"This bastard, why are you standing up?"


    In the distance, the Japanese Valley winter lion Lang glared at Zhang Han angrily. Although as a rival in love, he wanted to stab this guy to death, in fact, he was very unwilling in his heart. Zhang Han died under the general captain''s knife.


    If Zhang Han is captured, there may be a glimmer of life, but stand up again... Xiaobai doesn''t dare to think any more.


    Seeing Zhang Han holding half of the soul chopping knife, he stood up again. Yamamoto''s eyes narrowed and said with appreciation, "the soul chopping knife has been destroyed. Is there any will to continue fighting? What a good kid!"


    "In your eyes, just a good kid? Don''t be too proud, old man!"


    Zhang Han roared in a low voice. White bone like fluid gushed out of his eyes, covering not only his cheeks, but also his neck, hair... The whole body was completely covered.


    Dark red hair gradually turned into bright gold, and grew wildly. It hung down to the waist and finally stopped. His hands and legs turned into miserable white claws, and a hollow hole as big as a palm appeared in his chest.


    In the center of the virtual hole, a bead with blue light, the size of a glass ball, is quietly suspended in the center. There are four white bones around, arranged in a cross shape, connecting the beads with the empty hole, which is very mysterious.


    The second stage of emptiness, the real complete body Niutou emptiness!


    "Nani!"


    "This... This is, emptiness?"


    Not only the God of death watching the war in the distance, but also the nearby captains did not expect that Zhang Han could make a real emptiness in addition to his mask.


    "Zhang Han, what changes have you experienced in the past 30 years?" the Japanese Valley winter lion Lang bit his teeth and whispered.


    Jingle Chunshui''s eyes glittered with a fine light, "it seems that thirty years ago, someone used this little guy to secretly test the emptiness of the God of death."


    Combined with Zhang Han''s behavior, the man hiding in the dark must be one of dongxianyao, shimaru silver and lanran Youjie! What''s more, I''m afraid all three captains are involved


    "Really, it''s getting more and more troublesome!" Fuzhu Shiro coughed. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of jingle Chunshui putting his hand on the handle of the knife. He couldn''t help but wonder, "what, are you ready to do it?"


    "I suddenly have a hunch in my heart that there should be some connection between Pingzi, Zhenzi and others a hundred years ago and Zhang Han 30 years ago. To find out the key, this little guy can''t die here."


    "You''re right! In any case, you can''t let Zhang Hanjun die here, or the clue will be completely broken!" Fuzhu also holds the handle of the knife and is ready to fight at any time.


    In their hearts, no matter how strong Zhang Han''s strength is, he is by no means the opponent of the general captain.


    The spiritual pressure on Zhang Han''s body soared like a mountain collapse and tsunami. The complete body niutouxu is a real vastod level big Xu. Its strength is much higher than that of an ordinary captain. It is definitely super captain level.


    "Have you completely degenerated into emptiness? Then you can''t stay!"


    Yamamoto''s face was solemn, and the raging fire covered the surroundings again. In an instant, the whole Sanfan team station turned into a sea of fire.


    After the second stage of emptiness, Zhang Han relieved the attachment of illusion. In the attached state, the combat effectiveness erupted is actually not as good as illusion and do it yourself.


    Although the corpse soul world is all composed of Lingzi, and the magnetic force given to illusion can''t play a role, it''s better to have one more helper than to face Yamamoto Chongguo alone.


    Zhang Han held his left hand falsely, and half of the blade that fell to the ground was pulled by the force of thought and disappeared into the storage space. Immediately, Zhang Han took out the hatred of the Shura puppet and the hungry ghost puppet Dongxian from the inner world.


    He''s ready to work hard!


    Long before he came to the corpse soul world, Zhang Han had already used Puyuan Xizhu''s Lingzi converter to convert all the puppets into Lingzi state. Therefore, there was no situation that he could not adapt to the corpse soul world.


    "This is, Dongxian! But what about those scarlet eyes?"


    In the distance, the left array of the village screamed and roared, "damn guy, what did you do to Dongxian?"


    The other captains looked at Dongxian carefully. They just felt that there was no anger under the cold body... This is already a puppet!


    The three puppets lined up in a row, separated from Zhang Han. In addition to illusion, they all hated the eyes of he Dongxian, and all became like eight gouyu writing wheel eyes.


    "Kid, how dare you make the captain of the fan team into a puppet? I can''t spare you for insulting the corpse soul world!"


    Aware of the strangeness of Dongxian Yao, Yamamoto Chongguo flew into a rage, waved the flaming flow blade in his right hand like a fire, and a flame knife awn quickly cut out.


    Yamamoto''s heavy country is strong not only because he has the strongest and oldest soul chopping knife in the soul world, but also because he has trained super Kendo in thousands of years of life.


    It can be said that even if you don''t need to flow blade like fire, Yamamoto can kill most of the team leaders by Kendo alone.


    "Hey, hey, it''s really powerful! But it suits me!"


    A ferocious smile appeared on his disgusting face, and his body expanded rapidly, becoming a large green man with a height of more than two meters and five meters. He waved a two meter long beheading knife and held it horizontally in front of the people.


    "Drink!"


    As soon as I came into contact with the flame blade, I snorted with disgust. My arms were blue and my body slipped backward. The floor under my feet was trampled out of a half meter deep pit by heavy pressure, and the bricks and stones were broken.


    Seeing this, Dongxian wanted to dodge to hate and press his left hand on the blade. In an instant, the burning flame was absorbed by the palm, leaving only a translucent knife gas.


    Without the high temperature blessing of terror, the blade was finally resisted by the disgusting force. Even so, I hated the violent trembling of my arms, which was obviously very uncomfortable.


    "What''s going on?"


    Originally thought that a knife could solve at least one puppet, but there were such amazing changes.


    At the moment, not only Yamamoto, but also the team leaders watching the war were in doubt. When will Dongxian have the ability to absorb flames? Where will the absorbed flame go?


    "Explain, hell devil cricket!"


    Dongxian wanted to look dull. He pressed his left palm on the ring of the knife edge. Dozens of giant rings appeared around his body and connected together. In the blink of an eye, a hemispherical black curtain was formed to wrap several people in it.


    "Hum! Don''t take it out and make a fool of yourself!"


    Although it was not clear where the flame he cut went, he could not think about it at the moment. Yamamoto waved his soul chopping knife and shouted, "fire refused!"


    For a moment, the fire around was more fierce and surging under the urging of spiritual pressure. Shortly after the formation of Yan devil cricket, it was impacted by the fierce fire wall rising from the sky and broken into a group of spirit children.


    "Sure enough, this level of understanding can''t help the old guy!"


    Under the mask, Zhang Han''s eyes shrunk slightly, his mind turned and thought hard about the way to deal with Yamamoto''s heavy country.