The suona sound of Elvis Presley's speaker still has a certain increase for him.

If it is really a matter of life and death, even if the identity of the heir of the demon king is exposed, it must be used. After all, if you return to the spiritual realm, everything will be for naught.

Soon, he thought of a way.

"True!"

The mountain god's scepter was inserted under the feet, half of the body of the staff was submerged in the soft soil, and the emerald at the top gave off a halo.

The surrounding vegetation was alienated one after another, and branches emerged from the ground in an attempt to entangle the little emperor.

The little emperor with black and blue body opened his black lips and sucked fiercely, the remaining scales on his body opened, frantically plundering the surrounding water.

Zhang Yuanqing lost moisture rapidly, his skin became shriveled and wrinkled, and his condition became worse and worse.

The only fortunate thing is that the breastplate of the Indomitable slowed down the loss of water a little bit, and the endurance and the power of the earth provided by the earth boots supported his exhausted body.

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed a prop that was almost forgotten.

��Blood rouge!

Opening the silver rouge box, he picked up a dab of scarlet rouge with his fingertips and smeared it on the crouching pestle.

Then, he breathed out the power of the sun, and summoned a beautiful red figure in a wedding dress and holding a cute baby in her arms.

Then he performed fugue, the spirit body came out of his body, and rushed towards the little emperor together with the ghost bride.

The master and servant crashed into the little emperor's body at the same time.

"Roar"

The little emperor opened his black lips and let out an angry roar. Its body trembled violently, its limbs convulsed, and it competed with the two saint realm spirit bodies in its body for the dominance of its body.

On the other side, a wisp of ghost appeared, attached to the crouching pestle stained with blood rouge, and shot at the little emperor with a howl.

"puff!"

The crouching pestle pierced the little emperor's chest, and it froze suddenly.

Zhang Yuanqing took Bai Lan back into her spirit body before the crouching pestle arrived.

In the next second, the golden sun erupted, and the golden light sprayed out from the mouth, eyes, and nasal cavity of the little emperor, burning the body into coke.

The shadow attached to the crouching pestle also disappeared under the divine power of the sun.

This time, the little emperor couldn't be revived, because the black light of the yin-yang dial enveloped the baby's head on his shoulder.

It was resolved. Zhang Yuanqing picked up the crouching pestle, stepped on the burnt corpse's chest, held the baby's head, and pulled it out.

The little emperor's body completely dissipated.

I accepted the regular props... Zhang Yuanqing put the baby's head in the inventory, returned to the place where the Elvis speaker fell, carried the waist bag in his hand, and then picked up the yin and yang turntable, and returned the item to the inventory inside.

Prohibition dispersed.

After finishing all this, he heard hurried footsteps and saw Yin Ji returning with her excited teammates.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and the teammates stopped beside the charred and carbonized humanoid corpse. Brother Hongji kicked the corpse, kicking out the black ash. JrNovels.com