There was a cold breath, and someone trembled: "So courageous, still, are you still human..."
All the people present here are no strangers to the spirit of ghosts. Just now the middle-aged people obviously had a burst of boldness before death. Although it was only a moment, almost everyone felt the special feeling of that force. Eight
Sen cold, bloodthirsty, killing, and the most pure deprivation of instinct, the extreme feeling of evil, it is not like the courage that can be conceived.
"Quack, you still have time to be afraid, why don't you come and feel it earlier..."
At the moment when everyone was stunned by shock, Xue Mingzheng's voice sounded again. Although his words contained emotional words, his tone was like ten thousand years of stagnant water, terribly calm and awe-inspiring:
"Bubag, cut in the middle, cut hands..."
Three kinds of ancient criminal law vocabulary were spit out, and they were violent and shot out with unparalleled intensity. In an instant, three young people were tortured. One of the two young people was smashed into shape, and one broke from the waist. The only girl who was left had time to take out a pair of landscape paintings, and his hands were cut off, and they fell on the ground and dyed the landscape paintings red.
"Li, Mr. Li, look, for the sake of the same line, save, save, save me..."
The young man who was beheaded was the one who helped the girl talk before. At this moment, dragging half of his body to climb in front of a middle-aged man who had not washed his beard for a long time, begging for help, a pool of blood behind him was indescribably desolate. It also made the rest of the people understand why Xue Mingzheng's crime scene was all that horrible, such a method is simply horrible!
The middle-aged man who was called Mr. Li was the only person in the court with a calm complexion. He glanced at the mortal boy in front of him indifferently, and shook his head: "I can't save you." After that, he turned to Xue Mingzheng. He sighed and said: "Although the three arts have thousands of methods, there are only eleven types that can be called great arts. Among them, one of the three kinds of ghosts is the "Sen Luo Dao", because it slaughters sentient beings and cannot be tolerated in the world. I am. Li had suffered from the blood mold for eight lifetimes, and unexpectedly encountered this severe technique, so fierce and fierce, he knew he was not an opponent, and he could not escape death. He had to ask your Excellency for a little time to perform the technique. Seek self-protection."
"Oh? Hahaha..."
Xue Mingzheng laughed after hearing it, laughing very loudly, and finally said: "The deity never talks nonsense when killing people. This is the case for three hundred years, and it will be the same after three hundred years. This will send you to death and give me: ,!"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?"
Mr. Li also laughed. After preparing the technique, he flicked his finger, and the sound of "bang" seemed to blast the air. For a while, everything seemed to recover, and the strange feeling enveloped the room. The courage that Xue Mingzheng had just shot collapsed in an instant. Dissipate from nothing.
"Mr. Li is a good method!"
Boom!
As soon as the situation was about to be reversed, at this moment, a gunshot sounded and Mr. Li, who was smiling, was shot in the head, blood flowed from the back of his head, and the whole person fell down...
"stupid!"
Xue Mingzheng sneered: "Taoist's'heart and me are like one law' has been passed down for a long time. There is indeed no shortage of geniuses in the past. Your kid does have two points of strength before the deity, but the deity has killed unknown geniuses in this life, especially In this era, killing people has become more and more convenient."
After speaking, he took the pistol back behind him, and the others discovered that he had a police gun bag hanging on the back of his left waist, which was obviously taken after a previous murder.
At this moment, everyone was even more silent. The person in front of him was not only abnormal in magic skills, but also unscrupulous in nature, killing people for the sake of murder, cruel, bloodthirsty, and cunning. In the face of such an opponent, the rest of his eyes lightly turned to the only master present, that is, the old man who had previously scolded four young people outside: Duan Changchun.
The old man who had been sprayed by the juniors before, had no sound at this moment, and his whole body was trembling with his eyes closed, which looked very unbearable.
When the rest were disappointed, some people were shaken and wanted to run, but Xue Mingzheng didn't give them time and whispered three kinds of death penalty!
"Through the heart! Sky lantern! Grind the mud!"
"what!"
"what!"
"what!"
The sound fell, and there were three more screams. The three died in violent deaths, and the corpses were hard to come by, especially the last one was directly crushed into flesh!
At this moment, there are only three black scholars who came to investigate the evil: Duan Changchun, a girl, and a man who was scared to pee by the excitement scene just now. Seeing Xue Mingzheng shitting away, the man didn't even have the courage to escape, and knelt down with a thump: "Don't, don't kill me, let me do anything, please, don't, don't kill me..."
"Hey..."
Xue Ming laughed strangely, his lips moved lightly, and he was about to say something, when suddenly, a spark of light lit up in the room.
Fire
Xue Mingzheng looked sideways, and saw that the trembling Duan Changchun raised his hands at some time, and between his palms, a little spark burst out from it, like a trick.
"Oh? Could it be that..."
Xue Mingzheng's tone changed and he felt the violent fluctuations in vitality around him, and he was about to do it right away. At this moment he didn't want to, and Duan Changchun opened his eyes!
"Huo Xing Shen Bing, Yan Kong Huo Wu!"
Suddenly, the sparks in his hand suddenly exploded in this second, violent fire blasted in the room, and a huge long chain composed of three flames formed, locking Xue Mingzheng up and down, and then gathered!
As the most popular among the nine-line talisman, the fire fighter is the embodiment of its supreme realm. It not only requires a strong understanding of the talisman, but also requires the elaborate and high-consumption talisman production before. Demonstrate an absolute powerful blow at the critical moment!
Just like now, with a close blow to the flames, the ordinary physical body has no room to resist in front of this firepower, and it instantly turns into fly ash!
"Huh, huh, huh..."
Xue Zhengming didn’t have a physical body, he was dressed in heavy air, and said with difficulty: “Unfortunately, the old man has insufficient realm and cannot be made into a fire magic weapon. Fortunately, it took too much time to be stimulated with a gift from someone else. You are so guilty of the deaths and injuries."
"Duan, old sir, this, it doesn't matter to you..."
"In the current words, you are ashamed of a **** anyway, you are going to accompany them soon."
After Duan Changliu finished speaking, the diaper man just stammered a few words, and another abrupt voice sounded in the room.
This voice was deep, deep, and deep, completely unlike what a human could make. The three of them looked for their reputation, and instantly all their hairs stood up!
They are hell!
For people in the Profound Dao, there is no difference between seeing ghosts and seeing people, but the ghosts the three of them see are completely different. It is a pure-blooded ghost, whose powerful courage is concentrated, making it look like bred in the world. The evil embryo, the surrounding evil, with the illusion of slaughtering sentient beings, stimulated the senses of the three.
In an instant, the three of them recognized that this is Xue Zhengming, or that Xue Zhengming is actually just its body, this is its true body!
… (End of this chapter)