
There were also several bodies of students they had captured and killed wildly. It was as if they were holding them inside the temple. One of the ghosts was already difficult to deal with, not to mention there were so many demons, there was no way they could even rush out of the temple right now.
The village chief froze for a while, suddenly appearing to understand something, his body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I see, I understand, that white snake is controlling that wild spirit! He's the body of the girl!."
"Impossible! Why did I never discover that his strength was so strong ... "
The village chief was also horrified in despair: "It's over, brother, this time we're done .. we shouldn't have thought about it in the beginning .. now he'll take revenge ...."
Ghost fangs and claws had pierced through their bodies, biting on their internal organs and flesh. In a tragic, inhumane voice, their bones were broken but not eaten.
"No !! We are immortal ! It won't die! Great god, help us! Save us!!."
"Conscious!! You've been dead a long time!!." Akbar yelling.
"I cannot die ... Impossible ... I have to go back to see my family ... My wife and daughter are waiting for me ..." The village chief sat paralyzed on the ground, his voice sad. The old tears.
"No ... I'm not dead .. I'm alive ..." The villagers thought the same thing.
"I'm going out, I'm not dead yet" the village chief quickly said.
"We are alive .. not dead!!."
"I'm not dead .. I'm really not dead .. don't trust him ... take me away ..." The village chief's eyes were red and his mental state was unstable.
The village outside was at the moment when the sun was shining, and the bright sunlight was cloudy and the shadows were thick.
The villagers were a bit hesitant, despite feeling that they were definitely not dead, but Akbar's words disturbed their beliefs.
"I'm definitely not a dead person .. I'm definitely not a dead person ..." The village chief gritted his teeth, spread out his palm, and let his palm reach the first sun.
The villagers restlessly stared at the fingers of the village chief.
Akbar calculates the time, "Seven .. six .. five ... four ..."
People were also counting the countdown with the countdown in their hearts, but until the last second, there was no sign of change.
"Village head!."
"Aaaaaaa— ... how can this happen ..."
The village chief quickly extended his hand again, but the fingertips touched the sun and were immediately broken.
Salsa grabbed Arman's arm, "If he doesn't leave, what will happen in the future?"
"Not knowing." Arman said calmly, "Take the punishment day by day, and die day by day. Every day after that would be his first day and the last day, until his soul reached absolute purity."
The village chief stared straight at me, "Can you help me?” He wiped away the old tears and looked at Akbar and said.
"You say it, as long as I can do it" Akbar said.
"Originally we can do it."
"Help me home and see, if possible, help me take care of my wife and daughter. When they're in trouble, I can help them. I have nothing to avenge you at this time, perhaps a future life."
“You can be sure that I will take care of them,” They received that information and nodded seriously and promised.
"Don't tell them I'm here. They were once sad. Don't make them sad anymore."
“I know what to do,” Arman nodded.
"Let's go, don't look back," Xiayu said slightly disheartened.
Xiyu felt the burden of his heart deepening.
"Xiayu, are you going to be okay?."
Xiayu was silent, where perhaps she could say that her body would become a collision to seal the magical gate to Akbar.
"Calm down, I'll be fine. What matters is that you survived, that's enough."
They all kept running.
Xiayu silently blew the negative wind of the lower realms, trying to figure out a way for the village Chief and the others to help Akbar not to touch Gumanli and destroy him.