Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 624: Savadica?

Are we going to imitate the myth "Buddha on all sides”?

But Buddha is good.

There are three dead faces in front of me. Obviously they are called ghosts!!

Faced with this increasingly bizarre and frightening scene, everyone can no longer calm down: “‘Dare’, what is going on with these three dead faces on your scalp? ”

“Dare” didn't hide it, because he knew very well that since he had been exposed today, and wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it anymore, so there was no direct explanation to hide: “The detailed explanation is a little complicated, in short, these are the three landings I practiced. ”

“This is the face of three nightwalkers. I killed three nocturnal masters and cut off their faces to practice my flying spell. ”

When you say "dare”, you say something amazing.

“Dare” goes on to explain: “The person behind this corpse scent, it's not easy, if you use a common curse, it shouldn't work, so I intend to fly down with these three nocturnal faces! These three nocturnal faces, the stronger they were, the greater the fluctuation of the energy magnetic field after death, the more angry they are, even if they encounter the midnight master, they need to be hit by my head lowering technique! ”

“I don't believe it. The three landed together, like the curse of the late night trip, can't kill the one behind the scent of the corpse and avenge my brother! Blood debt!! ”

“Dare," he said with hatred and resentment.

Everyone looked ugly when they heard how powerful the landing was.

Isn't it true that if “dare” start a frenzy, no one here can resist this curse?

However, looking at the hesitation and hesitation before “dare”, does it look like there are significant after-effects to this flydown technique?

Next, "dare” to begin the spell.

See, the three ghostly faces on his scalp actually survived. When the three dead faces flew up, people saw the disgusting images that they couldn't eat for three days.

The area of the scalp beneath the dead face has rotted, the flesh is blurred, and various poisonous insects are climbing in and out of the flesh tissue beneath the scalp.

Others who were also interested in the flying technique saw this disgusting, numb scene of scalp, which was no longer of any interest.

Even watching it hurts for "dare”.

At this time, everyone is bright... without having to “dare” explain, they can also guess what the after-effects of practicing this surging technique are...

At the same time, people are beginning to expect that the after-effects of this surgery are so horrible, the curse power must also be remarkable, this time there must be a great deal of certainty to kill the person behind the scent of the corpse!

Ask yourselves, they encountered these three skinned dead faces from the night swimmer, I'm afraid they are less fierce...

Just...

Ah! Aah!

Three stinging ears can burst the sharp screams of ordinary people's eardrums, just flew into the illusion of three dead faces, and they actually flew back as fast as they fled.

Let's wait for everyone to react. Boom! Boom!

Three dead faces, when the sky exploded.

Pfft!

“Dare” a big bite of blood erupted, dipped red in the chest clothes, then people straightened down, life and death unknown.

……

+1 Special Soul Qi.

Fang Zheng was stunned first, then overjoyed.

Three strands of special soul qi, is equivalent to thirty strands of ordinary soul qi, plus just now someone constantly gave him wool, ordinary soul qi, also his special soul qi, in just a few minutes has cut four strands of special soul qi, just thirty strands of ordinary soul qi, nothing is more comfortable than lying here to earn money.

Fang Zheng minded the beauty.

This is not yet a triumph of corpse scent.

Fang suddenly thought that the ghost of the shrine was quite good. The shrine was too big and coarse.

At this time, the fragrance of fortune in Square's hands continues to die with the old pair of corpses. Gradually, the illusion in front of Square's eyes shows a sense of cleavage, the orientation of the corpse fragrance slowly emerges from the water.

At the same time, he finally found traces of the ghost of the shrine, which was indeed with the scent of the dead heart.

And in the meantime...

+1 Normal Soul Qi from the Curse.

……

The spirit of the curse, like toothpaste squeezing, although much slower and less frequent than before, like an offensive to probationary attack, still brings him a lot of benefits and adds six ordinary symbols to the human skin scripture.

The war between the two incenses is still going on.

But as it gradually enters the late stages, the location of the corpse fragrance gradually becomes clear. When you see a statue of Buddha lying around the fragrance of the body, Fang immediately knows where it is!

Buddha Temple!

It's a temple!

But in the position of the ghost of the shrine and the scent of the dead heart, just exposed, the mutation burst!!

In that military tent near the ruins of the Temple of Basuko, the old Dragon Lady Pivot, who had been blind, opened his eyes. The holy monk seemed to have mastered everything, calmly glancing through the void, first looking towards the right position...

Then looking in the direction of the Buddha Temple...

It was at this time that the battle between the two incenses had come to an end, and the scent of fortune once again accounted for more than half the cheap advance burning of the scent of the corpse, dragging the scent of the corpse alive. When the last fragrance of the body burned out, and the moment Mars was extinguished, the ghost-walled illusion in front of Fang Fang disappeared.

It's strange today that the ghost of the shrine no longer replenishes the scent of the corpse, and sits there watching the scent of the corpse burn out... because the scent of the corpse is exhausted? Fang Zheng just got up, fiercely, he seemed to feel something, looked up at the sky.

He saw an old Siam monk treading in the air, whose clothes were hunted and sounded by the wind in the air, killing directly in the direction of the Buddha Temple.

On that old monk, Fang sensed a fluctuation in terror energy, which is unpredictable beyond the limits, and this old monk is definitely Siam's true strong man!

“Has this Siam master finally been moved to suppress the ghost of the shrine hiding in the Baidu Temple?” Square and square.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from the Curse as you ponder.

Mm-hmm.

Fang was interrupted by thought, then he noticed that at the street in front of him, a group of people were staring at him with bad eyes. At a rough glance, there were at least 40 or 50 people, all dressed in Siam clothes. In particular, he also saw a man dressed like a stone age primitive caveman, carrying a leather bag with a big ugly yellow tooth.

The ordinary soul, just one of them, is cursing him.

Right under the prop suit helmet, a little confused for a moment. Look at the viciousness on these people's faces and the itchy look on their teeth. How much revenge is this? How does it feel like I'm the one who brutalized you and pulled a whole bunch of hatred?

Especially the big yellowtooth savage, who seems to hate him? There was a fire coming out of my eyes.

Fang Zheng glanced slightly, looked at the group of 40 and 50 people, then fluently spoke only one sentence of Siam, and tried to say hello to the other side.

“Savadica? ”