Here Lies The Wicked

Pfft!

As Fang Zheng pulled the ghost knife out of the dry body nailed to the ground by the ghost knife, bang!

Dry corpses on the ground, blown up as particulate powder, on a rubble of rubble, left only traces of human burning.

At this time, the eyes revealed a little tired, half the body stained, one eye glued to the blood, unable to open the eyes.

One second.

Two seconds.

The ghost knife arrived on the ground and the wound was slightly square. It waited for a few seconds, but there was no movement.

The human skin scriptures did not inhale soul Qi this time.

Mm-hmm.

Fang Zheng shocked.

“No soul...”

The party is trying to run spiritual martial arts, and the body remains the same.

Square's original tired eyes reveal a sudden glimmer of divine color.

Right here, hoo!

There was a rapid breaking sound coming from the sky, over the head, another dry corpse fell down, this time not to hide, the thread closed eyes, the mind, vigorously run spiritual martial arts, hold the heart God.

Twenty seconds later, when Fang was reopening his eyes, he stood undamaged. Where did any dry body fall from the sky in front of him, he still stood safely on the rubble, with black marks of human burning under his feet.

At this moment, even Fang's general injuries have healed.

There were previous serious injuries.

Fang Zheng laughed.

He laughed brightly, and this time the human skin scripture stood up for great merit.

Using human skin scripture to identify ghost blindfolds and illusions is indeed the most reliable method.

Because Fang thought of a story.

This story is about a killer blindfolding a hostage, who, by all the psychological cues of the killer, really thought that his artery had been severed and ended up dead. But when the police found the body of the hostage, the body was intact and died out of fear.

Unmarried women can also imagine pregnancy, commonly known as false pregnancy, when the environment is realistic enough to disturb the truth...

……

“What to do, over time, dried corpses wandering on this rubble begin to grow. Looks like we're gonna be stuck here this time until the day traveler rescues us. ”

“These dry corpses, weird, all kinds of copper-skinned steel bones, hard as superalloys, but they're not the hardest to deal with, the hardest thing to deal with is if there's movement, there 'll be more weird dry corpses, smashed from the sky, killed to the end, didn't want to be besieged, had to flee by siege. ”

Among the ruins of a collapse, there were several shadows, hidden and quietly measured a few meters away.

Only there, three dry bodies roaming around.

These corpses are no longer merely dead, but rather hands and feet, like spiders, curved in reverse joints, and their necks twisted upwards, and their habits were really spider-like, crawling weirdly on the ground.

But it's not really a place where those people are really constrained, far away, and there are more black crawlers, shadowed enough by the fog.

Those are the places that are really unscrupulous.

Not just in front of you, but even behind you, there are shadows wandering in the fog.

Just as these people quietly watched and prepared to break out from which side, suddenly they noticed that there was actually a black figure in the side fog, moving closer and closer, passing through the fog and approaching towards them.

“Something's happening! ”

At this moment, everyone is nervous and nervous.

Hold your breath tight on your face.

But just after shouting, these people finally saw what that black figure was, but the next moment, they opened their eyes and couldn't believe it!

Somebody tell us!

What the hell is going on here?

They had some silly breath of cool air and couldn't speak.

A young man, dressed in a robe and carrying a black guitar backpack behind him, behind him, a dry body chased him down, but the young man simply ignored it.

With the emergence of the young man, the noise grew, and the anti-articular dry corpses around him were all attracted to the past.

It's over.

This man is going to die.

These people couldn't bear to sigh, but the next scene immediately made them stare at each other for a short time.

That man bang! Boom!

One punch at a time, but whoever slaughtered the dry corpse at the young man, was killed by one punch in the second, his face was understated, and he was comfortable.

They were just discussing the day traveler. Isn't it true that the day traveler went into the blessing?

And for a moment, they were stunned, and they found that the man had killed all the dry bodies in the vicinity, and the man had disappeared into the fog.

A questionable voice sounded: “Do you really think that man would be one of the nine Japanese tourists in the country? ”

“How come I've never heard of a day traveler or a musician? ”

“And besides, this guy carried the shadow of a guitar backpack, which gave me a familiar feeling. Although he changed his robe, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that this guy looked like, he had just come to us a while ago for the cross-border demolition of city...”

……

Around for an hour or two, he realized he couldn't get out in any way.

This illusion is so powerful that even his spiritual martial arts cannot be seen.

The only thing he relied on was to see ahead of time through the hallucinations in front of him, and hallucinations could not kill him.

The so-called hallucinogenic killings simply capture human weaknesses and psychological vulnerabilities.

“Can't get out of the ruins of the ruins, to force me to turn back and go in the direction of Dragon Springs deep in the ruins? Goats? ”

Fang Zheng did not die, tried again.

A few hours later, according to his original calculations, he should have walked out of the ruins by now, but he was still circling.

The square head is slightly heavy.

He felt that there was no way to keep walking like this. Just when he was thinking about how to get out, Boom!

The sound of a building collapse came from the depths of the fog.

Fang Zheng shocked, the noise was very light, but very close, especially clear, just within 100 meters of him, Fang quickly found where the source of the sound was.

It was a ruined wall with new signs of collapse. It was supposed to be a magnificent palace, but at this moment the sea was long gone, leaving nothing but desolation.

When Fang arrived, he saw a wall of the palace collapse, revealing one of them.

The man was sealed in an ice seal, surrounded by temperatures as low as zero, cold and bitter, and the ice seal continued to expand, albeit very slowly, but indeed continues to expand.

And the previous wall collapsed precisely because of the expansion of the ice seal.

If there had not been an ice seal to hold the gap, the whole palace would have crashed and buried the man.

But the next scene, far more than just imagined, he saw the people in the ice seal and was amazed: “How could it be you?! ”