There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 346: Scorched Corpse
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Fang Zheng stared outside the door,
Although there is a door that cuts the line of sight,
But the door is directly facing the direction of the stairs.
"Could it be that I misheard it just now?"
"Or is there any movement from the stairs?"
Fang Zheng became suspicious, looked at the four people who were burnt to death, and the shower heads that kept beating, then turned his head to look outside the door.
The vision is like, I just don’t know that these four people are playing psychic games, and they are playing psychic games to death?
Or encountered other unclean things breaking into the room?
Because this is something that has happened in the past, many details cannot be revealed, so even Fang Zheng is a little uncertain about whether there was a sixth person who sneaked into Room 401 just now.
His current perspective is somewhat like that of a victim...
What did the victim see,
He just saw what.
A mirror is a reflection of the world, it can only reflect what has happened.
"It's interesting." Fang Zheng grinned, showing white gleaming teeth in the dark, a bit gloomy and cripple.
At this moment, the fire on the four people in the bathroom had been extinguished, leaving only four scorched corpses, and even the white candles on the mirror table were also extinguished.
Room 401 plunged into invisible darkness.
Fang Zheng stood motionless.
Huh,
In the darkness, there seemed to be an evil wind blowing down the curtains, and Fang Zheng felt his stamina cool, as if a ghost was standing behind him panting.
"Live and die!"
Fang Zheng seemed to have mastered all of this a long time ago. After waiting for a long time, he suddenly turned around. At the same time, the dragon and tiger double-shaped golden bell jar! !
Yin!
Ang!
The dragon and tiger roared.
A faint golden cicada membrane on the surface of the Fangzheng body instantly swells and hardens, forming a bronze bell that resembles the gods of an ancient temple. The surface of the bronze bell is engraved with a lifelike dragon and a tiger. At this moment, the bronze bell is like two Dao's dazzling divine light wanders, every time it wanders around, it is like a horrible energy fluctuation, like a bright ocean. In an instant, the entire room 401 was illuminated. At the same time, every time the bronze bell swayed, it was like a bell in the ancient temple, but the bell sounded like a dragon roaring like a wind and thunder.
It was exposed for a moment, and a group of black shadows behind him wanted to dodge and escape, but it was too late, and was quickly entrapped by Fang Zheng's palm. He was the only male leader of three women and one man.
Although the team leader’s face was burned into a lump of rotten flesh, the skin and flesh of the facial features were melted together, and even the fibrous tissue of the clothes adhered to the skin. The whole body was charred and even smelled of barbecue, but the corpse was male. It's a female, and Fang Zheng can still tell the difference.
Roar! !
The leader man who was roughly tied around his neck by Fang Zheng struggled with his hands frantically and moved swiftly. The sharp nails on his ten fingers burst onto Fang Zheng's arm, attempting to grab Fang Zheng's arm and free himself.
"Idiot."
Fangzheng stays unmoved, clang, clang...The ear-piercing sound is like the cutting of gold and iron, which makes teeth sour, and there are strong sparks splashing.
The leader of the team can't even break the dragon and tiger bell.
On the contrary, it is Fang Zheng's hot and hot Zhiyang Zhiba Zhenqi, which is closed and rises, exploded from his arm, boom! !
The two ghost claws of the leader man exploded on the spot.
At the same time, on the palm of his neck tightly, there was a hot and masculine innocence, and the burnt corpse in his hand screamed in pain. The leader man struggled together, twisted his body, and tried to free his palm. Restraint, but it was all in vain, blue smoke rose from the neck, it was Yin Qi.
Fang Zheng was condescending, looking calmly at the scorched corpse in his palm. Speaking of which, the leader of the team was also pitiful, and he was completely cheated by his teammates for playing the psychic game this time.
At this moment,
Roar! !
A few more scorched corpses rushed towards Fang Zheng fiercely.
"Come together, let me send you all to the West, lest you leave harm to the living!"
Puff!
Pure Yang Zhenqi gushed out, and the scorched corpse in Fang Zheng's palm suddenly burned, making a screaming scream.
At the same time, boom!
The floor shook violently, and a scorched corpse couldn't dodge, and was stepped heavily on the ground by a big-footed girl of Fang Zheng. The huge movement seemed to crush the building.
Looking at the burnt corpse on the ground, on the cheeks, there is a metal frame fused with skin and flesh. It is the brave girl with weak glasses. Under the impetus of huge force, Fang Zheng's chest is directly stepped through.
The burnt corpse on the ground still wants to struggle,
But it was all in vain, and there was no way to break the Fang's golden bell.
At this time, Fang Zheng's only right hand, which was still free, hugged another scorched corpse's neck as fast as a thunder hand.
"Die!"
In the siege, Fang Zheng came up cruelly, with two scorched corpses struggling fiercely in his hands, like two door panels, slammed hard.
He didn't keep his hands at all.
Boom! !
The two heads collided together, the facial features were smashed on the spot, the head was exploded, the flesh, bones, and brain tissue broke and flied in the air, and then mixed together, and finally all blasted into the sky by the pure Yang Qi in Fang Zheng's body. It's like fireworks.
But those are fireworks of bones.
It means that two ghosts were killed by Fang Zheng.
The normal spirit energy from the burnt corpse is +1, +1.
The blazing heat in the sky full of fireworks, the hot pure sun atmosphere, also forced back the last scorched corpse that swooped in. Looking at his height and body shape, as well as the huge metal earrings on his ears, Fang Zheng recognized that this burnt corpse was the girl with wavy hair who secretly hid the phone.
But no matter how beautiful you look before you are alive,
After death,
It's just a lump of rotten meat, so black that it smells bad.
Fang Zheng didn't even look at the scorched corpse that violently twisted his body under his feet. With a trembling of his feet, the overbearing Nine Suns God Gang was scorching hot and fiery terrifying energy into the scorched corpse under his feet, booming! !
There was an explosion, which exploded like a high-strength explosive, and the body of the scorched corpse under his feet was torn apart in an instant, exploding into pieces of corpses.
Puff! puff!
Puff!
There is still undissipated pure Yang energy in the corpse, which ignites a pile of flesh and blood, and finally turns into blue smoke.
The normal spirit energy from the burnt corpse is +1.
Boom! Boom!
Fangzheng strode to the meteor, and he narrowed the distance to the last scorched corpse in only two steps. With his palms around his neck, his forehead slammed into the scorched corpse's face.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound of sour teeth mixed with the sound of broken bones. With great force, the female Jiao corpse flew into the bathroom from Fang Zheng's hand, and saw that the entire door was smashed into the bathroom by Fang Zheng's forehead. The flesh and bones collapsed. Li, the whole is smashed and bloody.
The female Jiao corpse panicked and didn't choose her way. She wanted to escape into the only mirror in the bathroom, which was shattered like a cobweb at this moment.
Fumo Diamond Seal!
Fang Zheng's right hand was marked with a fist, and his body was full of blood, and the blood was surging like a raging furnace burning, bang!
With one punch, the scorched corpse and the mirror on the wall were all smashed. The mirror turned into countless fragments, and the ordinary soul qi was +1.
As the mirror smashed, Fang Zheng also came out of the mirror world, and he turned back to the dressing room of the gas station.
Looking back at the mirror behind him, it has exploded into pieces.