Here Lies The Wicked

Just as the square leapt out of the building, the blue-faced stone Buddha turned his head and glanced coldly at the half-sky square.

We can't wait for it to fall.

It forcibly motivates more powerful forces, boom! Boom! The cement pavement beneath his feet collapsed, cracked a big black crack, a pipe broke under the ground rushing up a white water column, the next second, its huge and heavy body, had jumped up, ten meters from the ground, the other hand tied a Buddha Gate fist print, boom!

The punch prints explode air and trap the forces of terror, striking out with a fist in the right direction.

Boom!

Fang was being heavily bombed and his body was again flying into the building behind him. A large number of exterior walls and glass exploded, and large pieces of broken walls fell from high altitude to the ground.

It's a landslide.

The scene is appalling.

Boom!

Until this moment, Big Stone Buddha's heavy body, which only slightly curved the legs, removed the tremendous backlash from the heavy body.

Leave two huge pits a few metres deep in place.

It didn't hold hands, the chase followed, the giant Buddha head, directly into the building, open his mouth, wanting to swallow the square.

A great deal of ground stone, like a grinding plate, falls from the sky like rain.

That scene is like a doomsday scene.

Terrible, horrible.

Like the Battle of the Ancient Demons, you can easily fight to break apart.

However, the Great Stone Buddha swept into the sky, the square was like the Great Peng wings, the body was golden and bright, there were dragon tiger double circles, people jumped from the higher part of the building.

Golden and brilliant.

Like a big day in the air, rising.

“Kill!! ”

Fang is rushing into the head of Big Stone Buddha, punching vigorously, all of his blood is mobilized, his body is turbulent as a flood tide, his blood is strong, and the sun is fiery as a stove.

His eyes are as cold as a cold knife, and he does not give in.

Results, next second...

Pong!!

The Big Stone Buddha actually collapsed, collapsed, and let Fang Zheng this shot down an empty sky. The broken Big Stone Buddha had dozens of black ghost shadows in his body, trying to fall underground, away from this moment's body-burning rectitude like a fire stove bear.

That scene is like encountering a natural enemy.

Make birds and animals disperse.

Yin Yang Hand Stamp, a real gas whirlpool!!

The change before his eyes came too fast, the battle scene changed rapidly, Fang could not even think about the change before his eyes. He looked at the ghosts to run, rich experience in the field, and let him make instant muscle memory movements, the real qi in his body was frantically carried, violently turned into a powerful suction vortex, sucking back the ghosts in the air.

Fire knife method!!

The next moment, the palm knife breaks the air, the knife is like the wind, it belongs to the fast knife method fire knife method, instantly chopped out.

Because of the speed, the palm knife ignited the flame.

That's because the speed cuts the air, the intense friction, and the fine debris that floats in the air ignites.

Pom, pom, pom!

Pomp, pomp!!

Those ghosts were instantly slaughtered under Fangzheng's palm knife. These were all heavenly dog-grade ghosts. They crashed into the realm of this night trip, like a mantis knife, and the soul flew away.

+1 Normal Soul Qi! +1! +1!

In a few moments, 22 spirits were captured.

Until this moment, Fang Zheng only landed on the ground with two legs. He has figured out everything in front of him. He did not encounter any big stone Buddha at all!

Everything in front of me is a ghost!

He was obsessed with ghosts!

As to why the illusion did not attack itself at the last moment, Fangzheng glanced a little sharply to understand the reason.

He took the martial arts path.

Bloody as a fireplace, he was born to restrain these filthy ghosts. When he carried all his blood and the blood boiled like a bear fireplace, these ghosts could no longer resist and collapsed directly on their own.

With this in mind, Fang couldn't help but look down and just seized the joy of his soul. He suppressed him.

With him now fixed, he would actually be blindfolded by ordinary ghosts. This place, it's not as simple as imagined, it's definitely weird.

Thinking of this, Fang looked up and looked over the direction of the building. The exterior wall of the building was severely damaged, there were several huge caves, and a large number of glass curtain walls exploded… more soil fell under his feet, smashing a pit depression on the cement road. Obviously, these are all the destructive forces he created in his illusion.

But that's not what Fang is concerned about. He turned around and looked around too quietly.

He's making such a big scene here.

Not even one person came to check it out.

The policemen in charge of perimeter vigilance, local government officials… no one has appeared.

“Are you still blindfolded by ghosts? ”

Square frowned.

But when he operated his spiritual martial arts, his body was not monkeyed, indicating that he was not mired in the illusion of the spiritual world.

He was looking at the building behind him. Instead of entering again, he turned back to the perimeter of the police cordon. He wanted to confirm his assumptions and see if he was still obsessed with ghosts.

As a result, no matter how he walked, it was as if he could never get to the end. How could he not see the line of alert raised by the police?

Heavy rain in the sky is still loud.

Around dark, sinking.

Can't see the contours of distant buildings.

You can only see dark, blurry architectural fiction.

“Looks like... we've really met a ghost this time... another ghost blindfold, another ghost beating the wall, I can't even see the breakage...”

“It seems that if we don't find that ghost behind the scenes this time, we won't be able to leave alive today...”

Square whispers.

Just thinking, still exploring whether there are boundaries, suddenly!

He glanced.

On the street in front of me, there was a shared bike upside down with a ladies' handbag hanging from the handlebars.

Just at this time…

Knock, knock! Boom!

It was raining black and the sound of kicking the ball was coming.

A boy, appearing on the corner of the dark streets, was alone in the rain, alone kicking the little leather ball… knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock sque foot.

“Stay and play little leather balls. ”

Behind the square, a cold, emotionless boy's voice sounded. The boy who had been kicking a little leather ball in front of him sometime appeared strangely behind the square.

But the next moment!

Blood in the square, masculine blood like a stove affixed to ice and snow... normal soul Qi +1.

Fang continues to walk...

“Dead people get dirty, living people marry corpses, old dogs dig graves, eat live food, shady people ask for directions, you know what it means to run into one of them? ”

This time it's two dead bodies...

“One... two... three, we're all scarecrows, don't talk, don't move, don't walk, don't laugh, ah, I'm sore, I'm sore... I got you, it's your turn to be scarecrow...”

This time it's a painful scarecrow...

Fangzheng walked all the way, harvesting ordinary soul qi all the way.

He didn't have to do it at all, he just lit the blood inside his body, and all these ghost systems appeared in their original form, which was just a ghost blindfold illusion, transforming into a ghost he had encountered before.

“It's getting interesting...”

Right in front of you, that shopping building appears again.