Here Lies The Wicked

Square eyes reveal a harsh color.

Trying not to hide.

“Die! ”

Boom! Boom!

“Die! Die! Go to hell! ”

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Fang squared his palms around the neck of the old man on the hunchback. Lift the old man on the hunchback and hit him again on the ground.

The whole cell was trembling violently because of the enormous power on his arm.

Hit the old hunchback on the floor again and again.

The ground was vibrated once.

At the same time, angry death!

His body was severely traumatized by the resistance of the old man on the hunchback. The pain in his mouth was boring, but in his hand was to grab the old man on the hunchback.

But Fang is like a fierce beast, which is to bite you to death, a life-for-life desperate fight.

The old man with the hunchback is stronger than him. Once the old man with the hunchback escapes from his palm, the next time he wants to grab the old man with the hunchback, it will only be harder.

So Square can only come up with a life-for-life, life-for-life fight.

Every time an old hunchback fights back, the other party's righteous soul causes great damage.

The old man on the hunchback responded quickly, causing severe injuries to the square abdomen, legs, arms, head, but under the angry death, the damaged soul was quickly healing again.

Boom!

The vibrations in the cell continue.

Tall black monkeys, big five fingers, like a giant pinching a little wild chicken, repeatedly brutally smashing the old man on the hunchback.

And the fierce resistance of the old man on the hunchback fell on the square, causing huge damage to the soul, while also serving as a food for his soul.

“Go to hell! ”

“Go to hell! ”

The old man on the hunchback was being forced to rub constantly on the ground. The angry death conversion was not delayed for 0.1 seconds, and he ran wildly in his body.

Under this elimination, finally, the old man with the hunchback can not take the lead, his speed of counterattack and counterforce, is slowing and weakening.

The party is squeezing his neck tightly, smashing his torn body, recovering slowly...

Finally!

Boom!

With the last, the humpback old man's body broke apart in pieces that were no longer overburdened.

At the same time, there is a gray-white soul, rising from a torn hunchback old man, breaking through the mysterious space barrier and flying far into the sky.

+1 Special Soul Qi from Old Camelback.

In the shady world, the soul Qi was captured. Fang was not the first experience. He looked at the gray soul Qi in front of him. He knew that the spiritual Qi was eventually absorbed by the human skin scriptures on his outside body.

Ha, ha, ha...

He gasped heavily and began to calm down slowly.

“Fortunately... for more than a dozen days of madness in spiritual martial arts, the soul is strong, and the skin is thicker. Otherwise, this victory is really hard to say. ”

Fang couldn't help but be thankful for his early preparation.

“Of course… the most important thing is that I am in the spiritual world and can return blood infinitely! ”

The battle, though seemingly easy, is actually not easy at all.

Fang Zheng dared to trade his life for a brutal beating, because he saw that this is the spiritual world, not the real body, without the body dragging, without the fatal injury of the body, he dared to dry hard with the old man on the hunchback.

If in the reality of the outside world, the party is about to use this lifeless method, I don't know how many times I have been killed by the old hunchback.

“Soul qi...”

“It doesn't look like it's all a loss...”

After Fang was rehabilitated, he looked at the cell where the door was open and was ready to walk out of the cell and began to explore the dungeon.

“Why didn't Mother Ghost show up today? ”

Fang was taking this suspicion with him. After he walked out of the cell, he first glanced at the left and right sides, and then walked to the upper hangman opposite the cell.

The upper hanger's back was facing the other side, still two legs slipped in the air, the other side was sinking, then the upper hanger's body, turned around.

I don't know!

Just now Fang was turning the body of the hanger, a long thing of orangutan, with an invisible fiction, rushed towards the door of his face.

Very fast!

Near you, almost instantly, rush to the front door.

But Fang was as if it had been predicted long ago. His body just wandered off and avoided the sneak attack of the scarlet. If you look closely, it was actually the long tongue sticking out by the hangman.

The student was weak and slapped directly into a spinning spinning spinner.

Afterwards, a gray-colored soul floated from the upper hanging book.

Huh?

Watching the ordinary soul flying from the upper hanging book student, the mind moves.

Do you think killing old hunchbacks and these scholars will get your soul?

With this in mind, Fang is immediately happy.

That's good news.

As for the reasons for this, one looks slightly at it and has some idea.

The ancient obsession that gave birth to this dungeon should be very powerful, even though not knowing how many years after his death, only a little unconscious obsession remained, for him it was incredibly powerful.

And he's like a parasite growing from the inside of his body, eating away a little bit of the obsession of this old strong man.

Of course, it's just a personal guess.

Perhaps there are other possibilities.

But for the moment, this conjecture is more likely.

Next, the party is beginning to search the examination room where the hanging scholar is located. Except for turning to a blank exam, nothing of value has been found.

There was no harvest after the search.

“No wonder scholars hang themselves… turns out to be a leech of white rolls. ”

With disappointment, Fang is beginning to walk towards the lung schoolteacher.

“Cough, cough, cough...”

Pulmonary scholars are still coughing painfully.

Just walking past the wooden slab in the compartment, he saw that the lung scholar was frantically mutilating himself.

With a dagger in his hand.

Man is like a cruel, bloody butcher.

With the dagger in his hand, he was ripping himself open.

It was a pale, pale, eyeless book face. The book stared at Fangzheng empty-handed and held a bloodstained dagger.

“Have you seen my heart? ”

“Cough, cough, cough... is this a heartbeat? ”

“Cough... is this my heart? ”

……

Pulmonary scholars cut an organ out of his body and put blood Lin Lin on the table so that she could help him identify which was his heart and liver.

Cut the organs and cough painfully.

This is where the painful cough of a lung scholar comes from.

“Why do you have to find your heart? ”

“How much do you know about this place? ”

“Weren't all the candidates who took part in KAC here dead? Was there an evil spiritual incident in this courtroom? ”

“Why don't you tell me the answer and I'll help you find it. ”