There are more people who want Wu Jitang to die. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And if you want Wu Jitang to accompany the funeral, there will be even more, just yesterday, there was one, Qin Muhai, it can be said that the situation in Yiyang City is inseparable from this man.

If it weren't for his cunning and insidiousness, there wouldn't have been so many people dead, the entire Yiyang City would have been buried with him, and even his demon sacrifice himself would be in it, but he must not be satisfied.

Qin Muhai must have a wish to let Wu Jitang die, because what a man like Wu Jitang said would definitely be able to do, but if he died, then everything would be nonsense.

There are no winners in Yiyang City today, everyone has lost completely, such a huge city, there are only three people who still have life to spit out, some people deserve to die, and some people are absolutely innocent, but whether they should or shouldn't, they shouldn't take their souls as nutrients for their own growth.

The magic sacrifice that is deeply locked in the Buddha's formula of the word 'Mi' will have no hope of life.

But who can say that he is the mastermind, why does the eyes of a Zen monk look at the figure of Yakoki crawling among the devastated ruins, there is a flash of compassion.

For such a person, he can still have compassion, and he is really a monk.

In this world, those eyes can't see Wu Jitang, who is suffering in pain, and they can't see Han Xian, who is smiling like a spring breeze, only the reptile who hovers between half-dead and pretending to be dead in the bloody field.

No one knew what he was thinking with that face of compassion mixed with sighs, just as no one knew that in the face of such a great sin, Yizen could actually let it go.

The gaze from the sky, does the humble Yakomi know?

He must have noticed that the person who had done such a sinful thing was now full of fear in his skin, and he really felt that he was going to die, because he felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in heaven at all times.

Why do you choose to crawl like this, it's not that you don't want to stand up proudly, but because you feel that the spine is as if it doesn't exist, and the chaff-like legs don't have half the strength at this time, and why can you still move as before, will you remember to thank your great hands?

If it weren't for the strength he had left, he would have been able to linger with the dark shadows in Yiyang City today.

At this moment, his body was covered with blood, and what those eyes saw was not a broken wall, but countless pairs of tentacles tearing at him.

Yizen's eyes were closed, did he feel pity for that person's kindness, or did those closed eyes want to say that that person also has more perseverance than ordinary people, otherwise he would not have burst out with such perseverance in order to survive.

How can other people's hearts guess that Ichichan closes his eyes because he doesn't want to see.

But Wu Jitang's majestic body, which was also still standing in the air, really couldn't do anything for his soul, and that body had long lost its strength.

This is really thanks to a Zen monk, if it weren't for his 'Mi' character to seal the Buddha's formula, such a great person would have fallen to pieces and buried Qin Muhai.

Wu Jitang, who will not fall to death, has been forced to a dead end by the Demon Sacrifice, maybe the Demon Sacrifice really wants to become the thing that the Qin Mu clan should be most grateful for, as long as he kills Wu Jitang, then the only son Qin Muyang will not die, and the first culprit of the whole clan will also be punished.

Just because he was going to die, the Demon Priest was trying all his tricks to kill Wu Jitang.

Waiting for death is not the style of a faceless person, and dying is the character of each of them, and Wu Jitang wants to carry him forward.

The war in the depths of the soul is extremely unequal, and the enemies who want to drown Wu Jitang all over the world do not have the idea of achieving the demon sacrifice.

And now it made him feel a deep fear, the overwhelming demonic thoughts actually did not wear out Wu Jitang's soul is still secondary, and more importantly, the soul that was sacrificed has actually been deformed, and he is also strong The flesh and blood that was eaten at will by himself, and the weakness of his teeth was completely because of him.

What a wonderful person this is, if this person can be dragged into hell together, then what is there to regret, the dying person should be good!

But he is indeed not a human being, but a hungry demon gathered by countless resentments that have devoured countless resentments.

And this hungry ghost is being sealed in the door of hungry ghosts today, and a Zen monk is really good to him, and he actually rewarded him with such an excellent soul.

Although the deformed soul is not a fish meat that he is allowed to slaughter, he knows too well how to concoct such an excellent soul because he is familiar with the soul.

The spine that has not been broken is still standing, just like the spear in Wu Jitang's hand, because of the victory in front of him, will those legs still be tired, and will the spear still feel tortured?

Wu Jitang didn't know how many enemies he had crushed, what he could know was his eyes to support the enemy until he completely retreated.

I wanted to catch my breath, but my throat was forgotten, and even my face did not show half a point of happiness because of the victory in front of me, but grabbed the spear tighter.

Because a good soul knows that the enemy's retreat is not a defeat, but a final killing move.

Do you want to rest, take this opportunity to breathe, so as to prepare for the final charge of the enemy?

Without such an opportunity, the tense soul knew that he couldn't relax for half a point, because Wu Jitang himself knew that as long as he relaxed a little, then it would not be a little loose.

At that time, the spear will not be held tightly in the palms, the legs will not be able to support the body, and the spine will not be able to stand upright, and there will not even be a chance to bend.

The only fate is to break.

Those who understand know everything, so the momentum is rising step by step, just like a person who ascends to the battlefield in his heyday, although he knows the lack of God, but his momentum and form are not different at all.

Sure enough, everything was as Wu Jitang expected.

Who appeared in his soul world, he was no stranger, the guy who imprisoned himself and gnawed on flesh and blood remembered him too well, his calm face, and a sneer slowly flashed: "You can't destroy the body, do you want to smooth the soul, delusional!"

Wu Jitang's smile, the face of the Demon Sacrifice that had not yet condensed could be read, and the Demon Sacrifice must have wanted to sneer back, but the face was the first to accept the anger, and it was still the shame of the stars in his eyes.

You must know that you have a mortal heart, and you actually lost in the collision of momentum, just like the previous demonic torture.

is a villain, shame is just embellishing anger, and it just makes the heart of dragging Wu Jitang into hell more firm.

Will you lose?

He will die, Wu Jitang didn't think about it, but can he kill the demon sacrifice in front of him?

Will he die?

Similarly, Wu Jitang didn't think about it.

The only thing I've ever thought about is that I want to fight a happy battle, and physically I don't have the strength to fight in the face of the vicious demon sacrifice, but this is the world of my soul?

If you don't even have the courage to fight, then what reason is there for your backbone to stand.

Those eyes were completely sharp, and the demon sacrifices they looked at were a little dodgy.

The Demon Priest must have hated himself very much, because that damn heart, just the forced gaze of his eyes, actually felt fear, so how would he fight?

The timid must want to embolden themselves: "Ah!"

The roar was churning in the soul world, and his own heavy drinking also made the demon priest feel a little at ease, and he shouted again: "You are blind in the flesh, and you won't kill one soul for me!"

There was no use for talking nonsense, and the Demon Sacrifice was obviously not talking nonsense, those eyes were the source of his fear, so it was understandable to break him.

Countless tentacles were derived from the huge head, which were condensed together like braids, and after the condensation, they went straight to Wu Jitang's eyes.

Is it still such a means?

Wu Jitang's sneer was not put away, and his physical body was powerless to resist in the face of such a move.

But do you think such a means would still be useful in such a world?

You still want to imprison me, go dream.

Maybe the Demon Sacrifice should have thought of it a long time ago, but it always hurts if a good thing falls through in my heart, and it's still a thing that knows that I'm going to die.

"So what, do you think that if you can't be fixed, you won't be able to kill you, ridiculous guy, let you see the means of the Demon Master" Who can say that this is a demon sacrifice to embolden yourself.

The evil hand that wanted to pierce Wu Jitang's eyes was not fake, and the faint ink light above the tip exuded a cold that froze everything.

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