Here Lies The Wicked

The dead man was not an Oriental face, but a white Western.

This is actually an old, fat pope, wearing the Pope's remarkable, very clerical silk robe.

He was wearing a triple crown that belonged only to the Pope.

The western pope, waving his axe in his hand, was logging, and behind the western pope was a giant ship of recovery.

The ship is like a giant figure, standing in the heavens and the earth, small as dust beneath its feet.

The frontal side looked strangely at the western pope in front of him, as well as the big boat being built behind the western pope.

Isn't that the Noah Ark that God ordered us to build in Western mythology? The frontal color is strange in my mind.

The Western pope was still logging, as if he were never tired.

The square is clear.

This is Huangquan Road, or Ghost Road, which means that the Western pope is a famous dead man, a Western pope who crashed into the land of the East some time ago.

The western pope who fell in the east, no matter what the real spirit and the way Fang went, was always in front of him.

Square of alarm.

This fallen western pope, it seems... a little different?

After being so blocked off the road two or three times, Genghui finally stopped.

“The flesh is the ship, and the ship carries the people on board, off Yellow Springs Road… He is building the flesh, trying to resurrect it, and it looks like his flesh is halfway done. ”

Fang Zheng heard the news and was surprised.

The Noah Ark behind the Western Pope is the body of the Western Pope?

The Western Pope intends to emerge from Yellow Springs Road and resurrect in the real world?

None of these big-time characters are fuel-efficient lights, and one means comes out of all of them. People always say that people die like lights out, but even the Western pope does not save oil after death, and after death a lingering resentment is born, and wisdom is born, trying to revive the world.

Sneak up on Huangquan Road to build such a “Noah Ark”.

Fang quickly calmed down.

He began to look in his mind to see if any Western pope had died in the country since ancient times?

But it is doomed to have no answer.

There are so many secrets and histories in this world that ordinary people can never touch.

“It is only a grudge of death in another country to cross the sea. It is truly extraordinary to create half flesh on Huangquan Road. Such a man has also fallen. His time is certainly the best time for all kinds of gods to walk. ”

Xuan Ling's real person sends a voice of emotion and longing.

It's just that the voice has just fallen, the real spirit painting style has suddenly turned into a killing intent: “Good thing it was discovered early, it's not my kind of heterosexual race, leave him alone! ”

“Otherwise, let him truly build flesh and resurrect the world, and there will be another great enemy! ”

The Pope below is still logging.

Dol!

When an axe fell, suddenly, half the boat behind him lit a flame of bears.

“The fire of the divine soul ignites, hiding on Yellow Springs Road to cultivate a spiritual spirit, you must stay!” For the first time ever, the true face of the Xuan Spirit has changed.

“Fang Zheng, wait for the war, I may not be able to take care of you, you find yourself a chance to go out first, then go to cold tears to see the opportunity. If you encounter danger, bite the Todd's Ruihuang money in your mouth, your soul will return, and your soul will return to the outside world! ”

Xuan Ling's real person ordered him to answer, and he killed him.

Kill with the Western pope.

Pfft!

When Fu Yi fought, the western pope was directly beaten.

The fragile body of the Western pope, divided into two parts, grows two bodies, merging two bodies into one and turning into a giant three meters tall.

Then kill the Genghui real person.

As a result, the 3m giant was struck hard and easily killed by the Genghui Real People.

This time it was divided into four parts, men and women, not all the faces of the Western pope, and then merged into one, turning into a giant one-eyed giant of seven meters.

Boom!

Seven-metre giants are still invincible in front of their souls on day trips, followed by eight in one, this time fourteen-metre-tall female giants.

Boom!

After the female giant died, she split sixteen into one, this time a 29-metre giant angel.

Boom!

After the death of the giant angel, it split into thirty-two people, and became a bigger angel of the bird's head.

Thirty-two split into sixty-four.

Sixty-four divided into 128.

The Western pope was bizarre, as if he could never be killed, and every time he did, the number of people who split from his body doubled.

By then, it had divided a thousand people.

Especially the fire of the divine soul on the ship behind it, every time it is killed and divided, the fire of the divine soul grows by a fraction.

Like a bears golden flame burning on a big boat.

When it split to a thousand people, the giants stopped getting bigger and started shrinking every time.

Gradually change to normal height.

By this time, the Western Pope was no longer an angel of giants, but a giant monster whose whole body was pierced and wrapped with sharp barbed wire, wrapped around his head with a bunch of barbed wire, whose face was already fleshly blurred, completely blind to the original face more than 40 metres high.

There are countless piercing wires of blood and crushed flesh on the head, such as tens of thousands of tentacles, sweeping across the real spirit.

It took a minute for the Genghui to kill the giant monster.

After dying, the giant monster became a giant monster more than thirty meters tall with her whole head skin stripped off by Bloodline.

It took two minutes to kill this Xuan Ling real person.

Then he lost his head and nailed a giant rusty nail around his neck, a horrible monster with no head more than twenty meters high.

Uglier than one at a time, scarier.

And strength rises faster than a surge at a time.

And by this time, killing monsters has divided nearly 10,000 people.

Genghui looked at the Western Pope who could not be killed by all means, no matter how he tried, and he finally stopped rushing to find a way to break it.

“Eating other people's grudges on Yellow Springs Road? ”

“And then burn with the resentment of these men to ignite the fire of the divine soul on the great ship? ”

Xuan Ling's real person thought while dragging an ugly monster with a circle of nails around his neck, letting the party find the right opportunity to leave first.

The spare party is here, becoming his concern.

Fang Zheng also knew that he was forcibly staying. He would only drag Xuan Ling Real People, so that Xuan Ling Real People could not deal with the stronger and stronger Western Pope in front of him. Therefore, he stopped making love and found an opportunity to leave first.

Step alone in search of a cold cry.

And as Fang was leaving, Genghui's real man finally took out his hand and started the final fight with the monster, trying to kill the ship and extinguish each other's resurrection!