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"Buzz~"

The buzzing sound sounded again, and the cold light covered a large area.

Zhang Yang had no time to think, and kept dodging the dense cold light in the air, and rushed towards the direction of the thousand-headed ghost corpse.

His figure flashed frame by frame, and he kept using teleportation to dodge.

But... thousands of cold lights are too many.

His right foot was still scratched, and the black ice instantly climbed up his calf.

"Damn!" Zhang Yang cursed inwardly, and his mind moved slightly, and the black ice on his calf was shattered.

But in just a moment, he was instantly hit by two cold lights, and his entire upper body was covered with a layer of ice.

Then the continuous ice covered...

Bai Suzhen and the national teacher were even more unbearable, and now they have become ice lumps and fell to the ground.

After a round of cold light, the three people were covered with black ice, and the coldness of the extreme cold hell penetrated into their bones, which made the three people unable to move for a while.

"Boom..."

The ice block that blocked Zhang Yang first emitted a dazzling golden flame, burning the black ice directly.

Then Bai Suzhen's Samadhi True Fire ignited, and she also escaped.

The two of them had no time to pay attention to the national teacher, and they looked at each other and flew towards the thousand-headed ghost corpse.

"We must not let it use its magical powers again!"

Zhang Yang shouted at Bai Suzhen who was attacking in another direction.

Bai Suzhen nodded, "Attack its lower limbs!"

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the lower limbs of the thousand-headed ghost corpse.

This ghost thing is just a piece of moving meat, with layers of heads on its body, and only the lower limbs are relatively clean.

And the lower limbs are the key parts that support its movement.

The two deliberately avoided the middle and flew to both sides.

At this time, the national teacher broke the black ice covering his upper body and looked at his legs covered with ice. "Bah, this ghost thing."

"Buzz..."

Looking at the cold light that came in an instant, the national teacher regretted why he didn't learn the magic of controlling fire!

"Pah..."

The national teacher became a lump of ice again and fell to the ground.

Now Zhang Yang has avoided this round of attacks. The sun fire in his hand turned into a knife and directly swept across the left ankle of the thousand-headed ghost corpse that was like a towering tree.

"Ah~"

Thousands of heads screamed at the same time, and the whole space was shocked.

A thin line appeared, and the left ankle of the thousand-headed ghost corpse was directly separated.

Bai Suzhen closed her hearing and summoned the realgar sword to cut towards its other foot.

"Swish~"

It was blocked by layers of fat less than one-third of the way into the flesh.

She looked at Zhang Yang in surprise, and looked at the long knife made of sun fire with fear.

She could also condense fire into shape, but it was limited to ordinary fire. If it was Samadhi True Fire, to be honest, she couldn't control it now.

Zhang Yang's move proved that he could fully control this extremely yang fire.

The thousand-headed ghost corpse trembled slightly like a mountain, but because the left calf was still there, it only tilted and stabilized again.

Then the left ankle that was cut off by Zhang Yang grew back again.

Zhang Yang in the air saw this scene and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Bai Suzhen made a wrong judgment!

The weakness of this ghost thing is not the lower limbs, and it is a foolish dream to dismember the ghost corpse at this recovery speed.

"Buzz~"

The cold light appeared again, and Zhang Yang and Bai Suzhen had no time to think about anything else, and hurriedly flew to both sides to avoid it.

Only the poor national teacher had just broken the ice, and was hit by several consecutive cold lights and turned into an ice lump, rolling on the ground.

Zhang Yang stared at the head of the thousand-headed ghost corpse and touched his chin, "Lady Bai, cut off the head of the ghost corpse."

"Head? Which head?"

Bai Suzhen was a little confused. There were thousands of heads, which one should be cut off?

Zhang Yang didn't have time to explain, and his figure appeared directly above a head.

The flame blade in his hand cut off a head easily like a hot knife through butter.

Disgusting green pus gushed out from the broken part...

But at the same time, many granulations emerged from the broken part again, slowly forming flesh membranes, bones, skin, hair...

The new head was regenerated, roaring silently.

Seeing this situation, Bai Suzhen shook her head slightly, "It's useless, this ghost corpse is probably immortal!"

Immortal?

Zhang Yang sneered. He didn't dare to say that he was immortal even though he had an immortal body. Could this thousand-headed ghost corpse have this ability?

He didn't believe it.

Taking advantage of the CD of the Thousand Heads of Ghost Corpses' "skills", Zhang Yang held a flame blade made of the sun's true fire and shuttled in front of the ghost corpses.

Heads of all sizes fell to the ground like dumplings, but they grew out like fruits.

In this way, Zhang Yang never stopped.

"Zhang Yang, that's not right! It doesn't work..."

Bai Suzhen looked at the persistent Zhang Yang and advised him.

She thought Zhang Yang's judgment wasWrong, doing so will only waste demonic power in vain.

"No use? I don't believe it..."

Zhang Yang's mouth curled slightly. Even an immortal body like his was also consumed. He didn't believe that this thousand-headed ghost corpse had no consumption at all.

Bai Suzhen was helpless, but there was no good way. She could only follow Zhang Yang to harvest the heads of ghost corpses.

As for the national master, needless to say, he was being whipped around like a spinning top.

Whenever he was about to break the ice, the cold light descended again, and he could only turn into an ice lump without moving.

The national master who was frozen was so angry that he cursed!

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yang cut off one of the heads again, and what gushed out from it was no longer green pus, but dark red and smelly blood.

No new heads grew at the broken ends.

"Haha... is it finally the limit? Bastard..."

Zhang Yang took a deep breath. The consumption was really not small, because the battle had lasted for nearly ten days.

After such a long fight, even Bai Suzhen instinctively wanted to vomit.

Only the national master was the most relaxed, lying in the ice without getting up.

Bai Suzhen saw the broken end, and her face showed joy, "Zhang Yang, you are really amazing.

It's so exhausting that the ghost corpse can't be restored."

"There is no other way, to deal with this ghost thing, we can only use this stupid method!"

Zhang Yang spread his hands, and then said seriously: "Now, let's cut off all the heads of this ghost thing."

Bai Suzhen nodded slightly, holding the realgar sword and rushed up.

As the head disappeared, the ghost corpse's magical powers also intermittently, and then the national master escaped.

He looked at the ghost corpse angrily and joined the team to harvest the heads.

"National Master, have you rested well?"

Zhang Yang showed his big white teeth and joked with the national master.

The national master's face was covered with frost, and it was unknown whether he was angry or frozen.

He turned a deaf ear to Zhang Yang's ridicule, took out his magic knife and started to chop at the ghost corpse, which seemed to be a way to vent his anger.

Before long, thousands of heads were chopped off by the three men.

When Zhang Yang chopped off the last head, the ghost corpse's mountain-like body finally fell down, and then slowly turned into a pool of corpse water.

There were also things the size of rag dolls floating in the corpse water.