The white ghost shadows that were slaughtering like white crows were dozens of paper-burning people all over the sky.

"Good come!"

Fang Zheng shouted loudly, and stomped his feet under the corpse mountain with a slam. The skin on his body was circulating, and the person had already rushed to the sky like a big sun.

His intimidating momentum is rising steadily, and he is completely unafraid of the paper-burning people in the sky.

The Great Dragon Elephant!

True Qi vortex!

Boom!

In an instant, the paper-killing man who was rushing to the sky was suddenly sucked by the vortex of huge suction force. Fang Zheng turned into the center of the vortex. The paper-killing man could not escape, and was all rolled towards the center of the vortex.

The Great Dragon Elephant!

Three swords of blood clouds! All five internal organs are burned!

For evil ghosts, it is a natural restrained burning yang fire. It is a heavy sword force after sacrifice with the qi and blood. It explodes instantly. When you see the square sun in the sky, it is like a flame top, and it hits the paper that is sucked in the sky without fear, breaking the paper that is sucked in the air into burning pieces of paper.

Puff! Puff!

Puchichi!

Ordinary soul energy +1.

Ordinary soul energy +1.

...

Dozens of white ghosts in the sky were blown up and strangled in the sky.

The human skin scriptures instantly absorbed sixty-seven strands of ordinary soul energy.

"Young man! Don't be more frugal! The matter of King Lao a few months ago was indeed that King Lao broke the rules first and left the seventy-two gates of hell without authorization. King Lao is dead, and our tomb guards have paid the price they deserve. The underworld blood-handed man slaughtered two tribe members, my tomb guards. Now you are taking the initiative to come to your door. The reason is that we stand by our side. Do you really think that our tomb guards dare not resist and kill you..."

clang!

Something was in the burning paper scraps that were blown up all over the sky. It suddenly blocked the square gyro and rotated with a knife. A circle of gorgeous energy explosion shock waves burst out in the sky, illuminating the corpse hole in an instant.

It's as bright as day.

Among the burning confetti in the sky, there was a middle-aged scholar with a pale complexion and a white dress.

It is still preserved for ancient people's clothes.

But it looked like he was lying in the coffin for many years without sunlight, and he didn't look like a normal living person at all.

"You are just a junior in the early stage of the Night Tour Envoy. I am the late stage of the Night Tour Envoy, and I will kill you like..."

The middle-aged scholar has not finished speaking yet, the great dragon elephant!

Three swords of Blood Cloud! Bone and tendons are broken!

The middle-aged scholar was confidently reaching out to block at first, but the next moment, when he realized something was wrong, it was too late to change his moves and block them.

Fang Zheng's face was cold, and his eyes were extremely calm during the battle.

Qi illusion!

puff!

One arm was cut shoulder-to-shoulder with a sharp ghost-headed knife.

The body in mid-air suddenly lost its balance, like a ground-based missile, falling to the ground, smashing a big pit in the mountain of corpses.

"What, how is that possible! You are just the early stage of night tour, but I am the late stage of night tour!"

A horrifying voice came from the pit of the corpse mountain.

Fang Zheng ignored it, holding a long sword in his hand, and strides out with both feet. However, there was no middle-aged scholar in the pit.

At this moment, hundreds of men and women corpses stood up in the corpse cave, and then formed a stream of corpses, surrounding and killing them.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Fang Zheng stood still, the sharp claws of these ordinary corpses could not even break the golden streaming cicada film attached to the skin on his body.

Apart from hindering Fang Zheng's actions, no substantial damage can be caused.

"Too light! Too light, too light or too light!"

As the battle was fought, Fang Zheng's momentum became more and more fierce.

However!

In this corpse cave like the Senro Hell, there are more dead corpses standing up, and more corpses surround the Fangzheng in the center.

Dragon and tiger double-shaped golden bell cover! Hardened!

Roar! Sing!

A dragon and a tiger roared, with a fierce sound, bursting his eardrums, and an antique golden bell covered Fang Zheng, knocking the corpse around him away and pushing out.

Seeing that he could not break through quickly, he took this opportunity to take the opportunity to retract the boiling blood in his body. He put away the qi and blood sacrifice state, and the misty white steam on his body condensed into a handful of yang fire on his shoulders. At the same time, he swallowed a blood-replenishing medicine in time to restore some of the qi and blood burned in his body.

Avoid the weakness period after the sacrifice of Qi and Blood.

Looking at the loss of the middle-aged scholar, he fell into an endless stream of corpses for a moment. The Golden Bell Cover was swallowed by the tide of corpses. The square inside the Golden Bell Cover had a calm and calm look.

A stream of true energy spread throughout the surface of the golden bell cover...

It is true energy to observe the enemy!

Bang! Crack!

The ancient temple bell was knocked out with a loud noise. In the corpse flow, there was an extremely fast figure that almost broke the golden bell cover. The golden bell cover cracked, but it was only limited to this.

If you really want to break the Golden Bell Cover, you will still have some strength left.

It was the middle-aged scholar who was hiding in the corpse stream waiting for an opportunity to attack the late-stage middle-aged scholar!

If one blow fails, the middle-aged scholar retreats, trying to hide in the corpse again and wait for an opportunity to move.

But Fang Zheng didn't give him this opportunity at all.

True energy to observe the enemy!

Finally caught you!

"Hide like a mouse, the gravekeeper is just like this in my eyes!"

As soon as the breath in his body changed, the Dragon and Tiger Golden Bell Cover disappeared, dong! dong! dong! Fang was like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, rushing all the way, savagely flying and knocking away the dead body that was in the way, the Demon-Subduing Vajra Seal!

Seeing Huhu's fist marks hit towards him, the middle-aged scholar almost bit his tongue so scared that he bit his tongue and his scalp became a little numb.

"Damn it! You definitely have the strength to use the night tour to the later stage! How is it possible! It only took three months!"

A chill surged in the middle-aged scholar's heart.

Fang Zheng came so fast that the middle-aged scholar had no chance to use other means, so he could only force his breath and forcibly block the Fang Zheng's fist seal with only one arm.

"Good come! Let me see the late night tour, and I can catch a few punches!"

"The night tour makes the gravekeeper in the later stage. He will probably cry for a long time if he punches him?!!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The more the middle-aged scholar received Fang Zheng's fist seal, the more shocked he was. He only had two punches! He could no longer catch Fang Zheng's huge and boundless punch intention.

Every time he fights back, he is like being mentally read, he can always be predicted in advance, so that every fight back will be interrupted in advance.

In particular, the huge and domineering fist intention on Fang Zheng's fist just suppressed the Yin power in his body, making it difficult for him to exert all his strength.

Crack! Crack!

There were more and more cracks on the arm, cracking and opening a series of large gaps, which were wounds that were torn by Fang Zheng’s great fist.

finally!

The arms covered with cracks are no longer able to support them in the domineering and airtight fist shadows.

Pang!

The only remaining arm was blown out by Fang Zheng's fist print!

"Six Fist, it seems that you are just in the late night tour, ranking at the bottom!"

Fang Zheng looked at the middle-aged scholar who was punched by him and flew out like a cannonball. His face was cold and his tone was strong.

After hearing Fang Zheng's words, the middle-aged scholar finally couldn't help feeling frustrated and shouted in humiliation: "Are you crazy? I'm sleeping well next to the White Tiger coffin. You can't lift the White Tiger coffin, and turn your head to hit me, what's the matter!"

"Because you are the weakest among these four guys playing in the coffin!" Fang Zheng took it for granted.

"Of course, you have to pick soft persimmons to pinch them!"

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Chapter completed!