Here Lies The Wicked

Even if the Pope had been heavily traumatized beforehand, it would still be impossible to see the enemy properly.

The true qi that enters the Pope's body, like a mud cow into the sea, is severely obstructed.

This is repression from the realm.

Even in the late evening swim, the Phantom King is too much stronger than the old corpseman, too much!

Even if he had a better knife, everything would have been suppressed by the Pope at a faster pace.

But Fang Zheng did not fall, for a moment he could not help the Phantom King, nor could the Phantom King quickly end the battle.

In this way, it seems that the monster monster monster King, under the fate of the corpse's old man, was severely injured before, and did not have any effect on the monster monster monster monster king.

Finally!

In a fierce slaughter, the party is seizing an opportunity. First, the air illusion wandered through the monster king's trick, deceiving him to open the door wide.

Blood cloud three knives!

Five dirty things!

Pfft!

The blood knife is famous for its creepy knife. The fleshy chest wound of the Phantom King was severely struck by a knife. The blade was burning hot and burning, causing the wound of the Phantom King to tear open a bigger opening, and the bleeding could not be stopped for a while.

Sudden injuries.

Even hotter and more genuine, the internal flesh exposed after invading the wound reveals a painful colour on the face of the Phantom Corpse.

The motion in your hand is slightly inaccurate.

But it was this slight delay that was caught by Fang Zheng acutely. At that time, the blade cut the air very quickly, friction burned the flame, and in a second, dozens of flame knives poured out like volcanic eruptions.

Boo! Boo!

Slowly, the trick fell into the wind, and the party was pressing down. The monster king could barely resist the flame hurricane, which fell like a storm, with a superalloy spear.

Knock, knock! Boom!

The Phantom of the Corpse continued to retreat, stepping out of the pit on the ground every step of the way, because he was gradually unable to withstand the increasingly heavy knife on the square knife.

Finally!

The speed of the Freak King can no longer keep up with the increasing speed of the Flame Knife, pounding, the fleshy chest, can't seem to withstand a flame knife once a storm chopped, clicking!

The sound of a broken bone!

At this time, the blood in the square boiled, quickly transported, the body qi and blood turned into a bear fire stove, and the yang fire on the shoulder appeared, because he carried the internal qi and blood to the extreme, the yang fire burned in the bear, only to see his left hand knotted fist prints, fist prints Ho Ho, strange and unpredictable, but released fist justice, to the smell of Yang to Gang, if the mythical ancient god is knotting fist prints, the smell is unnamed, to suppress the evils of the world.

Voldemort Vajra!

Fangzheng's "Voldemort Print" has already been strengthened to the extreme of nine, and further, it must rely on special symbols to advance.

So you can imagine how horrible a boxing wind he had on his fist prints when he blew out this fist, coupled with his own heroic and hegemonic power.

Boom!

In an instant, the square power surged, flashing brilliant rays in place, and the ruins at the foot caused thousands of waves.

Just a short time ago, Fang Zhengwo attacked the monster monster king. At this moment, he flew out at a faster rate of terror.

Pfft!

But at the same time, Fang Zheng also flew out, opening a blood hole in his abdomen, coughing blood in his mouth, pale face a few points.

Turns out, in the moment of the last confrontation, both adopted the same method of attribution, and they did not give in to each other. The blood hole on the belly of the square was punched through by the last punch of the monstrous corpse pope.

In the wound alone, there was a rapid spread of highly toxic corpse venom, but it was quickly suppressed and the blood flow stopped.

It's Angry Death Transformation!!

On the other hand, it uses corpse gas to rebuild itself and accelerate the healing speed of its wounds.

But the Phantom Wounded is worse!

His chest was wounded and wounded. His ribs were cracked. He was madly struck at close range by 800 wounded enemies. A large amount of blood collapsed and several ribs were broken directly.

But this is not the worst.

The worst part is that all the demons in the world are evil Ke Xing only because of their new-to-Yang energy! The wound was burning, and Zulu smelled like a nasty corpse.

Although there is real qi in the square in the rapid healing wound, but he was so badly wounded, Fang is still unwell. He has no strength to speak, pale face, constantly dripping cold sweat, but he has no fear and retreat, and once again the fierce burst of momentum turned to the monster king.

Today!

Nobody can stop him from taking the sarcophagus!

“Kill!! ”

The square is like the toughest rock in the ocean, killing it out.

Knock, knock! Knock! The ground trembles beneath your feet, like a barbaric elephant treading on the ground, and the momentum is killing you violently.

The Phantom King had just tried to lift a short spear to catch the correct knife of the shield. Suddenly, the Phantom King appeared abnormal. His original picture of a man and a woman, a living man and a dead man's face, actually changed. The woman's death on the dead man's face began to spread rapidly, quickly devouring the living man's face on the right.

And the face of the Phantom of the Corpse reveals a very divine color of pain.

Once again, the Phantom of the Corpse failed to reborn, his body was incomplete, and he was continuously severely traumatized. Finally, the body gas in his body could not stop the outbreak, his body was in trouble, his body breath and thoughts were disturbed, and the short spear in his hand forgot the knife in the front hand.

Yin and yang are separated.

This is the world order.

Fang gazed indifferently and seized the opportunity in time, wanting a knife hole through the bosom of the Phantom of the Corpse, Pfft!

As a result, the knife blade pierced half the way, and the monster prince's palm grabbed the knife blade dead and pinched it, and couldn't get in.

Z.!

The fiercely poisonous corpse poison in the hands of the king is corrosing the wrong silver knife.

But Fang couldn't care less.

He couldn't even pull the knife. Release the wrong silver knife directly in his palm. His arms were covered in pure sunburning heat. Pfft! Poop, straight through the Pope's chest.

Blood in the body!

Junyang Jingqi!

The double runs to the extreme, causing fatal damage to the Phantom King.

“Ah…”

The monster king roared in pain, but he just roared in pain. Boom!

- Head hammer!

The roar stopped!

Fang Zheng's hard head, smashed hard on the face of the Phantom King, instantly, flesh flying across.

On the weak side of the Phantom King, the enemy finally finds out the weakness of the other party. The right idea is simple, while you are ill to kill you, since you cannot separate your hands, then put the Phantom King firmly in your arms, bang! Boom!

One head hammer after another!

The scene was bloody as flesh and blood broke through the bones.

Boom! Boom!

I don't even know how many times I've hammered my head, maybe dozens! Maybe hundreds! Finally, he was poured on his face by cold liquid, which slowly calmed him down and stopped the hammer.

The head of the Phantom King in his hand has been diluted, his cheeks have been deeply depressed, all kinds of blood stains and unknown liquids can no longer be seen along the human nose, eyes, mouth outflow, even the neck bone has been broken by him, his neck is unable to lean back.

With a green soul, it rises from the Phantom King and is sucked by the human skin scripture.

The Phantom is dead!

Live was smashed to death by Fang Zheng's hammer!

Until then, a short period of weakness, severe pain and dizziness, attacked the upper body, square only found that his arms were corroded by the highly poisonous corpse gas in the Phantom King's body, and his blood was drained, and his skin was gone.

Especially the blood hole in the stomach, which is the most seriously injured.

“This is a terrible battle! ”

Fang was throwing down the body in his hand, holding on to the body pain, trying to recover the wrong silver knife, and found that even the wrong silver knife had been corroded into several pieces by the cadaver gas, and the sharp and cold light was no longer there.

Knife, completely destroyed.

Even the short spear that fell on the ground was made of superalloy, and was cut off by the wrong silver knife because of the previous intense battle. Obviously, the spear is ruined, too.

Next, Fang is biting his teeth, quickly take out the pre-prepared wound medicine, upgrade it to a precious medicine, and sprinkle the trauma medicine on the flesh and blood of his arms.

Then he swallowed several pieces of meds for internal injuries.

When the wound was healed by one person, Fang went in the direction of hiding the sarcophagus with pale face.

When the sarcophagus was found, the square was pale and weak on his face, he withstood the tearing pain of skin on his arms, revealing a gentle smile.

“Let's go, we're home! ”

Blood on both arms lifted the sarcophagus in spite of the pain, intending to leave the blessing directly.

This sarcophagus has already been his greatest reward for this trip to Bliss.

The whole of Fortune, taken together, is less important to him than this sarcophagus.

Nothing can compare!!

However, before leaving, it was decided to destroy the Great Stone Buddha.

The Great Stone Buddha disappeared when he was passing through the rubble dust caused by the war and re-establishing his position!

It was supposed to be a giant stone Buddha situated in the ruins of a temple, but sometime, God's unwittingly disappeared!

It's exactly as it was in Lake Dragon!

Stone Buddha that big, no one can see how it disappears!

Just like those who disappeared, silent and weird disappeared!

All that remains is empty space.

Fang immediately discolored, his mouth yelled a damned word, he did not have a second delay, withstood physical pain, lifted heavy sarcophagus to quickly leave here.

Yet!

Fang was just about to leave, there was a deep, remote, dark, horrible cold breath like the ocean, like the dark tide rolling from all sides.

It's too strong.

“Sylvester… like… 23619; …"

Vacant, extra quiet, reaching out into the invisible night, suddenly singing the array like a scripture whispering, as if the myriad of poisonous insects were spreading the sound of a symphony, as if it were a subtle whisper coming from behind.

Damn it!

The old Devil Buddha is alive!

Where does Fang dare to delay, endure severe internal pain, force luck, true air flow to the underfoot meridian, and flee immediately.

But it's just fleeing, Boom-Boom!

The mountain shock was worse than the explosion of Tianlei by the ear, and all the residual walls, ruins, shrines, and rocks around it flew to the sky and were torn to pieces in the frightening wind.

The top of the mountain seemed to be swept away.

How incredibly destructive!

This scene makes people sweat!

Only in the dust, a giant blue-faced big stone buddha pulled out of the dust covered in ash!