Fangzheng turned to look at the man who appeared at the gate of the ancestral hall.
But the memory of the evil spirit of the underworld has always been hazy and vague to that man.
Only strong limbs and a large build can be discerned.
The height is about 190 cm to 200 cm.
Standing among these villagers, it is extremely conspicuous.
Can be truly the most impressive.
It was the mask on the man's face.
It was a half-face ghost king's face, the cheeks, nose, and mouth were all covered by the ghost king's mask, only a pair of eyes and the third eye on the forehead were exposed.
It turned out to be a very evil three-eyed person.
Just when Fangzheng was going to get close to the three-eyed man, to get a closer look, a sudden change occurred.
Following the words of the three-eyed man, the mute girl who was being skinned and lynched roared silently full of resentment, and all the villagers in front of her eyes were instantly blown into dust particles, and the world in front of her eyes was darkened.
This abyss-like darkness seems to be the desperate inner world of the mute girl at the moment.
Admiralty! hardening!
Roar! howl!
Amidst the howling sound of dragons and tigers, Fangzheng opened the protective golden bell without thinking about it.
immediately.
He is like a big golden sun, burning in the darkness, and the golden flame is dazzling, illuminating the dark corner of this piece of people's hearts.
Just like the last ray of sunshine in the darkest dawn, abide by conscience and never die.
sulfuric acid!
A bloody shadow flashed across, cutting out fierce sparks on the golden bell cover on Fang Zheng's body.
Fangzheng remained motionless.
Didn't make a move right away.
sulfuric acid! sulfuric acid!
sulfuric acid! !
Mars is cutting faster and faster and more frequently.
suddenly!
Infuriating vortex!
Fang Zheng, who finally seized a chance, clasped the five fingers of his left hand into tiger claws, and sucked hard at the dark place where the golden flame could not shine.
The evil spirit of the underworld was like a straw tightly sucked by the vortex on the water surface, and in an instant, it flew towards Fangzheng uncontrollably.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time, Fangzheng took a few steps under his feet, with great force, and the momentum under his feet was astonishing. The next moment, he lunged forward and elbowed, bang!
The evil spirit of the underworld was hit by this elbow in the air, and its body was hit hard into a U shape, and then it was knocked out at a faster speed than when it came.
But the next moment!
Infuriating vortex!
Fangzheng grasped the claw with five fingers again, and sucked hard.
The body of the evil spirit of the underworld, which was originally knocked out of the air, stagnated suddenly in the air. The powerful inertia caused by the flying upside down and the stagnation caused the evil spirit of the underworld to fall into a temporary state of imbalance, unable to resist Fang Zheng's killing in time. close.
Chi!
Fangzheng, who had already rushed close, wrapped the five fingers of his left hand around the neck of the evil spirit of the underworld, and black smoke rose from the neck of the evil spirit of the underworld.
With an unpleasant burning smell.
It was the blazing, pure Yang Qi on Fangzheng's arm, which was eroding and burning with the Yin Qi on the neck of the Necromancer Evil Spirit.
It's like throwing a piece of cloth into a blazing furnace.
boom! !
The next moment, the arm with bulging veins wrapped around the neck of the Necromancer Evil Spirit, and slammed it hard on the ground.
There was a loud explosion.
The back of the evil spirit of the underworld slammed heavily on the ground.
Puchi!
Wearing a blood-colored wedding dress, the evil spirit of the underworld exploded to pieces on the ground, just like the ghost that Fang Zheng had faced in Chen Zhixing's house before.
The dumb girl in the blood-colored wedding dress instantly exploded into pieces of human leather.
That's not a cloth wedding dress.
It turned out to be a human skin wedding dress.
Fangzheng hasn't said a word since the shot until now.
From beginning to end!
He shot in silence!
Huodura knife technique!
Ninety-nine and eighty-one sharp knives, instantly dancing into an impenetrable wall of wind and fire, the knife wind that cuts the air rapidly helps the fire power, the more it burns, the hotter the blazing fire presides over the wind, and shatters the fragments of the human skin wedding dress , lit on the spot.
Hustle and bustle.
Hustle and bustle.
Pieces of human skin wedding dresses were ignited, burned, and turned into black fly ash, emitting an unpleasant smell of corpses.
Boom! !
There was an earth-shattering bang, the last knife of ninety-nine and eighty-one knives, was slashed to the ground by Fang Zheng.
The high-temperature flames turned into two big waves of flames, carrying hot flames, pressing to both sides, like flame wings, sweeping towards other human skin wedding dresses who were trying to escape.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
Ashes were flying in the sky.
The evil spirit of the underworld burst out a strong resentment due to the pain, and the resentment was so thick that it turned into a ghostly and sinister wind howling with ghosts and wolves, and extinguished the fire that filled the sky.
But even so, half of the human skin wedding dress fragments still failed to escape the range of the flame knife.
It's just that before Fangzheng could take a breath, the shadow under his feet suddenly stretched infinitely like a ghost, and then projected onto a wall.
It is the wall of the ancestral hall.
Obviously the shadow projected on the wall was Fang Zheng's shadow, but what appeared on the wall was the shadow of a woman with long hair.
The woman's shadow made a silent angry roar at Fangzheng.
next second.
The woman's shadow raised her right hand and slashed at her left arm.
At the same time, Fangzheng noticed a strange feeling coming from his right hand. His right hand holding the ghost knife actually had the urge to cut off his left arm.
The scene in front of him made Fangzheng think of the ghosts under his feet that he encountered when he was walking through the Yinshui Prison.
Those ghost images are imperceptible, dark pollution like boiling frogs, sucking a person dry.
But the evil spirit of the underworld weapon in front of him controls other people's shadows, and his ability is even more strange, making it impossible to guard against.
But Fang Zheng, who had experience, looked down.
The expression on his face was calm and composed.
"Switch between anger and death!"
moment.
There is a ray of extremely obscure evil power in the body, which turns into food to nourish the loss of true energy in Fangzheng's body.
The evil ghost on the wall wanted to struggle, roared in pain, and opened its dark mouth in a silent roar of pain.
It seems that she has felt it.
She will not escape the fate of being destroyed today.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, what should go, should not stay."
"Mute girl, I know you have resentment in your heart, resent the one who killed your fiancé, resent the one who drove you step by step into the abyss of despair, resent the one who killed your fiancé in order to get an evil spirit, deceived you, and drove you into the abyss of despair. The man who became the evil spirit of the underworld..."
"I promise you, I will find that man!"
"This person is the one behind the scenes, turning people into ghost weapons! You must die!"
Peng! !
Special soul energy from the ghost of the ghost +1.
The ancestral hall in front of him disappeared, and Fangzheng stood on the second floor of the hotel again.
Facing the acquisition of the special soul energy, Fang Zheng's face was not filled with joy. He didn't stop for a second, holding the ghost knife in his hand, and charged towards the guest room where the old god stick was.
When Fangzheng opened the door with a knife and found the old magic stick, he saw Zheng Yuxia and the other four, foaming at the mouth, passed out beside the knife box he left behind.
Even though the four of them passed out, they still held on to the standing knife case.
As a result, there was a lot of saliva and white foam on the knife case.
With the smell of saliva that made Fang Zheng unhappy.
As for the old god stick, the ancestral Taoist robe on his body has already been worn upside down, the room is in a mess, and all the glass has already been smashed by the old god stick...
(end of this chapter)