Here Lies The Wicked

A layer of golden glass was created above the body surface.

Chan Jin,

As if Zhenluohan were plated with gold,

It's a thin cicada film attached to the skin like a cicada wing.

The scorched corpse girl disappeared instantly, and the next moment appeared just behind her.

Boo! Boo!

Forty-eight layers of cicada membrane behind the back, if nothing, were easily ripped apart by a layer until… finally stopped at the thirty-ninth layer of cicada membrane, not inched in.

Fang Zhengyi.

“The century-old is weak? ”

Completely comparable to the century-old ghost he met in the village of Gui. Although his golden clock cover only reached the second floor, you should know that he was completely rubbed by a century-old ghost on the ground and hung without resistance.

Thoughts spinning instantly, I couldn't think more. A blue muscle burst up on my arm like a scary dragon, exploded like a human tyrannosaurus force, the wind rubbed violently, and I have turned back and slashed the cyclone.

Jiuyang is so angry!

A wood-burning knife!

Hot waves of heat give the air a scorching smell of extreme speed friction.

The shadow flashed behind him, and the hegemony fell into the sky, burning only dust and matter in the air. His breath changed and the cicada film recovered to 48 layers again.

As long as it is not instantaneous and he is not drained, he will be able to sustain the golden clock cover continuously.

Ho!

Once again, the scorched corpse girl slammed to the right, a slim black figure, and grabbed the back of her head, turning in the right direction.

Boo!

The cicada was broken into the 41st floor this time, and it was even more fierce than the previous blow. The little girl with the scorched corpse in the middle of the sky did not give way this time, but only on one side of her body.

Then the mouth reached the limit of the person, the corner of the mouth muscles tore to the back of the head, the mouth was bigger than the head, the black ghost flowed in the mouth of unknown liquid black, a dense hemp sharp and thin teeth, wanting to ride the gold clock cover on the square head has not recovered, bite the right head below.

Square eyes calm.

No fear on your face.

Faced with the mad chase of the scorched corpse little girl, not only did he not have a little panic in his eyes, he was nervous and even excited to see the light beating.

“Finally got you! ”

Immortal imprint, pneumonic illusion.

The scorched corpse little girl thinks she can avoid a knife, it's just a true air illusion, by simulating the breath to deceive the opponent, think that he is going to the left slope, in fact, his real knife, is the front slope.

Boom!

This knife slanted from the chest to the jaw of the scorched corpse girl. This knife came out as far as he could. It was his fiercest knife. It was the sharp ghost knife of the ghost and filthy Kexing. It split the chest and neck directly all the way. Finally, it chopped the jaw bone. The scorched black skinny little body took off again. The tip of the knife carried bones, broken flesh, and black blood.

Ha!

Black blood such as strong acid corrodes, the ground is corroded out of a pit depression, even the cicada film on the surface of the square skin is also penetrated by a layer of corrosion.

But once the breath changed, the cicada film recovered to 48 layers.

“The centenarian is too weak! ”

“There's no such thing as the state of repression that the century-old ghost of Koi Village brought to me! ”

The frontal colour is calm, at the same time, the imprint of immortality, so exasperate!

Win the chase!

In the original book "The Legend of the Great Tang Shuanglong", there is a description of the true enemy:

“And Xu Ziling knows better that Shi Zhixuan has the ability to 'borrow air to spy on enemies'. Any real Qi changes in his body can't be hidden from him. He has a slight change in Xu Ziling. Whether he strikes back or flees, he will only attract targeted and deadly attacks. ”

From this, it can be seen that there is basically no understanding of the enemy.

Even the weak and strong, the transcendental counter-killer is not a dream story. As long as we do not encounter highly differentiated boundaries of repression, genuine enlightenment can be regarded as unresolved in the same boundaries.

Fang Zhengzhen spyed on the left foot of the scorched corpse girl and tried to get away from the marks of his knife, so he held his left hand like a tiger claw and pulled a black tiger out of the gate!

A quick grab on the ankle of a scorched corpse girl.

At this moment, the palm of the hand caught a cold, icy piece of ice, but didn't move, grabbing the ankle and smashing it to the ground.

Boom!

Huge forces penetrated the ground, the ground violently shook, like a flat blast of lightning fell, the spot was directly smashed into a mortar pit, and the noise was astonishing.

At this time, the girl caught sight of the scorched corpse in the dirt pit was different, and the right-hand ghost knife slashed three inches into each other's abdomen.

Boo!

The ghost knife severely chopped off the dark skin of the abdomen, sparking the deafening golden iron of Mars. Although the scorched corpse girl in the earth pit was not cut in two, it broke the strength that had gathered in the abdomen in preparation for a violent counterattack.

Suddenly!

Above the left palm of the square, glittering, golden flame like a raging divine fire, bring the scent of the sun to the strong breath, like the river of the deciduous embankment, do not let the mad pour out of the principal money, instantly light the scorched corpse little girl into a fiery gold flame burning human torch.

It is precisely Fang's recent cultivation, and a significant amount of solar fire has been stored in the body.

It's all the evil things of the Hercules!

The scorched corpse little girl wants to struggle, wants to resist, but at this moment, the rectitude is like a human dragon with a golden flame on her left hand, suppressing the scorched corpse little girl's internal grievance. At the same time, holding one foot of the scorched corpse girl with one hand upside down, it was like a dragon storming off, starting to brutally smash back and forth on the ground.

The big, fast, whistling wind blew, and the scorched corpse girl was turned into a black stick in square hands.

The square body seemed to be inhabited by a terrifying prehistoric dragon, and even the earth seemed unable to withstand the tremendous force. The ground trembled violently and seemed to be screaming, throwing out deep pits.

From time to time, the sword is replenished to prevent the scorched corpse girl from regaining her strength to resist.

The scorched corpse girl is being smashed into a weakening resistance, gradually losing her human form, broken bones, broken flesh, cracked skulls, blurred flesh of five officials, and was directly turned into a razor of square violence.

“Each of us has his own story, and now that he's dead, what do you care? ”

“Let me help you out of the pain. ”

Square held the knife handle in his square-handed hand, whispered a low voice to himself, sounded like a passage of ghosts, then slapped a knife into the face of the scorched corpse little girl.

Boom!

Jiuyang Zhenqi strangled the body.

At this point, the eyesight disappeared, and he was standing back in the quarry of Tsim Mountain Quarry, moving in sync. In reality, when he remembered playing the world with a knife in the face of a scorched corpse girl, he also broke a stone mask with one knife.

A mask?

It's the mask that's grounded under the well!

That's what the behind-the-scenes is looking for!

Fang glanced at Rin.