like him, Ye Zhiqiu, and Huanghe Niangniang, and if Huanghe Niangniang doesn’t trouble him, then he must go to Ye Zhiqiu.

Really……

The Yellow River lady in a wedding robe suddenly knew the autumn’s side;

With a wave of her hand, a hairless shot towards Ye Zhiqiu’s back. The battlefield was chaotic, Ye Zhiqiu’s golden light protective body, flashed and moved, rabbits rose and fell, and smashed two powerful ghosts in his hands.” Poof’.

A flash of black light.

Caught off guard, Ye Zhiqiu made a move, and a thin needle passed through his chest.

The speed and strength of the black needle were amazing, and it actually penetrated the golden bell hood that he could withstand the high-explosive grenade and the powerful defense after the transformation of the demon ape.

Gurgling black blood flowed out from the wound, as if it was stained with ink, it was clearly poisonous, and it was eroding Ye Zhiqiu’s spiritual body.

“Brother, come on!”

“Come on!”

……

Ye Zhiqiu blinked repeatedly, his consciousness was a little stunned, his feet were unsteady, and the encouraging sounds of the children behind him seemed to be gradually drifting away…

Suddenly.

A powerful ghost saw the opportunity and killed Ye Zhiqiu’s seemingly defenseless back from behind.

“Bang!”

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly turned around, raised his hand to pinch the head of this powerful ghost, and then tightened it and pinched it to an inch…

He has a mysterious method, ordinary small injuries are difficult to hurt the root, and they only need to be run once to heal.

During this period, he glanced at the bamboo raft without a trace, and saw that the ghost was not changed by the twenty children and women, and he was immediately relieved, not knowing whether it was regret or rejoicing.

Then.

Ye Zhiqiu threw his hand, stepped on the ice, turned and jumped, and slashed at the murderous Yellow River Niangniang.

Huang and Niangniang, who were surrounded by fierce ghosts, raised their robe and danced a fierce black wind.

The black wind grew in the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a black python ten meters long, colliding with Ye Zhiqiu’s ghost head big knife.

“Boom!”

Ye Zhiqiu was blasted backwards by a blow and flew out, and was knocked down on the ice, like a stone that was tumbled and swirled, flying tens of meters away.

During this period, the ice surface of more than ten landing points exploded, and fine lines spread around like cobwebs.

At this time, a demon flew out of the Yellow River Niangniang, seven holes were bleeding, his face was distorted, and his flesh and blood blurred facial features, it was vaguely distinguishable that he was the landlord Lao Cai surnamed Huang.

Ghosts flew by, rushing towards the children and women huddled up on the rafts, shouting that they would be sacrificed to the dead.

But before it could get close, a ghost-headed knife with a glowing light flew out from under the ice and slashed it under the knife.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was beaten into the sea by the Yellow River Niangniang, turned over and broke the ice, except for his embarrassment, he was not injured.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the Yellow River Niangniang with a solemn expression, unlike Yi Tian and the others, he was confused and did not know the details at all.

He vaguely felt…

The woman on the raft who was to be sacrificed seemed to have a connection with the woman in the robe in front of her.

But what specific connection, he did not dare to be presumptuous, or thought of it, but subconsciously avoided.

“Whatever it is, bring it ashore and solve it together!”

Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing still on the ice, took a deep breath, no longer retreated, bowed lightly on his knees, and followed like an arrow full of bows, and once again rushed to the sky to kill the Yellow River Niangniang.

The Yellow River Niangniang waved her hand again, and suddenly several blood-colored rays flew out in unison, rising in the wind, turning into three dragons strangling.

These three dragons wielded their claws, or spewed demon mist, and their power was quite extraordinary.

This time, Ye Zhiqiu, uncharacteristically did not say anything more, was extremely serious, like a leaping eagle falcon, rushing back and forth between the three giant dragons.

When Ye Zhiqiu and the Yellow River Niangniang fought fiercely…

Yi Tian was not idle, focusing on the infinite divine light, swallowing the “Void Flash”, pulling up the mountains, and was wreaking havoc on the spiritual scene.

This was what Yi Tian called to sweep the formation for Ye Zhiqiu and reduce his pressure.

The essence of the composition of the spiritual scene is the spiritual power of the Yellow River Niangniang.

Once the spiritual scene is destroyed too thoroughly, it will inevitably affect the play of the Yellow River Niangniang, and the pressure Ye Zhiqiu faces will naturally be greatly reduced.

“Boom…”

Red light swept across the sky.

The ice surface shattered, and the extreme heat made the blood river boil, and with a chilling shock wave, a blazing mushroom cloud rose.

The Azure Dragon was entrenched above the spiritual space, rolling the blood and electric red flames, and the red sky was all over the sky… Wind and rain weaving… The whole firmament is burning, and everything in this space has become firewood.

——A huge amount of spiritual power is being worn out…

From the dragon, the red flame turned into a cloud of fire.

At the top of the clouds, the dragon breathes.

The “virtual flash” hanging down from the sky is like a huge, red-hot iron pestle, as if it wants to smash and grind the heaven and earth.

At the same time, the “iron pestle” burst out countless blood-colored thunder, blending into the fire cloud, and the end was thunder hanging upside down, and the hellfire opened the way.

Then pour the wind, pour torrential rain, wind and rain and thunder…

What a scene of extinction.

This terrifying scene made Ye Zhiqiu and Huanghe Niangniang feel flustered.

The movement caused by Yi Tian became more and more terrifying.

This spiritual space was annihilating, and Yi Tian’s spiritual consciousness had the upper hand, so his offensive was becoming more and more terrifying.

Yi Tian expected that the Yellow River (Nuo Zhao) Niangniang should already be at the end of the strong crossbow, and this scene would soon be completely destroyed by him.

If Huanghe Niangniang is smarter, she should withdraw the residual spiritual power, lift this scene, and stop the loss in time.

The truth was indeed the same as Yi Tian expected.

The fierce Yellow River Niangniang suddenly stopped moving, as if the picture had been pressed the pause button, and everything was interrupted.

And Ye Zhiqiu took this opportunity to sweep Yu Feng, step up, and cut out with a knife, and the ten zhang knife qi slashed at the Yellow River Niangniang wearing a joy robe.

“Poof!”

Under the light of the blazing knife, the Yellow River Niangniang was like a bubble pierced by the sun, suddenly bursting.

Ye Zhiqiu collected the knife behind him, returned to the raft, pulled the raft and ran to the riverbank.

There was silence on the raft, and the children who cheered him on were silent, and Mumu was dumbfounded, like a puppet.

Their figures are gradually blurring, because there is a big problem with this scene, and the Yellow River Niangniang is no longer able to support their existence.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that the speed was too slow, so he simply picked up the bamboo raft again and rushed quickly.

Now that the spiritual scene is about to collapse, he must send this bamboo raft ashore before it completely collapses.

In fact, he knew in his heart that these people on the bamboo raft had been sacrificed and died thousands of years ago, and what he was doing at this moment was no different from fishing for the moon in the water.

But nothing else, just one heartache, all should be an incompetent rage. _

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