Bai Wuchang's ghostly smile completely broke down the inner defenses of Commander Shura.
No matter how many conflicts there are within the clan, those people are still his soldiers.
"I...jump."
The passage to the underworld was reopened, and many Li Geng monsters entered the temple with tables, chairs, benches, tributes, and wine.
The Li Geng demon tribe arranged the tables, chairs and benches, presented tribute to the emperor, bowed, and retreated.
Soon, another group of ghosts came out with various underworld musical instruments.
Of course, all of this was ordered by Kong Hanan beforehand.
Now, he is attacking the hearts of the Shuras and the Taoist monks.
The Shura that was killed was just a chicken used to scare the monkey.
Even Kong Hanan didn't expect it to be so smooth. He succeeded by only executing one Shura.
However, the dance of Shura at the Ghost King level must have had a greater impact.
"Come, everyone, please take a seat and watch this Shura dance together. It's something you rarely see."
Kong Hanan said with a smile.
The monks in the hall were stunned.
Does Kong Hanan already have such power in the underworld?
Ghosts playing music, Shuras dancing, these don't seem like jobs in the human world at all.
However, due to Kong Hanan's decisive and murderous intimidation just now, they did not dare to resist for a moment and each found a place to sit down.
The cymbals struck, the suona sounded, and the performers were all ghosts who had died tragically.
Don’t say it, it really feels like a funeral.
The monks all looked strange.
The soul-binding chains had not been removed, binding Shura tightly. Shura did not dance at all, and could only reluctantly sway his body to the music.
Being stared at by so many people, Shura felt like his sense of shame was about to explode.
As I danced, I couldn't help feeling sad.
Is this the fate of the defeated?
He no longer cared about dancing to the music and fell to his knees with a thud.
"Please kill me..."
The music stopped and the monks looked at each other. Everyone looked at Kong Hanan, wanting to see what he was going to do.
"Why did you stop? Even though the dance is a bit ugly, it still has a strong and fierce flavor. What are you looking at? Keep playing the music and keep dancing."
Suddenly a deep voice was heard in the field. Everyone looked over and saw that a sturdy, red-faced, green-robed general had appeared on the field.
He was holding a long spear and leaning against the door, stroking his beautiful beard and looking at the scene in the hall with a smile. His squinting phoenix eyes occasionally flashed with a gleam of light.
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