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Chapter 450 A Chinese Ghost Story: The Nine-Headed Female Ghost

"It was a trap after all!"

Smoker reacted the fastest, with two fiery dragons rising from his back, stretching out like arms, and lunging at the bizarrely shaped aggregate of ghosts.

The female ghost smiled contemptuously and raised an arm.

The head that was being held was lifted up, its eyes wide open, and crimson tears of blood flowed out, forming a blood shield that looked like a hideous ghost face.

In the center of the blood shield, the shape of this head appeared.

With its cherry-red mouth wide open, it peeled back its scalp and swallowed the oncoming fiery dragon whole.

Ignoring the deadly poison and the raging flames, he chewed on it expressionlessly.

then……

"Notice!"

Iron Fist Garp sensed something was wrong; his martial instincts gave him a warning.

He took two steps forward, blocking the four people, his legs slightly bent, his stance firm, and then he threw a punch.

The blast wave spread.

The white air currents stirred up by the fist resembled turbulent currents after space was torn apart.

Iron Fist was met by a fiery poison dragon that had been swallowed by the female ghost.

The dragon head, burning with red poisonous flames, collided with the iron fist, producing a series of sounds that shattered space.

The circular spatial ripples continued to spread throughout the entire forest of dead leaves.

"It was your move, Smoker! It was completely countered. That's terrifying power!"

Iron Fist Garp took two steps back to steady himself, his expression extremely solemn.

His dangling fists were red from being burned by the fire poison, and his skin was ulcerated.

Fortunately, having consumed the wood core dropped by the Ghost Tree Demon King earlier, my energy resistance was increased, and the fire poison did not penetrate my flesh and fascia.

"Can my poison dragon be returned completely?"

Smoker was shocked.

The attack was swift, and the power of the Flame Poison Dragon's burning was undiminished, as if even the Ghost Tree Demon King with its steel trunk would be pierced through.

"Akainu, Kizaru, attack together!"

Smoker frowned as he looked at the female ghost, whose face was full of smiles and whose smile hadn't even changed.

Does the female ghost's power not consume energy?

"Admiral Smoker, watch your tone."

Sakazuki was very uncomfortable being commanded by Smoker.

When he was known as Admiral Akainu, Smoker was just a branch officer, and the East Blue was at its weakest point.

Even now that they are on equal footing, he still retains a hint of arrogance.

"clear."

Although Kizaru is lazy, he has a strong fighting talent and can grasp Smoker's idea in a second.

A layer of golden light quickly appeared, covering his body like armor.

He held a dazzling spear in his hand, like a golden spearman from mythology.

hum.

A beam of light shot out, and Kizaru's figure disappeared from his original spot, reappearing behind the Nine-Headed Demon.

Earth Dragon Seals Demon!

A golden spear tip rose from the ground, like a tower, pinning the nine-headed female ghost to the highest point.

Golden chains coiled out like serpents, binding the creature layer by layer.

The nine-headed female ghost, locked in place, had its raised head swaying stiffly as a crimson blood shield pressed down horizontally.

In just one second, it completely swallowed the tip of Kizaru's Flame Spear.

boom!

The moment the crimson blood shield hit the ground, the earth shook violently.

Repeating the same trick, the swallowed golden spear tip, stained red with blood, swept towards the other two who were closing in.

"Wrath of the Flame Demon!"

Akainu charged forward, his entire body enveloped in scorching magma. The flowing hellfire seemed to transform into fury, shattering the sweeping golden spear tip.

Its palms completely transformed into the appearance of a fire demon, with fine lava scales gleaming with a scorching light.

He grabbed the arm that the nine-headed female ghost had raised.

Like breaking off a crab leg, force is applied to the opposite side of the joint.

Click.

After a moment of panic, the nine-headed female ghost adjusted her posture and raised both arms on her right side at the same time.

Howl!

The beautiful woman's head opened its mouth wide, emitting a silent roar.

Akainu didn't hear any sound, but he could feel the fluctuations in the air, waves of energy from his shrieks crashing into his head.

He was confused and his nose was bleeding profusely.

Akainu felt as if his head was a lump of tofu being sliced ​​open by countless sharp blades.

In a daze,

The nine-headed female ghost had broken free from the Flame Demon's claws and was drifting backward.

"die!"

Smoker swayed his body, the fire dragons intertwined and twisted, constantly being compressed, until finally condensing into a small fire dragon the size of a palm.

A punch landed.

The fiery dragon coiled around the fist pierced through the nine-headed female ghost's skull, splitting her in two like a hot knife through butter.

"Is he/she dead?"

"Just as I thought, the blood shield that can reflect attacks can only absorb one skill at a time."

Looking at the nine-headed ghost that had been burned into a muddy state, Smoker slowly exhaled a breath of flaming poison gas.

Giggle...

The eerie, giggling laughter returned.

The mud-like female ghost floated out a beautiful woman's head with her eyes tightly closed.

It suddenly opened under the wary gazes of the crowd.

Their pure black pupils, like two rifts in space and time, emitted an extremely strong suction force.

"Oops!"

All five felt a chill run down their spines as a clump of gelatinous soul matter was pulled out of their bodies by the suction force and sucked into the female ghost's eyes.

crunch.

The female ghost's head opened and closed its eyes, as if chewing and swallowing the soul gelatinous substance.

The body, damaged by the scorching fire dragon, visibly recovered its original shape, like a sculpted clay statue.

"Hehehe... I'll give you all one last chance. Whoever is willing to throw the Demon Heart of the Ghost Tree into the peach tree, I'll let them go."

The nine-headed female ghost, floating about, resembled a white spider with outstretched limbs.

Nine heads,

Each one was stunningly beautiful, but they appeared in the form of carrying lanterns, turning beauty into fear.

Swish.

Kizaru moved at light speed, like a golden beam of light, surrounding the nine-headed demon. The golden beams he left behind were like a prison of light, trapping her inside.

If someone had accidentally wandered into this special space, they might have been willing to submit in order to save their life.

But everyone present is a player in the cycle of reincarnation; even if they die, they can be resurrected through the road to the underworld.

If we were to simply submit to a gold-level female ghost...

It would be too embarrassing if word got out.

"Flame Demon Missile..."

Akainu raised his arm, brought his palms together, and a fire demon summoning circle the size of a millstone appeared.

Countless small fire demons shot out like flintlock muskets.

The Blood-Red Ghost Mirror!

The nine-headed female ghost laughed and opened the mirror again, which resembled a scarlet blood shield, deflecting all the fire demon bullets.

at this time,

Orochimaru, who hadn't made a move but had disappeared, suddenly reappeared behind the female demon.

A coffin, constantly emanating black mist, had its lid opened.

A snake's tail, engraved with dense black runes, emerged from the coffin and, like a noose used in executions, tightly wrapped around the neck of the nine-headed female ghost.

One pull.

The nine-headed female ghost was dragged into a black coffin, and screams and howls of the dead echoed out.

Five seconds later, a hole appeared in the black coffin lid.

The nine-headed female ghost emerged from the hole in a disheveled state, having lost four of her original nine heads, with traces of black death curse still lingering at the severed ends.

"The rest is up to you..."

Orochimaru's lips were bright red, and he looked extremely sickly as he tenderly stroked the broken black coffin.

This is a gold-level game item with spatial properties. I never expected that even the black coffin couldn't trap the nine-headed female ghost.

"Although there was an element of surprise attack, how could he have single-handedly severed the female ghost's four heads?"

Even though Akainu hated Orochimaru, he couldn't help but admire the latter's strength and methods.

"kill!"

Garp gave the female ghost no chance to recover or dodge, raising his fist and charging forward.

However, the female ghost skillfully dodged it; in her spirit form, she moved extremely fast.

"Cut down the peach tree, let's see if she can still hide then!"

Akainu turned his head and his gaze fell on the huge peach tree that looked like a blood-red arm.

Since Master Ning's goal is to hunt down the tree heart to restore the peach tree, wouldn't cutting it down interfere with the other party?

The five people looked at each other and nodded.

The female ghost, who had already drifted away, suddenly changed her expression and quickly raised several arms, opening the eyes of the remaining five beautiful female heads.

"Stop it!"

(End of this chapter)