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Chapter 915 Not worth it

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    Su Nanzhi no longer used her black iron sword, but instead drew her small gong.

    With a "clang" sound, the sound spread, and the sound pattern swayed again and again invisibly. This was undoubtedly a kind of torture for the corpse king with sensitive hearing.

    However, the sound of the gong, with irresistible power, first slowly pushed him out, and then, with a fierce force, the Corpse King smashed into the stone wall again.

    But he came out of the stone wall like a weakling who couldn't be beaten, and his sunken body slowly recovered.

    Veins popped out on the ferocious face, then the corners of his mouth curled up, the yellowed and blackened lips and teeth opened slightly, and finally he made a loud sound.

    In an instant, the stone wall of the room they were staying in began to shake. Su Nanzhi only had time to add a layer of protective barrier to the sleeping Jiang Beiyu, so that his ears would be less damaged.

    The sonic attack of the Corpse King is really hard to describe. If Su Nan Zhi really wanted to describe it, it would probably be the same as a sharp object scratching on the glass. It is the effect of its amplification by who knows how many times.

    Not only can they hear this voice, the voice of the Corpse King can be transmitted through the barrier, and other ghosts and ghosts in this tomb can hear it. Under the scream of the Corpse King, all ghosts surrender, and when strangers hear it,  Life is worse than death. In severe cases, the seven orifices bleed to death.

    What Su Nanzhi was thinking was that after they get out, those who are still alive will probably have a few more deaf people.

    She also added a barrier.

    As for Jiang Yu, he seemed unaffected at all.

    However, under his nose, the Corpse King could still ignore him and directly hurt Sunan Zhi, which undoubtedly angered Jiang Yu.

    When this kind of ghost, which is already extremely evil, gets angry, it becomes even more inaccessible to humans.

    A living person would have to lose at least a few years of his life if he came close to him.

    Jiang Yu suddenly pulled out the long whip in his hand, and it turned into a long black thorn, stabbing at the Corpse King.

    Such fast and precise movements did make the Corpse King a little embarrassed. However, except for his brittle head, other parts of his body were extremely hard. Even if Jiang Yu's evil spirit turned into a long thorn, he couldn't penetrate it.

    Su Nanzhi was just thinking about whether to help, but the next second, she saw a strange smile appear on Jiang Yu's face, and the one that couldn't penetrate at all penetrated with a "pop".

    ""

    Seeing the unbelievable look in the Corpse King's eyes, Su Nanzhi silently gave up her intention to step forward to help.

    She squatted next to Jiang Beiyu and acted like a mute mushroom.

    However, as soon as you close your eyes, your senses instantly cover the entire tomb.

    The emotion of fear spreads throughout the tomb, and the evil ghosts outside feed on fear and flesh and blood. If this continues, the tomb will be filled with dead people, and the resentment and evil will be fed back into the tomb, thus affecting the corpse king.

    Not cost-effective. Not cost-effective.

    Even though Su Nanzhi could sit back and watch, this kind of approach that benefits others but does not benefit oneself is obviously not her style.

    Su Nanzhi sighed, then closed her eyes, and in the next second, her whole person disappeared.

    And Jiang Yu, who was still fighting over there, noticed Sunan Zhi's departure and glanced at the place where she was staying, and then his aura became more and more fierce.

    He stretched out his hand and grabbed the corpse king's neck, black mist rising from his hands.

    There is also a difference between evil spirit and evil spirit.

    In his eyes, a corpse like this, which has been lying there for more than two thousand years and only absorbs resentment, is not a threat.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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