Liu Mang came to a conclusion quickly, ignoring the blood and qi surging in his chest, and used the Ghost Warrior Blade to sneak attack another dancing tentacle again. As soon as the wound appeared, he guided a large amount of ghost energy to infect it.

"Ah~"

The Seaweed God screamed again.

Come again!

Seeing this, Liu Mang seemed to have grasped the key to counterattack and victory, so he dared not delay any longer. He continued to use the Ghost Warrior Blade to leave wounds on other tentacles, and then generously converted his spiritual energy into ghost energy to contaminate all those wounds.

"Ah~Ah~Ah~"

Deep in the sea, the ghost howling of the Seaweed God shook the sky and the earth. This guy actually began to move his huge body and wanted to escape far away.

At this time, how could Liu Mang give the other party a chance to breathe.

So, one fled and the other chased, and the seabed was turned upside down in an instant.

"Stop, stop, stop! Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Liu Mang, and his body was too big, he was just a giant moving target, so the Seaweed God simply started to speak softly: "Stop! Cough, cough... I've decided not to accept you as a spirit slave. Go away, the farther the better, we will never meet again!"

Give up?

Liu Mang was a little surprised, but not much.

He understood that he had guessed correctly before. The behemoth in front of him looked scary, but in fact, it had been seriously injured. If he really wanted to fight, he didn't even have any real skills.

No wonder he threatened and lured him in various ways. If he was really powerful, why would he say so much nonsense?

Besides, it's just a spirit slave. With him being a second-level realm master, is it necessary to rush to ask for someone?

In summary, this guy is actually an empty shell!

Of course, Liu Mang understood that it was very likely that his ghost energy just restrained the other party, and the ghost energy entered the body of the seaweed god through the wound of the tentacles, causing him to suffer more injuries and affecting his recovery plan, so he had to seek peace and stop the loss in time.

Speaking of which, the seaweed god wanted to stop the war, and logically speaking, Liu Mang should have gone with the flow and nodded in agreement.

However, Liu Mang made up his mind and must kill him while he was sick!

First of all, don't forget where this is. This is the No. 6 spiritual world with a very high risk factor, and he is not familiar with it at all!

Secondly, this sea area is used by the seaweed god to hide, and it must be one of his most trusted nests.

In addition, judging from the various words and deeds of the seaweed god, this guy is definitely a cold-blooded animal and has no morality.

Therefore, it is not ruled out that the other party is now using a delaying tactic, waiting to distance himself from himself, and then waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, including using the seabed terrain to counterattack, and then he will be in a place of no return!

In this case, we must take advantage of the current advantageous position and directly establish the victory!

Liu Mang had a harmless smile on his face and slowly floated towards the Seaweed God: "I'm sorry! You know, you were the first to attack me, so I fought back. In fact, I don't want to fight with you either. I've always been kind to others. How about this, we can say that we don't know each other without fighting, shake hands, and pretend that nothing happened, okay?"

When the Seaweed God heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and said with a humiliated voice: "Okay, then we don't know each other without fighting, and shake hands and make peace!"

But before he finished speaking, Liu Mang directly showed the door of the underworld and summoned all twelve ghosts, including the Black and White Impermanence, the Ox-Headed Horse-Face, the Double Judges and the Six Hades.

I didn't summon them before because I didn't want them to follow me to death.

But now it's different. Liu Mang feels that he has a chance to win, so he needs more helpers to distract the Seaweed God from fighting and have no time to care about him.

"What are you doing?" The Seaweed God saw so many figures suddenly appearing in front of him, and felt something was wrong. He asked in shock: "What do you want to do?"

"Of course I'm sending you to heaven!"

Liu Mang gave orders to the twelve ghosts, asking them to show their best skills. They didn't seek to win with one strike, but to leave as many wounds as possible on the head and tentacles of the Seaweed God, so that the ghost energy could penetrate in naturally.

Just as the twelve ghosts took action, Liu Mang raised the prophecy staff in his hand and quickly injected spiritual energy.

When he fell to the bottom of the sea, he wanted to cast a spell, but it seemed that he was affected by this sea area and couldn't cast it successfully.

But now it's completely different. Maybe the Seaweed God was injured and his control over this sea area weakened, so that his spell could finally be cast as he wished.

"There is ice and snow!"

With the prophecy staff in Liu Mang's hand as the center, snowflakes suddenly floated on the bottom of the sea.

The Seaweed God was acutely aware of the sudden drop in seawater temperature, panicked, and struggled hard, but could only ensure that he would not be frozen, while the seawater around his body quickly turned into ice chips.

In this way, his ability to move was further affected, and the skills of the twelve ghost masters bombarded his huge body, and each move had huge gains.

Among them, the attack effect of King Chujiang was the most outstanding.

You know, after his leech mace activated the skill, whether it was biting and slashing or leech swallowing, there would be leeches attached to the enemy's body to suck blood, and then more and more leeches would be produced, and these leeches would become the clones of King Chujiang.

As a result, King Chujiang left deep or shallow wounds on the head and most of the tentacles of the Seaweed God.

Liu Mang did not dare to delay, and the prophecy staff in his hand continued to rely on the spirit to snow, cooling and freezing the nearby sea area.

At the same time, he spread the scope of the ghost shadows and ghost traces to ensure that the ghost energy infiltrated the large number of wounds of the Seaweed God everywhere.

Seeing that the giant seaweed god was almost frozen, he had nowhere to escape. Liu Mang simply used his trump card and activated the great magical power of Fa Tian Xiang Di, turning himself into a giant 100 meters tall.

He was covered in black ghost energy and punched the seaweed god one punch after another.

Bang bang bang~

The seaweed god was like a sandbag that would not move, allowing Liu Mang to attack him. The ghost energy on his fist continued to penetrate into his wounded body along the wound.

"Stop, stop, cough cough cough cough, stop quickly..."

The seaweed god could no longer fight back. He could only beg for mercy, but his voice became weaker and weaker, and was even completely covered by Liu Mang's bombardment.

Finally, after Liu Mang punched out again, the huge body of the seaweed god was like a bulging bubble, first rapidly compressed, then rapidly expanded, and finally exploded with a bang.

The giant seaweed god was gone just like that.

With the infiltration of ghost energy, the appearance of the twelve ghosts, the freezing spell, and the great magical power of the law of heaven and earth, Liu Mang miraculously killed this "tyrant" who was beautiful on the outside but weak on the inside!

Instead, in front of Liu Mang, there was a seaweed belt as long as an adult's arm, glowing and translucent, swaying gently in the ice and sea water.

When Liu Mang saw this seaweed belt, his whole body cells jumped for joy.

"These are full of spiritual energy! Could it be that they are part of the trace concentrated essence of the seaweed god?"

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