There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Founder always felt,

This so-called House Lord must be a ninja turtle.

Tolerable by ordinary people.

It's like saying that he angered the opponent again and again, and he didn't hesitate to wear a green hat to this never-masked housekeeper, but he never showed up.

If you do n’t show up, let me fight you.

How can I hold you?

Who can I talk to about my $ 1.2 million Dasheng business?

"Master, your hat is quite big, hehe, like a vast green grass ..."

"Master, don't you really want your hat?"

"Hey, are you really the Ninja Turtles, Lord Master?"

"I wonder if the lord of the house has noticed that the eyes of the two lords are a bit different when they look at the old lady ... well, I just want to ask, is the lord's brother really a kiss?"

...

"Sure enough, a clever and wise man like the master of the house, how can he easily be irritated by a few words. Fifteen young ladies and sisters talked about each other, and the housekeeper worshipped. "Founder carried the knife box and jumped off the platform.

At this time, there were several pale and pale paper piercing people nearby, rushing towards Founder at close range.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A knife box like a pile driver directly smashed the three papers in front of him.

Normal Soul +1, +1, +1.

He was not afraid of one-on-one two months ago, and now he does n’t even have the qualification to let him get a knife. He just killed him one by one with a knife box.

A few pale-faced paper pierced people along the way and flew towards Fangzheng, all of them were killed by the knife box in the hand of Fangzheng like a pile driver.

step! Two steps! Three steps!

Fang Zheng was getting closer and closer to the thirty-five brides on the high platform, and at this time, his hippie smiled face was gradually put away on his face, but his voice was low and said, "Are you still alive?"

"I'm taking you home ..."

"Your loved ones have been waiting for you to go home, and the outside world has never forgotten you ..."

"No sound? Hey ..."

Fang Zheng sighed low, and saw the cold color in his eyes, getting colder and colder. At the same time, there was a sigh of dangerous danger rising rapidly on his body.

Founder is getting closer and closer to the position of the thirty-five brides. Seeing that Founder is about to approach, suddenly!

call!

There was a whispering sound behind him, and the dangerous breath on his body was rising at this moment. His eyes were as cold as the founder of the cold electricity. Smash something that strikes behind you.

Boom!

The ground shook beneath my feet, that was because I couldn't bear the strength of both sides. It was enough to show that the strength was so great that both sides were shaken away from each other, and the Founder's arm was slightly numb.

With this collision, in a sudden, flying sand and rocks, the landscape trees in the mountain fell wildly, and at the same time, large pieces of boulders and wall fragments fell in the air, horror! The attack on Fangzheng was actually a nearby tower rising from the ground!

The sneak attack just now was like a stone pillar, which fell like a arm from the sky.

However, the tiles and broken fragments of the broken wall that had fallen from the pavilion by the resilience force of the knife box turned into paper scraps as soon as they left the main building.

"Lao Montenegro ?!"

Facing the pavilion rising from the ground, Founder was stunned, and the 87-year-old classic version of "The Ghost Story" appeared automatically in my mind. Isn't the scene of the Montenegro demon's appearance?

But looking at the broken pieces of paper on the ground, Founder's eyes were not surprised.

In fact, as early as when the master of the Second House was killed, Founder already had some speculation. Until the guests here became paper-tie people, he finally verified his conjecture that everything here is paper-tie items, including people, buildings, tables and chairs, etc. None of them are true.

The tomb-keeper smelted himself into a paper tie, and it made no sense to burn himself a paper tie dormitory and maid.

Since ancient times, paper piling people and paper houses have been burning together in graves as funerary sacrifices.

Although Fang Zheng was flicked out and his arms were numb, he did not suffer any substantial injury. The pavilion that rose from the ground, with a sharp wind in the air, lifted up like a stone pillar of the arm and smashed into Fang Zheng again.

Founder looked at the 35 motionless brides behind him.

"Good job!"

Not only was he not afraid, but his momentum was still rising, it was an unprecedented momentum.

Yan Huangdi, many heroes, not afraid of one hundred people.

People are not timid, Qiu Bixue, see me the blood of Chinese men.

The boy's blood is self-reliant, and his heart is as strong as iron.

Carrying a golden knife, wearing white jade Jue, hungry for the head of the American chief, thirsty to drink the blood of Raksha ...

-"General's Order Men's Line".

The knife box is open! Han Dao!

Founder screamed loudly, carrying a ghost-headed knife, stomping like a giant elephant at the foot, and took the initiative to face up.

At this time, he rushed his power to the extreme. The half-height ghost head knife flashed with a white light. That was the cold cold light unique to the cold metallic luster. He rushed towards the pavilion with a murderous explosion.

Bang!

A huge collision broke the heavy stone pillars that were hit by the wind and waves. It was twisted by the light of the knife, and the earth collapsed in a blink of an eye, and then turned into light and flickering pieces of paper, falling to the ground.

At this time, the pavilion floating in the air, three more stone pillars flew down to the bottom of the feet, with the sound of the stone crushing the wind.

Fang had no fear on his front, his eyes were like awe-inspiring blades, he stepped on the ground, and exploded the earth and grass and grass leaves, and then all turned into pieces of shattered paper.

Fang Zhengfei rushed to the pavilion above his head, chopping three thick stone columns in front.

boom! Rumble!

Collision of the sky, there was a flash of white lightning flashing, that is the knife light in Fangzheng's hand under the urging of extreme power, it was almost to the extreme, when the sky split the three stone pillars in the sky.

Bang Bang Bang!

The stone pillar exploded and flew away, and after breaking away from the main body, it was turned into pieces of paper scraps, which were all vulnerable in front of the ghost knife.

Founder's castration is not diminishing, he is like an air-cooled electricity, dong! The wall exploded into a huge crack, and Founder even brought a knife and flew directly into the attic.

No one can see the situation in the attic ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ can only hear the explosion in it, one wall is cracked, a large piece of roof collapsed, everything is cracked in the earth and the earth is exploding everywhere.

The attic floating in the air is getting more and more broken, and is falling apart from the inside.

boom! There was a soaring flame, spraying out from every crack in the building, wrapped in a rolling heat wave, and a strong burning smell of paper scraps filled the air.

Like a palace of flames.

boom!

The palace of flames hit the ground heavily from the air, there was no huge imagination, only the paper house that collapsed in the flames.

There was a twist in the flame, and a black hazy figure with a long knife, as if the flame came out like a god, step by step.

Raised, he looked up at the sky!

I saw four or five lofts flying in the mountain village, and there were dozens of thick stone pillars in an instant, like the end of the world.