Here Lies The Wicked

Fang turned to look at the man who appeared in front of the pavilion.

But the memories of the evil spirits of the underworld have always been blurred and blurred for that man.

You can only recognize strong limbs and strong stature.

He is about 190 to 200 cm tall.

Standing among these villagers is remarkable.

But it's really the most impressive.

It's the mask on the man's face.

It's a half-faced ghost face, with cheeks, nose and mouth all covered by a ghost mask, only eyes, and a third eye on the forehead.

It's a very evil third eye.

When the party was planning to approach the three-eyed man and prepare to look closely, the mutation suddenly burst.

With the words of the third eyed man, the mute woman who was being sentenced to skin-skinned lynching, with a grudgingly silent roar, all the villagers in front of her, instantly all exploded into dust particles, the world in front of her was darkened.

This dark abyss is like the desperate inner world of a mute woman at this moment.

Golden clock cover! Hardening!

Ho!

In the whistling sound of the Dragon Tiger, Fang thought and did not want to, directly opened the protective gold clock cover.

Pause.

He was like a round of golden days, burning in the darkness, and the flames of gold lit up this dark corner of the human heart.

Just like the last rays of sunshine in the darkest dawn, keep your conscience alive.

Boo!

A bloody shadow flashed over the gold clock cover of the square watch, cutting out intense Mars.

Fang Zhengwei did not move.

Not right away.

Heh, heh!

Boo!!

Mars is cutting faster and more frequently.

Suddenly!

A real whirlpool!

Finally, he caught a glimmer of opportunity, his left hand five fingers buttoned into a tiger claw, and sucked vigorously into the darkness where the golden flame could not shine.

The evil spirit of the underworld is like a straw that is tightly sucked by a water vortex, and in a moment, the uncontrolled speed flies in the right direction.

Knock, knock! Boom!

At the same time, Fangzheng took a few steps directly under his feet, the force was fierce, the foot was amazing, the next moment, a forward elbow hit, bang!

When this elbow hit the underworld evil spirit, his body was heavily struck into a U-shape, and he was then hit out faster than ever before.

But the next moment!

A real whirlpool!

Five-finger grip again, suck hard.

The evil spirits of the underworld weapon that were originally crashed out in the air, and the body stagnated in the air. This powerful inertial tear between the flightbackwards and stagnation caused the evil spirits of the underworld to fall into a brief imbalance, unable to react in time to the correct killing.

Boo!

Already approaching the square, the left five fingers wrapped around the Evil Spirit's neck, and a black smoke burst into the Evil Spirit's neck.

With an unpleasant burning odor.

That is the fiery heat on the square arm, pure and genuine, is eroding and burning with the pubic gas on the neck of the evil spirit of the underworld.

It's like throwing a piece of cloth into a burning fireplace.

Boom!!

The next moment, the blue muscles burst into the arms, hooking the evil neck of the underwater device, pushing hard to the ground all the time.

A loud explosion.

The back of the underworld evil spirits is heavily smashed to the ground.

Pfft!

The evil spirits of the underwear dressed like a bloody dowry actually burst apart on the ground, just like the ghost that Fang faced in Chen Zhixiang's family earlier.

A mute woman in a bloody wedding dress instantly explodes into a split human leather jacket.

That's not a puppy dress.

It's actually a man-skin wedding dress.

Since the attack, and now, Fang has not said a word.

All the way!

He did it in silence!

Fire knife!

9981 knife fast knife, instantly dance as a wind wall with no ventilation, quickly cut the air wind to help the fire, the more burning the hot fire wind, the fragmented human skin wedding clothes fragment, lit on the spot.

Porso.

Porso.

Pieces of human leather wedding dress, lit, burned, turned into black fly ash with an unpleasant smell of corpse.

Boom!!

A loud and shocking noise, the last knife of the 9981 knife, was being severely smashed by the side.

High temperature flames, transformed into two large flame waves, with hot flames, pressed to both sides, such as flame wings, sweeping over the skins of others attempting to escape.

Pong, Pong! Pong!

The sky is filled with flying ash.

The evil spirits of the underworld outburst into strong resentment because of the pain. The resentment became the ghost of the wolf's cry. The shadow wind extinguished the flames of the sky.

But even so, half of the pieces of a man's leather dowry still fail to escape the scope of a flame knife.

But Fang Zheng didn't have time to breathe back. The shadow at his feet suddenly stretched like a ghost charm indefinitely, and then projected onto a wall.

It's the walls of the pavilion.

The shadow projected on the bright wall is the square shadow, but what appears on the wall is the shadow of a long-haired woman.

That woman's shadow is making a silent angry growl.

Next second.

The woman raised her right hand and slashed her left arm hard.

Meanwhile, Fang was noticing a strange feeling coming from his right hand. He held the right hand of the ghost knife and actually had the urge to cut off his left arm.

The scene in front of him reminded the party of the ghosts under his feet as he walked through the shady water jail.

Those ghosts are shifting acquiescence, dark pollution like boiling frogs in warm water, sucking a person dry.

The evil spirits of the underworld in front of them are used to control the shadows of others. Their abilities are even weirder and more defensive.

But there is an experienced correction, a stare.

The expression on his face was calm and comfortable.

“Angry Death Transforms! ”

For a second.

There is an extremely hidden force of evil in the body, which is used as food to nourish the true Qi loss in the square body.

The underworld spirits on the walls want to struggle, scream in pain, open their dark and dark mouths, and roar in silent pain.

Seems like she's feeling it.

She will not escape her doom today.

“To dust, to dust, to dust, to go, to leave unduly. ”

“Mute, I know that you have resentment in your heart, resentment for the man who killed your fiancé, resentment for pushing you step by step into the abyss of despair, resentment for the man who killed your fiancé, deceived you, and refined you into the evil spirit of the underworld...”

“I promise you, I'll find that man! ”

“This man, the pusher behind the scenes, turns man into an undercover device! Must die!”

Pong!!

SPECIAL Soul Qi +1 from Underworld Evil Spirit.

The monastery in front of him disappeared and he was standing again on the second floor of the hotel.

Faced with the capture of a special soul, Fang Zheng's face did not have joy. He held a ghost knife in his hand for a second and killed to the room where the old god stick was located.

When Fang Zheng opened the door and found the old god stick, he saw the four Zheng Yuxia men, and the foaming of his mouth passed out beside the knife box he left behind.

Even when they passed out, the four men still held their undying knife boxes.

So much saliva foam on the knife box.

With an unpleasant breath odor.

As for the old god stick, his ancestral robe had long been worn in reverse. The room was a mess. All the glass had already been smashed by the old god stick...