Demon King Kong Seal!

People have three fires, and if the three fires are prosperous, all evil will not invade.

If all three fires are extinguished, the oil runs out and the lamp withers,

If the three fires are incomplete, it is easy to be in a trance, weak and sickly, and it is easy to provoke unclean things.

At this moment, the qi and blood in Fangzheng's body were surging like a tidal wave, and the three fires were as vigorous as a raging furnace.

Bang!

The fist print is like a locomotive head-on, hitting the chest of the groom's paper piercing people, poof, like the abnormal sound of the cloth breaking, the hot blood and true qi on Fangzheng's fist directly pierced the chest of the groom's paper piercing people.

"You ......"

The paper man looked at the square in front of him, even if he was hit so hard, his face always had a pale complexion and a strange smile that would not change, because he was a paper man, and he only had a dead face.

In fact, the paper man was a little shocked by Fangzheng's successive quick blows.

He couldn't figure it out,

Why can this wild Taoist priest in front of him ignore the ability of the face of the night,

originally

He has the confidence to kill the other party,

He has the confidence to kill the other party!

But it was such a miscalculation that led to a failure.

The reason why he was not affected was because he was an accomplice to the Connector, and the wearer was able to control the range and abilities of the Night Face.

But he couldn't understand why the Dao robe on Fang Zheng's body could actually restrain the dark night face of the underworld.

The grave keeper, dressed in the groom's clothes, panicked inside.

But before the paper piercing man could open the second word, Fangzheng's follow-up blow, under the true qi to detect the enemy, had quickly pursued.

The grave keeper finally sensed that something was wrong, and every time he moved, he seemed to be suppressed by the other party's prediction, foresight.

He didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly summoned the remaining paper people to help him besiege Fangzheng together.

The next moment, the paper people around gave up the painting skin ghost and slaughtered Xiang Fangzheng together.

They have a heart for their master.

Boom!

Under the ghost's claws, a large number of sparks burst out, tearing out a sharp and piercing sound like gold and iron cutting, and the cicada membrane was broken layer by layer... But at this moment, Fang Zheng, regardless of these ordinary paper people, only locked on the grave keeper in front of him in his cold eyes.

"Two months ago, I was able to kill your son, your grandson, your great-grandson, your great-great-grandson!"

"Two months later, I can also kill you who are not human and ghost!"

Burst!

The knife fell, and the other arm of the grave keeper was cut off by Fang Zheng.

Just as Fang Zheng was about to cut the next knife, several paper piercing people took the initiative to hit Fang Zheng's knife edge, successfully delaying Fang Zheng, and successfully allowing the tomb keeper to escape at the last moment.

"Get out of here!"

Fang Zheng was murderous, and the knife light was twisted, and no paper person could withstand the edge of the ghost head knife, just rubbing a little edge, and was shocked into pieces by the killing karma and scorching true qi on the ghost head knife.

Knock!

With his legs like a brute elephant stepping on the ground, Fang Zheng raised a knife to chase and kill the grave keeper who fled in embarrassment.

Rumble!

Thundered!

Along the way, the soil and rocks cracked, the ancient trees were broken, and they were shattered into confetti, and all kinds of obstacles were smashed where the ghost head knife in Fang Zheng's hand passed.

The sword light was agitated, the true qi was vertical and horizontal, and the pavilions that rose from the ground along the way were all shattered and incinerated under the ghost's head knife.

Fang Zheng held a long knife in his hand, chasing and killing the grave keeper like a humanoid tyrannosaurus all the way, and everything that stood in front of him was shattered under the sharp ghost head knife in his hand.

Behind the villa, there was nothing but mess and flaming confetti flying in the sky, and... The courtyard walls, rockeries, and pavilions were all cut under the ghost head knife and torn to pieces, leaving only the bare mountain villa.

There was no expression on the grave keeper's face, only the lifeless pale face of the paper man, and the strange smiling face that looked like a dead man.

The grave keeper fled to the depths of the villa, where there were very chaotic fluctuations of terrifying energy, and in the distance there were linemen and Gao Shuhua fighting.

"Save Me ......"

The grave keeper calls for help from the lineman.

However, at this moment, the connector himself is not guaranteed.

I saw that the lineman was wearing a mask on his face, but there were blood stains on his body, and it was also stained with dust, and he looked a little embarrassed, and I don't know what he had experienced before.

On the other hand, Gao Shuhua is constantly throwing out a steady stream of painted skin ghosts, and she herself cooperates with the ghost sea tactics to restrain the movement space of the wiring division.

The face of the night does not seem to have any effect on Gao Shu's paintings.

As long as you think about it a little, you can figure it out, if Gao Shuhua is not prepared, how can she have the confidence to take the initiative to hunt down the connector.

When the grave keeper saw that the connector was being dragged, he was afraid that he was a mud bodhisattva and could not protect himself when he crossed the river, so he hurriedly changed his direction and continued to flee.

"You can't kill me here! I'm the lord of the mansion, everything here is paper, it's all under my control, I ......"

But soon, the mansion master's angry voice suddenly stopped abruptly like a dumb fire.

It turned out that everything in the villa that could attack Fang Zheng's buildings had been crushed by the long knife in Fang Zheng's hand, and only the bare foundation of Nuoda Mountain Villa remained.

After a lap, he ran back to the position where the high platform was.

Only the podium is the only building left.

The grave keepers have no way back.

"Who the hell are you?"

"What kind of grudge do I have with you?"

"You are obviously wearing Taoist robes, but the way you fight is a bit like the fierce and yang methods of Shakya's disciples......"

Fang Zheng only had five words of indifference: "The one who came to kill you!"

The grave keeper who was like a trapped beast let out an unwilling roar, but he was no longer able to return to the sky, and the cold light flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

Bang!

As if deflated, the paper man fell straight on his back, and the blazing true qi at the wound ignited a flame, incinerating the paper man into black ashes.

Normal Soul +1.

At the same time, the rest of the remaining paper-piercing people seemed to be connected to the life of the tomb keeper, and as the tomb keeper was cut off by Fang Zheng's head, they all fell to the ground and stiffened.

Normal Soul +1, +1, +1......

More than a dozen wisps of soul energy were recorded in an instant.

It didn't take long for the special soul energy to +1!

It flew from the direction of the battle between Gao Shuhua and the wiring division.

As soon as Fang Zheng raised his eyes, he saw Gao Shuhua holding a blood-drenched human head, jumping and rushing.

It seems that the night side of the Connector has been ruined.

"You killed the grave keeper?" After Fei Fei approached, Gao Shuhua looked at the humanoid ashes on the ground, and frowned.

"He resisted fiercely, and I didn't hold any of them, so I accidentally killed them. Fang Zheng put the knife into the box and said lightly.

At this time, Fang Zheng was very cold, and there was still a residual indifference in the battle.

"You can obviously capture the grave keeper alive and earn 1.2 million. Gao Shu's words seem to be a bit reproachful and displeased.

She had planned to capture the grave keeper alive and study the paper piercing people.

"Kill is kill, where are there so many problems. Fang Zheng replied impatiently, and then walked silently to the thirty-five brides on the high platform.

This time, Gao Shuhua didn't speak again.