There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 815: Town tomb beast
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Just when Founder was thinking.
The woman's face in the toilet is still staring at Fang Zheng calmly.
Then, when the decapitated woman was about to open her mouth...
Founder: "..."
It's like a ghost! ! !
The black-faced Fang Zheng, without thinking about it, raised his hand and pressed the button.
Wow!
Boom!
Looking at the decapitated woman who was washed away by the siphon toilet in the vortex of the extremely fast rotating water, Fang Zheng released the **** that had been pressing the flush button, and then closed the toilet lid calmly.
But I don't know.
At this moment, the aisle outside the house once again sounded the weird and emphasized old beating.
"The immortal and buddha have failed to achieve the two, only knowing that the night is not peaceful..."
"The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth, life and death are fateful, no matter how brilliant, but a piece of loess, a handful of blue ash..."
"Useless as a scholar..."
The sound came from far and near. In the end, the sound stayed outside the security door of Fang Zheng's house.
The doorknob twisted a few times, as if someone was about to open the door and come in.
Next moment, squeak...
The security door was pushed open from the outside, and in the empty hallway, a grimace came in from behind the door, the weird hunchback old man with red cheeks.
At this moment, Fang Zheng's vision changed.
He was standing in a dark, damp dungeon cell.
The anti-theft door that was originally pushed open by the humpbacked old man is a rotten door with iron railings turned into a cell...
"The world’s coffin is seven feet three. Today, on June six, only six feet six...More than six feet six inches, you can eat, you can eat...nothing, the more you talk, the more hungry you are, so hungry, so hungry. ……"
Tick tick to tick...
A drop of saliva followed the corner of the hunched old man’s mouth and fell to the ground.
Spiritual martial arts! !
Magic Ape View!
"Tibetan Secret Awareness Returning God Book"!
A ancestral demon ape appeared in the cell with an abominable face.
But today, the magic ape is a little different from the past. I saw the black hair on its body burst into arcs, like a serpentine current flowing up and down.
The magic ape is violent!
Leap directly into the air, and a big footboard from Lingkong crashed down.
Boom!
One foot is empty.
A huge dirt pit was blasted out on the spot, and flying rocks splashed around like stray bullets.
But at the moment when the hunchbacked old man disappeared in place, the long ape arm of the demon ape, swiftly unable to see the phantom, turned to his side and severely scratched it.
This catch is as fast as thunder.
There are really trails of arcs running through the world on the paws.
Puff!
A figure was flew out by the sharp claws of the devil ape, and one arm was torn off by the claws of the devil ape.
The arm was caught in the palm of a devil's ape fan, like a giant holding a bamboo stick, small and tiny.
Puff!
The broken wall is thrown away by the magic ape, just like throwing away a bamboo stick.
Roar, the detestable demon ape opened his mouth and roared.
The figure that was heavily photographed and flew out also landed fiercely at this time and stood up in the raised dust. It was the hunchbacked old man.
The hunched old man glanced at the broken arm that was thrown away by the demon ape.
I looked down at the wound of his broken arm again.
I saw the wound, there were blue arcs bursting.
Thunder and lightning are originally the gods of evil spirits in heaven and earth. The hot blue arc has been scorching and burning the wounds of the soul, and there is scorched black smoke rising from the wound, preventing the hunched old man from recovering. Grow your arms again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom!
The devil ape is approaching step by step, the huge soles of the feet, every time it falls, it brings a heavy sound, like a war drum knocking on people's hearts, it makes people have a palpitating terrorist deterrent force, not dare to compete with the devil ape’s scarlet Evil eyes look straight.
Next second.
The humpbacked old man disappeared from the same place because the speed of the ghost was too fast.
But!
The demon ape can perceive the position of the hump-backed old man, and a lightning knife burst into a blue electric current in his hand, slamming in one direction.
Boom!
The hump-backed old man was blown away by the thunder knife, like a rag.
A huge gap was cut diagonally across the chest of the old hunchback, and it almost cut the whole person in two.
Suffering from such a serious injury, the hunched old man was unstable, and no matter how he avoided it, he was quickly overtaken by the magic ape. He was slapped into powder by the huge blue arc of the magic ape's palm.
The battle ended so quickly.
Fang Zheng, a month ago, faced the hunched old man for the first time, so he could only rely on the ghost mother to rescue him.
The second time he faced the old man with hunchback, he could only kill the old man with difficulty by getting stuck and walking.
Now, three strokes to achieve perfection without any effort have killed the old man with hunchback.
In the past month, Founder's growth rate is amazing.
As for the blue arc on the surface of the demon ape's body, and the thunder knife, it is naturally the progress that Fang Zheng has made in the "Book of Tibetan Secrets Awareness and God" these days.
These days, he has been masturbating and getting electrocuted, but it’s not in vain.
At the same time, a ray of grayish-white spirit flew up and was swallowed by the human skin scriptures.
……
Next are all Qingguang scholars and the red umbrella girl.
It's just that, when facing the Red Umbrella Woman, although Fang Zheng can easily kill the Red Umbrella Woman, he still can't be perfect and unharmed.
There are still some minor injuries.
But after his anger and life changed, this little soul wound was quickly healed.
On this day, Fang Zheng, also after clearing the deepest pool of the dungeon, directly chose to withdraw from this spiritual world of the dead.
He is like a termite that cannibalize from the inside.
A little bit, a little bit cannibalize the spiritual strength of the ancient resentment.
This wave of dungeon cleaning has contributed more than a dozen wisps of ordinary spirit energy to Fang Zheng.
……
……
At the same time.
Another direction far away from Zhoushi.
It is still the road to Tibet that has been declared to be a mudslide disaster in the rainy season and has been blocked for more than half a month.
This is a gloomy space deep in the abdomen of a mountain.
The mountains in Tibetan areas are like the roof of the world, with high altitudes and deep as bottomless pits. I don’t know how many magnificences and miracles are hidden.
There is a smell of blood, permeating the invisible darkness.
The shadowy shadows, layer upon layer in the caves on the mountainside, in the dark shadows, the outline is vague, with a heavy, gloomy breath of death, and in the very low visibility underground, it seems to be a weird figure. Dead body.
At this moment, Mr. Fu, Zuo Qianhu, Zhang Tufu, Yan Chixia, and the head teacher are standing in front of an open mountain in the middle of the mountain, as if they are studying something.
It has been about ten days since Mr. Fu and his entourage had entered the belly of the mountain since they separated from the carpenter on the ground last time.
At this time, Mr. Fu and Zuo Qianhu are all studying, it is a few tomb beasts.
"Do you still remember the incident a few months ago when I went to the Seventy-two Ghost Gate to recite a coffin for Fang Zheng?"
"I have seen these few tomb beasts in the seventy-two ghost gates."
The person who speaks is the butcher Zhang who has always been taciturn and can chop with a knife, and will never rely on his mouth to beep.