There’s an Evil Spirit Here

puff!

It seemed that there was a knife stuck in my heart.

Because you are the weakest ...

This sentence really hurts ...

Sure enough, in front of the strong, the weak have no reason to speak.

The middle-aged scribe was silent.

Because he couldn't find any rebuttal at all.

"Furthermore, I ca n’t take down the white tiger king ’s coffin, then I can only take down yours. This is called knocking the mountain and tiger!

"Since I won't let me carry the coffin, I'll smash the door! Beat the family!"

puff!

The middle-aged scribe was once again stricken.

He felt that he was completely incapable of disaster.

When you lie down, you also hit arrows.

The middle-aged scribe who wanted to hold back more and more, suppressed the angry roar: "What are you waiting for? Are you afraid that the **** will come back for revenge again? This kid is coming to the door today! ! "

"Zhenshan King, you are the king of 72 ghost gates! Save me!"

The middle-aged scribe, who roared with rage, suddenly turned into a pale grimace with red cheeks.

This is the strongest state of the gravekeeper!

It's just not waiting for the scribes to pierce people into the darkness again by the chance of being smashed by the founder ... the vortex of true energy!

An attractive force.

Suddenly pulled.

The scribe paper man just broke away from the power of the Qi Qi vortex, and for a moment of delay, the Founder with the mouth of the shimmering ghost head knife was already killed.

"silly!"

"Thought I will give you another chance this time?"

The scribe who had turned into a human stick looked like a paper, and when he looked at Founder who was near, there was a flash of fear in his eyes, as if he was not a ghost, and Founder was the most terrible ghost!

The scribes without arms pierced the paper, kicked in place, and turned their two feet into sharp pieces of paper. They kicked towards Founder's chest and planned to escape with the help of anti-shock force.

"I don't care what you do to keep the gravekeeper, let me get down!"

Founder's left hand was held as a tiger's paw, and he made a violent press against the ground towards the paper.

The True Qi vortex stabs the body with paper and hits the ground hard.

boom!

The scribes were stunned and smashed to the ground.

puff! puff!

The paper legs were also removed by the ghost knife.

It's just that he was just a paper-tie, and he didn't feel pain. He looked at his hands and feet, and stared at Founder with resentment.

There was a trace of terror hidden in the resentment.

"You can't kill me! In addition to accepting punishment, our tombkeepers can't leave the seventy-two ghost gates for generations! Also because our tombkeepers must keep the biggest secret in the seventy-two ghost gates!"

"If you kill me, no one will protect the tomb of the post-mortem mountain **** here. By then, even Yin Si can't keep you!"

The paper-cut people threatened Founder with half-truth.

"Relax, you are dead, there are three gravekeepers left here, you are just the weakest one here." Founder was not threatened by the paper sticks on the ground.

The scribes were so stiff that they almost vomited blood and died.

Anyway, he is also a late night traveler.

It's also about face-saving.

Not that I am too weak! It's just that your kid is too sick! I haven't seen it in three months, and I grew up to the late stage of the night tour. Even rockets are not as fast as you!

Is it necessary for you to humiliate me if you are too weak!

Suffocating! shame! Shy and angry!

When the knife moves, just when Founder is about to start, raise it!

A cold, horrible atmosphere like terror came from behind.

This breath came from the direction of one of the two darkest coffins in the heap.

But it was not from the white tiger king's coffin.

A paper pierced a ghost hand.

It is more than ten meters long.

Across the darkness.

Instantly pierce the darkness.

Grab to Founder.

That paper pricked ghost hand with blue light.

With an ancient meaning.

Seems to be sharpened over time.

Breath old.

Such a strong breath! Founder has only felt in one person!

That's the monster king of Siam!

Feeling threatened, Founder finally changed his face slightly!

He no longer managed to stick the paper under his feet, facing the ghost claws caught by the dozens of meters, without thinking about it, he directly broke out the greatest combat power!

Blood sacrifice!

Great Dragon Elephant!

Longhu double-shaped golden bell jar! hardening!

Then, there is no exaggerated knife trick, only a simple one, using all your strength to split Huashan!

Ooo!

The ghost head howl on the ghost head knife, rolled up a windy hurricane, 109 headless ghosts emerged from the blade body, and then temporarily concealed into the right arm of Fangzheng holding the knife.

The muscles of the right arm bulged in a circle, and the green muscles and blood vessels of the fierce dragon burst!

A stronger force erupted from the right arm!

This powerful knife trick is faster! More powerful! The blade is sharper!

boom!

Because the blade is tearing the air too fast, even the air is hit by a sonic boom!

The winds roaring around!

Sharp blades cut the surrounding air like countless threads!

at last!

The two broke the strongest head-on collision!

Bang!

The pile of corpses exploded like a thunderbolt, and a big explosion occurred.

This is the strongest collision made by the Japanese tour.

The huge corpse mountain that has not changed for thousands of years can't bear the collision of these two forces, which directly triggered a large-scale avalanche.

The most unlucky thing is that the scribe on the floor is so stiff.

Directly pushed out by the aftermath of the battle hundreds of meters away, and finally hit the mountain wall, hit a big hole, deeply embedded in the hard mountain wall.

But at this moment, he didn't take into account his injuries, but was shocked, and deep waves rose in his heart. He looked at the huge fighting momentum in front of him.

Because as the dust cleared, he saw that Founder was standing intact without any damage, and a golden bell of ancient temple covered the whole body of Founder, preventing him from all the dust and shock waves.

he!

Actually caught the trick of that one!

King Zhenshan has always been the strongest king of 72 ghost gates!

In ancient times!

It's also a bit of a day trip!

I once laid a hill!

It's a pity that after entering the aura exhaustion ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The foundation is constantly retreating, degenerating all the way to the night tour to make it late ...

But even so, this man's strength and heritage are still far more than the ordinary late night tour!

The heritage of King Zhenshan is too strong! The ordinary night tour makes the late stage in front of it, even without resistance! But it was such an existence, but it was caught by a younger generation without any harm!

If you say it, you will scare a lot of ghosts!

The key is that this young man is only in his twenties! Three months ago, it was just the beginning of a night tour!

He finally understood!

Why a labor king incident, so that Yin Si so many masters, together to protect this young man!

potential!

He saw the birth of the next Japanese travel envoy on Founder!

"You've played enough, you're also angry enough, young people, it's enough to stop."

"If you are willing to close your hand today, which coffin you like, no matter who it is, my Zhenshan king can give you a word. Even if you look at my old bone coffin, you can give it to you."

An old voice murmured in the dark corpse cave.

The paper studded on the rock wall seemed to hear the most unbelievable words, as if a thunder exploded in the eardrum, and it was astonished.

The strongest king of seventy-two ghost gates, King Zhenshan, actually compromised in front of a young man in his twenties?

Click! Click!

The golden bell cover of the Founder's body was broken and cracked, and finally, Peng exploded.

The strongest form of the golden bell was broken.

The front face is solid.

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