The golden crow fell to the west and the bright moon rose. The knights had no choice but to light torches for lighting.

On the top of the mountain, Xie Bangui clasped his arms and turned his back to the bright moon. Lingfeng in black closed his eyes solemnly, as if waiting for something. A hundred scouts with flying wings on their backs squatted neatly behind him, waiting anxiously.

Follow the order.

Sun Qianhu raised and lowered the telescope in his hand, put it down and raised it again, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Suddenly, the bright moon burst out with a little red light. The red light in the center of the moon was like spreading blood, covering all sides of the full moon. After a while, the bright moon had turned into a blood-red disk, hanging high in the sky, looking extremely strange.

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Sun Qianhu was so shocked that he stamped his feet anxiously: "Blood moon! When the blood moon appears, a monster is born. Why doesn't Xie Bangui take action!"

Someone exclaimed: "Look in the water!"

The Cavalry Guards all looked into the river in unison, and saw sparkling red waves under the prison city, and ghosts crying. The whole river was splashing with phosphorescence under the blood moon, and blood waves soared into the sky. From time to time, there were ferocious ghosts among the shadows of the surging waves, and they screamed sadly.

Screaming and rushing into the air, it exploded into pieces of phosphorescent light; what kind of monster lurked at the bottom of the river would make the invisible and insubstantial ghosts so frightened?

Suddenly, there was a loud sound from the bottom of the river, which shook the ground and the mountains. Blood waves splashed several feet in the river, straight into the sky. Amid the splashing blood shadows, thousands of souls condensed and formed in the air.

Eighteen execution platforms emerged from the water, one after another in the shape of a staircase, floating in the air. On each execution platform, there was a red-robed prison officer sitting in the middle, and countless evil ghosts were holding torture instruments and laughing ferociously.

"Not good!" Sun Qianhu felt his scalp numb and subconsciously looked at the fake Liu who had been sitting by the river with his eyes closed and concentrating.

The fake Liu stood up at some point, his old cynical demeanor gone. His tall and straight body under the moonlight actually gave people the illusion of being upright. His outstretched right hand was like a knife, and he slowly raised it, as if he was holding a sword.

The sharp blade was swung into the sky, majestic and proud of the sky. The murderous aura naturally emanating from his body actually made the low-level ghosts near the execution platform tremble.

In the night sky, the changing vision of thousands of pale, sinister faces began to fill the pupils of the fake Liu. Thousands of innocent ghosts rushed down in an instant, equipped with the torture tools they were proud of during their lifetime, and attacked the fake Liu...

..., the light of the spinning swords and the ghost shadows covered dozens of miles in darkness. In the miserable night cursed by ghosts, thousands of innocent souls stretched out their sharp fingers, trying to tear his body apart all the time.

Fake Liu sneered and waved his palms, and the air around him seemed to boil all of a sudden, roaring and crowding around. There was a dull thunderstorm, and the sky was full of sand and gravel flying and sweeping wildly.

Thousands of ghosts were blown into a shower of phosphorus, and the world became hazy in the phosphorescent green.

The fake Liu suddenly let out a loud roar and rose into the air in the bloody phosphorus rain. He used his palms frequently to carve a bloody path among thousands of ghosts, and landed on the lowest execution platform. There were still ghosts crying behind him.

, but his feet were not disturbed at all, allowing the phosphorus fire turned into countless ghosts to fall one after another behind him.

"I, Liu Wuzhen, the owl general of the eight generals of the ghost government, is going to slay the demons today!" The fake Liu roared, not only bringing back the majesty and domineering power of the eight generals of the ghost government, but also causing thunder to roll and thunderbolts to fly across the sky.

, forcing thousands of evil spirits to retreat one after another. The fake Liu took advantage of the situation and moved in, urging the wind and thunder to kill among the evil ghosts.

Eighteen execution platforms also attacked the fake Liu at the same time. In the void, wind and thunder roared, black wind raged, lightning flashed, and ghosts cried and gods howled.

The heroic figure of the fake Liu Du fighting against the eighteen execution platforms stunned the tall fat man. He murmured for a long time: "It's so strong, so strong... It's worthy of the secret government general... Brother, are you waiting?"

Senior Liu restrains the execution platform?"

"That's right!" Xie Bangui said sternly: "Send a signal to Senior Sun to launch a general attack!"
Chapter completed!