Liu Mang felt particularly uncomfortable being stared at by those eyes, so he punched the sky with a Vulcan punch. The power of the fire mixed with the dragon's inner energy, turning into a flame fist that hit the sky.

Hundreds of eyes were shattered by the flames and turned into black smoke and disappeared without a trace, but more eyes appeared.

Strange eyes appeared not only in the sky, but also on the ground.

Liu Mang looked down and saw an eye full of fear and despair appearing at his feet.

In a trance, Liu Mang saw a weak and beautiful girl being dragged into a van with her mouth covered by several strong men.

The van came all the way to a dilapidated courtyard, and the girl was taken into the room.

The girl was so desperate and helpless that she almost collapsed.

But something that made her even more desperate soon happened. Several satisfied men were busy taking out knives and axes, and brutally killed her and took out her organs...

Liu Mang was extremely angry, extremely angry, and the raging anger was burning in his heart. He wished he could smash the heads of those big men with a fist.

But for some reason, he could only watch helplessly, but couldn't do anything, not even move a finger.

"Help me, please help me, help me get revenge, please help me get revenge..."

A miserable cry came to Liu Mang's ears. It was a girl's cry and pleading. It came not from her mouth, but from the depths of her soul.

Liu Mang's body felt so heavy and cold, his head became increasingly dizzy, and he was almost losing consciousness.

At this moment, a little warmth came from the shoulders, the body gradually regained its heat, the head gradually recovered, and the illusion in front of me disappeared.

Liu Mang glanced sideways and saw that it was Mo Qingcheng who grabbed his shoulder and helped him come out of the hallucination.

Mo Qingcheng said: "These eyes are the eyes of innocent souls collected by the Ghost Falling Head King. They have the effect of confusing people's hearts. Don't fall for it. The Ghost Falling Head King wants to trick people, right? You should try it too

The evil-destroying arrow rain in my Qiongnan witchcraft!"

Mo Qingcheng took out a piece of white paper that was only ten centimeters long and five or six centimeters wide from his pocket, quickly drew a few runes on it, held it in the palm of his hand and blew on it.

It was just a piece of white paper. Mo Qingcheng blew a breath, but it turned into thousands of white papers and flew out. Those white papers floated in the air, and all turned into arrows, which turned into a rain of arrows and shot at those eyes.<

/p>

Most of the countless eyeballs around were easily wiped out by the arrows, and the remaining ones turned into black smoke and swarmed to one place, reverting to the form of the Nanyang Ghost Falling King.

The Ghost Headed King pointed at Mo Qingcheng, "You are one of the twelve witches in Qiongnan. I have no enmity with you. Why do you want to ruin my good deeds!"

Mo Qingcheng said: "I have no grudge against you, but you deserve to die for what you did! You practice the art of lowering your head, and use it to kill the living souls of wronged people for your own benefit, even killing hundreds of people at a time. People like you will die a hundred times.

It’s pretty light!”

The Ghost Falling Head King opened his hands and said loudly: "In my opinion, all living beings in the world are just beasts. What does it matter if I kill some beasts? Although your Qiongnan Wu Clan and our Nanyang Falling Head Sect have different origins,

, but they have the same roots and practice many of the same spells. Even if you are of the white witch lineage, there are only two white witches among the twelve witches of Qiongnan, and the rest are all black witches who practice evil.

What they do may not be any less cruel than mine, but why don’t I see you looking for trouble with them?"

Liu Mang took over the conversation and said loudly to Guijiantou Wang: "I can't control other people. Now that we have met you, don't even think about hiding away! I don't like you, what can you do?

”

"You have to go against me, right? Don't think that because there are so many of you, I will be jealous of you. If you mess with me today, no one will survive!"

Before the Ghost Falling King could take action, the sword slave had already killed him. With the long sword in his hand, a stunning sword light struck at the Ghost Falling King, easily cutting him in half.

But it is a pity that the Ghost Falling Head King seems to have no entity at all, turning into two balls of black gas, one flying to the sky, and the other rushing to the ground.

Mo Qingcheng said quickly: "He has cultivated himself into a ghost body, and ordinary swords cannot reach him."

A head emerged from the ground less than two meters in front of Liu Mang, and said in a harsh and uncomfortable voice: "That's right, you can't hurt me..."

Immediately afterwards, another head came out, the second, the third, dozens of heads came out of the ground in the blink of an eye, each one was different, there were men, women and children, some were old men and women in their eighties or nineties,

There is also a little older baby.

Everyone opened their mouths and said the same sentence. When the words came together, they were no longer just harsh. Liu Mang's head was almost about to explode.

The dozen or so people who had been guarding the tent before were wearing black robes, and their whole bodies were shrouded in black robes. The people who were guarding the tent like statues made some movement at this time, and rushed towards Liu Mang.

The movements of the men in black robes were very strange. They didn't look like living people at all, but their speed was extremely fast. Three men in black robes rushed to Liu Mang one after another, and stretched out three bloodless claws to grab his.

Different locations.

Liu Mang quickly took a step back and struck out with the Dragon God Punch. He unleashed his power and unleashed a violent punch, blasting towards the three men in black robes.

The three men in black robes gave up catching Liu Mang and worked together to hit Liu Mang's fist light. The fist light was shattered when the three palms touched it, but at least the fist light was also crushed.

The black robes on their bodies had been blown away, revealing their appearance. Each of their eyes had been sewn shut, and their faces were so pale that they looked more like corpses than living people.

Liu Mang didn't care whether they were people or corpses, he punched them again and knocked all three guys away.

Mo Qingcheng also used witchcraft to kill two men in black robes. The sword slave was even more fierce. Several sword beams went down and crushed all the remaining men in black robes.

The voices of those heads emerging from the ground were still disturbing the minds of Liu Mang and others. The sword slave yelled out the Ten Thousand Sword Jue, and the long sword pierced into the ground with such force that even the hilt of the sword was pierced.

Got in.

The next second, hundreds of sword rays shot out from the ground, mincing all the heads of those people, and even flew to the sky, strangulating the other half of the black energy transformed by the Ghost Head King above.<

/p>

The Ghost Headed King turned into countless black skulls in mid-air, trying to resist the sword energy, but those seemingly powerful black skulls were no different from balloons under the sword light summoned by the sword slave.
p>
Chapter completed!