Here Lies The Wicked

The right thunder only temporarily deterred South-East Asians.

Soon, this group of Southeast Asians, trained like soldiers, looked at each other from the moment they returned to God in shock, and someone shouted:

“If the mission fails, the Western practitioners here will never let us go, and we will sit here and die, no doubt! Better get up and fight! ”

“Kill! There are so many of us here, one curse at a time, I don't believe it, he can carry the curse of so many of us all at once!! Either he dies today or we die!! ”

These South-East Asians are dying on their faces, and the fifty or sixty bow their heads, ready to cast a spell.

As for the Western practitioners, they were all brilliant. On the one hand, they were amazed at the astonishing force that the parties were displaying, and on the other hand, they were afraid of the curse of Southeast Asians, all of whom were calculating fishermen's profits.

Naturally, it would be best if they could kill all the Southeast Asians.

They are missing a concern and feel comfortable looking for a solution to their curse.

Even if it didn't kill these Southeast Asian monkeys, it didn't matter that they were killed backwards. Less than a superstar equals less than a strong competitor.

On the other hand, those Southeast Asian downers have begun to curse collectively.

This time, however, they learned a lot more, no longer holding the hand of Thunder Amber stone in their hands to cast the spell, but putting the Amber stone down to cast the spell.

“Everybody, don't panic! ”

“At my command... three... two... one, let's put a curse together!! ”

Wow!

The amber stones on the ground in front of the fifty and sixty people were all shining in a dark light... but the light just lit up, immediately like being strangled by an invisible pair of hands, suddenly stopping... then just seeing, bang! Boom!

These amber stones exploded in full swing, and the explosion was like dozens of grenades exploding simultaneously, smashing into dust.

Heran, the strange Phoenix Bride, once again standing quietly behind Fang, but her noise was not insignificant.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from Ghost Eye.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from Ghost Eye.

……

People in South-East Asia saw their amber stones all blown up, and their scalps were numb, like a basin of cool water poured from head to toe, unable to believe their eyes.

This…

Impossible! Dozens of people's curses don't work. How can they fight?

It's invincible!

Southeast Asian faces are appalled.

And the color of terror.

This guy is harder than wearing a turtle shell. Fighting this kind of person only makes you more suspicious of your life.

Not that they're afraid of dying.

Their professional training in the camps has long kept them from fear of death, which they fear is meaningless.

When people are hit hard, the choice of ostrich psychology does not believe that there is a wind awakener in Southeast Asia who controls the air flow, blows away the dust in front of them, and wants to see if the square can truly avoid dozens of curses.

Under the control of the Wind Awakener, fluctuations occurred in the magnetic fields of the heavens and the earth, causing a miniature hurricane to sweep away the dust and smoke in the air… At last, Southeast Asians saw the sight.

The next second, the faces of these people were filled with joy.

“He can't! He's losing it! ”

“It is true that so many people cast spells that quantity can also produce qualitative changes! ”

“Don't stop, let's take the chance to add another fire, we have to kill him here today! This man's abilities are weird, and his presence is bound to affect our plan! It's a nightmare for all our downers in Southeast Asia! ”

The South-East Asians were thrilled and morale was high, and decided to continue the curse.

As you can see, the situation seemed bad at the time when the original killer was heading toward their right direction. The situation should have given a sense of winter and the atmosphere seemed to show signs of stagnation, and the body shook right and left.

Looks like it's going to rock.

The next second you can't stop, you faint on the ground.

This scene immediately gave Southeast Asians confidence that, indeed, there is a limit to where so many super anti-heavenly men, individuals, come from.

The King of Stomach only eats one more barrel of rice than most people do.

I still don't believe it. Can you eat two barrels of rice?

Two barrels is not enough. Ten barrels!

“Kill them all! Keep dragging him down!! ”

The southeast Asian downers look excited, the amber stone is gone, then use other curses to gather together.

Seeing these Southeast Asian downers begin to make a difference.

A spell! Bug spell!

Flesh stitched doll!

Dead baby in formalin!

Dry black lamb corpse with twins in one piece!

All sorts of poisonous spell props lay out.

Despite all the excitement, the killers were promising, but they were not blinded by the victory in front of them, and no one was foolish enough to cast a spell with a blood spell.

They will not forget how the two companions were cursed to death.

Ghost bride now!

Boom! Boom!

All spell props self-destruct.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from Ghost Eye.

……

But these Southeast Asian downers are just like crazy, exhilarating faces, not sacrificing a cursed prop for the money.

Because they see that the square body is shaking much more.

They've pushed Fang right to the limit.

The ghost bride is back!

Boom! Boom!

All spell props blow up collectively again.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from Ghost Eye.

……

Boom! Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The fewer cursed props explode, so five or six times, there are only a few sporadic explosions left, and there are only a few digits left. That's because the cursed props on these people have drained the sky.

At this moment, these Southeast Asian heads down, pale and pale, are both distressed by their own bottoms and consumed by the continuous use of a curse.

Although it's just cursed props, they will consume more or less.

So much continuous consumption, so little gathering, put a lot of strain on their bodies.

However, from 10 minutes ago, the body was shaking, but after 10 minutes, the body never fell.

Every time you give the illusion that you're about to fall to the ground, but you always stand strong.

Also at this point, the body had been shaking straight, suddenly, the body was straight, the back was straight as if it had never been bent over the spine pulled out of the barrel, the body was straight, and the momentum was strong.

Now that the wool has become bald, the fat sheep have become skin-wrapped bones, and there is no need for the square to continue to disguise itself.

He regained his strength and regained his peak strength.

At this moment, the Southeast Asian practitioners don't understand, they have been deceived, what weakness!

What hurts!

What a crash!

What's pushed to the limit!

No, no, no! Everything is fake!

They have a desperate look on their faces.

“Liar! You big liar! ”

“You lied to us! ”