The white ghosts that came like white crows from the mass culling were just dozens of paper piercing people all over the sky.
"Well done!"
Fangzheng yelled loudly, and stomped his feet down the mountain of corpses. The golden light on his body surface flowed, and the person was already rushing across the sky like a big sun.
His intimidating aura is rising steadily, and he has no fear of killing all the people who come to him.
Big Dragon Elephant!
Infuriating vortex!
Boom!
In an instant, the paper pierced people slaughtered all over the sky were suddenly sucked by the vortex of huge suction, Fangzheng turned into the center of the vortex, and the paper pierced people could not break free, and all of them were swept towards the center of the vortex.
Big Dragon Elephant!
Blood Cloud Three Swords! Burn all internal organs!
For yin and evil ghosts, it is a scorching sun fire that is naturally restrained. With the heavy sacrificial force after the blood sacrifice, it explodes in an instant. In mid-air, the person pierced the sucked paper and exploded into shreds of paper burning all over the sky.
puff! puff!
Puff Chi Chi!
Ordinary Soul Qi +1.
Ordinary Soul Qi +1.
…
Dozens of white ghosts in the sky were blown up and strangled to death.
The human skin scripture instantly absorbed sixty-seven wisps of ordinary soul energy.
"Young students! Don't push yourself! What happened to King Lao a few months ago was indeed caused by King Lao who broke the rules first and left the seventy-two ghost gates without permission. King Lao is dead, and we grave guards have paid the price we deserved. , Yinsi Xueshou Rentu has also killed my two clansmen who are the tomb guards. Now you take the initiative to knock on the door, and the reason is on our side. Do you really think that our tomb guards dare not resist and kill you... "
clang!
Among the burning confetti that was blown up all over the sky, there was something that suddenly blocked the square spinning top and spun, and a circle of brilliant energy explosion shock waves burst out in the air, instantly lighting up the corpse hole.
Bright as day.
Among the confetti burning all over the sky, there was a middle-aged scribe with a pale complexion and wearing a plain white long coat.
It still retains the clothes worn by the ancients.
It's just that the abnormally pale face that looks like it's been lying in a coffin without sun exposure all year round doesn't look like a normal living person at all.
"You are just a junior in the early stage of the night tour, and I am the late night tour, killing you is like..."
The middle-aged scribe hasn't finished speaking yet, the mighty dragon elephant!
Blood Cloud Three Swords! Broken bones!
At first, the middle-aged scribe confidently reached out to block, but the next moment, when he realized something was wrong, it was too late to change his move and block back.
Fang's face was indifferent, and his eyes were extremely calm during the battle.
Air illusion!
puff!
One arm was cut off at the shoulder by a sharp ghost knife.
The body in mid-air suddenly lost its balance, like a ground-penetrating missile, fell hard to the ground, and smashed a big hole in the mountain of corpses.
"How, how is it possible! You are only the early stage of the night tour, and I am the late night tour!"
A horrified voice came from the pit in the mountain of corpses.
Fangzheng ignored it, and with a long knife in his hand, he strode out to kill with two big strides. However, there was no middle-aged scribe in the pit.
At this moment, hundreds of corpses of men and women stood up in the corpse cave, and then formed a stream of corpses, swarming and killing them.
sulfuric acid! sulfuric acid! sulfuric acid!
Fangzheng stood still, the sharp claws of these ordinary corpses couldn't even break through the golden streamer membrane attached to his skin.
Apart from hindering Fang Zheng's actions, no real damage could be done.
"Too light! Too light too light too light too light still too light!"
As the battle progressed, Fangzheng became more and more aggressive.
However!
In this pile of corpses like a hell, there are more corpses standing up, and more corpses swarming towards Fangzheng in the center.
Dragon and Tiger double-shaped gold bell cover! hardening!
Roar! Moan!
A dragon and a tiger howled, with a fierce momentum, bursting the eardrums, covering Fangzheng with an ancient golden bell, knocking the corpses around him into the air, and pushing them out.
Seeing that he couldn't break through quickly, taking this opportunity, Fangzheng in the golden bell cover absorbed the boiling blood all over his body. He put away the blood sacrifice state, and the dense white steam on his body recondensed into a sun fire on his shoulders. At the same time, swallow a blood-enriching medicine in time to restore part of the burned blood in the body.
Avoid the period of weakness after blood sacrifice.
Seeing the figure of the middle-aged scribe lost, he fell into the endless flow of corpses for a while, and the golden bell cover was completely swallowed by the tide of corpses. Fangzheng inside the golden bell cover had calm and calm eyes.
Streams of true energy spread all over the surface of the golden bell cover...
It's true energy to detect the enemy!
Bang! Click!
There was a deafening bang of an ancient temple bell striking, and in the stream of corpses, there was an extremely fast figure that almost broke through the golden bell jar, and the golden bell jar cracked a series of glass cracks, but that was all.
It is still a bit of strength to break the golden bell cover.
It was the late middle-aged scribe who was hiding in the stream of corpses waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack!
One blow failed, the middle-aged scholar backed away, wanting to hide in the stream of corpses again, and then wait for the opportunity to move.
But Fangzheng didn't give him this chance at all.
Really angry to detect the enemy!
Finally got you!
"Hiding like a mouse, the gravekeeper is nothing more than that in my eyes!"
As soon as the breath in the body changes, the dragon and tiger golden bell disappears, boom! Boom! Boom! Fang is just like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex, rampaging all the way, savagely flying and smashing away the dead bodies that get in the way, the crouching diamond seal!
Seeing the Huhu fist seal coming towards him, the middle-aged scribe almost bit his tongue in fright, his scalp felt a little numb.
"Damn it! You definitely have the late stage strength of a Night Tourist! How is it possible! It's only been three months!"
There was a chill in the heart of the middle-aged scribe.
Fangzheng's pursuit came so fast that the middle-aged scribe didn't even have the chance to use other means. He could only forcefully raise his breath, and forcibly blocked Fangzheng's fist with his only remaining arm.
"Good time! Let me see how Tangtang's late Night Tourist can catch me a few punches!"
"The tomb guards in the late stage of the night traveler should cry for a long time if they are punched and cried?!!!"
boom! boom! boom!
The more the middle-aged scribe received Fangzheng's punch, the more horrified he felt, only two punches! He couldn't hold Fang Zheng's boundless fist.
Each of his counterattacks, as if being read by a mind, can always be predicted in advance, so that every counterattack will be interrupted in advance.
In particular, Fangzheng's massive and domineering fist just suppressed the Yin energy in his body, making it difficult for him to fully exert his strength.
Click! Click!
There are more and more cracks on the arm, and there are big gaps, which are the wounds that were torn open by Fang Zhenghao's fist hitting the arm.
finally!
The cracked arm was no longer able to support under the domineering and impenetrable shadow of the fist.
Peng!
The remaining arm was blown away by Fangzheng's fist!
"Ten Fist, it seems that you are only at the bottom of the ranking in the late stage of Night Tourist!"
Fangzheng looked at the middle-aged scribe whose arm was blown off by his punch, flying like a cannonball, with a cold expression and a strong tone.
After hearing Fang Zheng's words, the middle-aged scribe who was thrown away finally couldn't help feeling aggrieved, and shouted humiliatingly, "Are you crazy! I slept soundly next to Yin Luosha's coffin, you can't lift Yin Luo Sha’s coffin, why did you turn around and hit me!”
"Because you are the weakest of the four intact coffins!" Fang Zheng said it as a matter of course.
"Killing chickens to warn monkeys is of course picking soft persimmons!"
(end of this chapter)