Here Lies The Wicked

At this time, the corpse old man, has eaten the right formula.

No wonder she did.

Because of the battle between the two incenses, the heart of the second corpse is still burning slowly, and the heart of the corpse is calmer than the old man's.

On the opposite side, the incense of fortune burns faster every second.

The scent of the corpse in the hands of the corpse's old man finally took advantage of orthodoxy.

It's like a fight between folk and the Orthodox Gate, not being born on a scale.

Fang was stunned.

Because biting dogs don't scream!

Wait a minute.

What's wrong with Fang Zheng?

But I can't care less, I've been holding back on the way to rectification, finally strengthening a new scent of fortune, preparing for a desperate rectification, this time the number of times the scent of fortune has been enhanced, is unprecedented!

“Corpse, would you dare if I called you?” Square waist rod pulled up and drank loudly.

The corpse's old man wanted to try to see what Fang was up to. However, an ancient golden clock, covering Fang Zheng, golden glow, making people unable to see directly, the outside world could not see its inner situation.

“Huh, don't you dare! ”

“My wife is here today, let's see what else you can do besides those lucky scents that aren't even imitations! ”

The corpse's old mouth said that she was not afraid of square square, but when she thought of meeting square, she must have had bloody luck. She had never discussed cheap square once. There was really too much weirdness on square body. The corpse's old voice had already had some psychological shadow. Therefore, when the corpse's old voice had just fallen, she saw the second corpse's heart in the incense oven, and there was one more.

Three corpses are burning!!

This is all the owners of the corpse, and there is no more scent left on them.

Every time I think about eating so much in the hands of Fang Zheng, I can't wait to get rid of Fang Zheng right away.

And the three corpses came out perfumed, and the results appeared.

The fragrance of fortune appeared slightly, and the sparkling fireworks of fortune began to be pressed back.

But the old corpse didn't have time to rejoice. The next second, an incredible scene happened!

The flames are like wolf smoke, straight for the rollers!

Originally a slight scent of luck, the fireworks suddenly rolled like wolf cigarettes all over the sky, and the whole way was like a broken bamboo rush to the scent of a corpse stuck in the incense burner.

Lucky Jedi killed him!

The three corpses on the other side smelled like hearts, and they actually started burning at the speed of the socket.

Though the direct stop waist without the crushing power broke three incenses, the blink alone was a short rapid burning speed, scaring the corpse to death.

People are afraid of three lengths and two shorts!

The incense is the worst!

The gap between the two short and long periods is more pronounced with this sudden acceleration of combustion, which separates two burning corpses.

Burning incense is most abhorrent because it is a sign of imminent distress!

Faced with the fragrance of the corpse, the dead man suddenly went silent and quiet. But at this moment, the scent of luck rose and the long smoke suddenly differentiated into a tiny strand, breaking the ghost striking the wall on the square back, a dark and coffin-colored shrine cabinet, not knowing when, Ghost Qi Sen stood on the square back.

Dark and unseen, in the invisible shrine cabinet, a dead, thin arm stretched out, with sharp air hissing, which is the abnormal noise caused by the extremely fast friction of the air, one hand, has been slapped towards the right back.

Ta-da!

A long, loud banging bell sounded, deafening, and a circle of visible shock waves exploded in the air.

But then, click! Pong!

Pfft!!

The golden bell cover was smashed with one hand, even though he practiced martial arts all the time, his flesh was stronger than the normal practitioner's square, and his back was still torn apart by a claw with five bloody traces.

In an instant, a highly poisonous corpse poison invades the flesh, corrupts life and destroys body function and the very foundation of life.

Fang Zheng's head is heavy!

Even the golden clock cover in the most glorious state can't stop the hand of the corpse old man, this corpse old man has definitely reached the realm of the late night trip!

Otherwise, there's no way to break his golden clock cover!

Is this the strength of old antiques, old monsters, that survived the last era? With more revivals, more and more old antiques will come back! Higher and higher!

Fang was calm and calm, without panic, his breath was transformed.

Angry Death Transformation!

The corpse venom on the back wound turns into pure Qi and becomes a supplementary food for Qi.

It's a long story, but everything happens only for a moment! Fang immediately responded. His body with a knife was like a cyclone. The knife came out too fast to be captured by the human eye. Without dragging the water back, he chopped it behind his back in an attempt to strike him in the palm of his hand again.

Because the knife came out too fast, even the blade swept up a raging wind.

Boom!

The ground exploded under the square foot, and the air shook open a circle of air waves, sweeping across all directions and splashing large quantities of earth.

Fang Zheng's sword was caught!

Fearless.

The muscles on the arm, a piece of bulge, the blues raised like a dragon, the body pounded true qi along the knife, with the huge force on the arm, a knife came out!

The speed-cutting knife storms directly in place!

As the knife comes out faster and faster, even the blade lights the air, ignites the hot, hot flames.

Each sword of Fang Zheng tried to capture the physical weakness of the corpse old man, but the boundary gap was too great. He tried Bailing's true temper to detect the enemy. Finally, today, he failed!

Bite your teeth.

With a breath in his chest, he was still breathing. He had to fight, he couldn't retreat.

Once you're out of breath, you die.

Fang can only hope for the scent of fortune. He hopes to drag the scent of fortune into the dead scent, and he will not die in the hands of the corpse first.

“Brother Xiang! Today is life or death, but it's all up to you! ”

The knife in square hands, do not dare to be lazy, the knife is coming out faster and faster, the true qi and blood in the body, fast running, his superficial skin is getting hotter and hotter, red, a yang fire on his shoulder, automatic appearance.

He was constantly correcting the corpse's old breath, and immediately detected a slight anomaly... the corpse's movement showed a brief stagnation?!

Fang Zheng's spirit was vibrating, and his eyes were full of joy.

People have three fires.

Left shoulder, right shoulder, and head top, respectively.

The overhead is particularly important.

If the fire is bright, the ghost charm cannot be close, and the evil cannot be invaded.

The physically weak are prone to trance and illness.

At this moment, he, his body is full of blood like a fire stove, the corpse husband is evil charm, Yangxiaoben is these ghost grass stars, so at this time, the corpse husband old, like a cold ice actively affixed to the burning fire stove, extremely uncomfortable.

Realm suppression and nature, two phases offset, finally the party is seizing the opportunity!

How dare you!

Vulnerability strike!

The knife in your hand, the knife is raging, friction is getting faster and faster in the air, with a burning flame of heat, click!

The old corpse's arm was cut open by a flaming knife, and the old corpse screamed in pain.

But then there was a palpitation, dark, cold breath, locking the square, this powerful breath, from the corpse old man in the shrine cabinet!

Fang Zheng gazed and the mysterious corpse who had never appeared in the front was about to come out!