I saw that under the fluorescent light, a small body was lying in the palm of the black Buddha spread out in front of the navel!

Wearing a blue silk republican gown, his head is only half of it. The other half shattered, like a damaged humanoid doll......

It's that little boy of the ghost king!

The physical part of it, to be exact.

Before on the edge of Lin Xin Lake, it was this thing that appeared arrogantly and beat Ah Huang directly to vomit blood and fall into a coma. I also want to make a hole in my head and eat it as a pure natural tofu brain!

Fortunately, the ghost qi that Dong Wei left in Fu Yang's body was stimulated and crippled. and personally went out to help, so that the two escaped......

Now, the somewhat broken body lay motionless on the Black Buddha's palm.

According to Ah Huang's speculation, Dong Wei should be a legendary-level ghost king realm, and the ghost qi left to Fu Yang is only one success. It was also enough to seriously injure the little boy of the Ghost King, lose most of his strength, and need to recuperate for a long time.

That's why they're so anxious to find it and destroy it completely! Let the soul that lurks in the shadows of nowhere unable to merge with the physical body, and lose the opportunity to become a corpse soul demon forever.

"Although I don't think the Queen is as powerful as Ah Huang boasts, this damn bear child should indeed be very weak. It seems that he should be hiding in this White Bone Temple to recuperate? ”

Fu Yang's eyes rolled, and many thoughts flashed in his head.

"Don't miss the opportunity, it's **** if you lose it. Now that my brother has found your base camp, I have to kill you! ”

At this moment, Fu Yang felt that he was righteous and awe-inspiring. It has the chivalrous style of eliminating harm for the people in ancient times.

The fear in his heart was poured out by the hot blood pressure, and he looked around. A row of black iron lamps was found on either side of the temple shrine.

These lamps are cast from pig iron and are more than a meter high; It has a heavy, thick base and a groove on top for the lamp oil, and in the middle is a slender but sturdy iron.

"Not bad! This thing can be used as a weapon. ”

Fu Yang was very satisfied with this black iron lamp, and quickly took one and held it in his hand.

Then with the support of his other hand, he climbed up to the shrine like an agile monkey.

When he arrived at the huge palm of the Black Buddha, he saw the ghost king child lying flat. With only half a head, it looks gloomy, hideous, and terrifying.

"Huh...... The fabric of the clothes he was wearing was so familiar. ”

Fu Yang suddenly noticed the blue Republic of China robe on the Ghost Monarch's child. It dawned on me: the same clothes as the guy who attacked him in the city archives before!

Sure enough, people and ghosts colluded to do bad things!

Fu Yang hated his teeth itching. I thought that after destroying the body of this bear child, if I had the opportunity to get out alive, I must put all these living scum who "helped ghosts and abuse" into prison, and sentenced them all to death in order to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

"Alright, Bear Child. Let my brother send you on your way thoroughly! It seems that you are from the Republic of China? It's time to be dead for so long. Don't hurt people in the next life......"

Fu Yang clenched the iron rod of the lamp with both hands and suddenly raised it high above his head. Smash it down with all your might!

Bang!

The heavy lampholder smashed into the corpse's chest.

Fu Yang felt as if he had smashed on a hard and elastic truck tire, and the force of the shock made the tiger's mouth numb, and his arms were a little sore.

"Grass! Did this bear kid practice the iron cloth shirt when he was alive? So hard. ”

But it's okay. The hard blow still made its chest sink a large chunk. Apparently the bones have been shattered.

"One, two, three, four, one more time!"

Fu Yang used his hands hard again, picked up the black iron lamp that was more than one meter long, and frantically smashed the ghost monarch's body on the black Buddha's palm.

Bang bang, bang bang.

The continuous sound sounded in the empty and dead White Bone Temple, which seemed very strange and infiltrating.

Although the Ghost King is strong, his physical body has not yet reached the point of being invulnerable like a "zombie". After being smashed by Fu Yang like this, he only heard the sound of broken bones, and his teeth were sore and piercing. One arm has been smashed to the ground and torso separated.

"I'm smashing, I'm smashing, I'm smashing! Let you hurt people, let you still want to hurt my goddess Qin Mei. It makes you want to turn into a corpse soul demon and harm more people! I smashed ......"

Fu Yang didn't even notice it himself. His strength has at least doubled now compared to before!

The black iron lamp used for this sacrifice is more than 30 catties, and it can be picked up like this and used as a brick to smash, at least it is equivalent to the level of a national fighting champion.

He was sweating like rain, and he was about to aim at it with a ruthless blow - directly smashing off the remaining half of the ghost's head.

Seeing the heavy lampholder fall down accurately......

But something unexpected happened!

The eyes of the Ghost Monarch, which had been closed, opened suddenly!!

What kind of eyes are they?

Cold, fierce, eerie, hideous...... There is not a trace of emotion in it. It is as if the purpose of existence is to kill and destroy, to harm people.

"Big brother, have you smashed enough?"

A cold and piercing voice spat out from the mouth of the Ghost Monarch's child.

Fu Yang was so frightened that he was about to pee, but he knew that this was the last chance, and the lamp in his hand did not stop or hesitate in the slightest. Keep whistling and smashing down!

Bang.

The lampholder did not smash into its head, but was held up by one of its outstretched palms.

Obviously he was just a seven or eight-year-old child, and his palm was very small and looked very weak. But he stubbornly blocked Fu Yang's full smash, and firmly held the heavy lampholder.

"Grass! I knew that I would break the two arms of this ghost bear child at the beginning. ”

Fu Yang shouted in regret, he shouldn't have smashed his body at the beginning.

But now, it's too late to regret everything.

The Ghost King's physical body has been revived, and a soul and a spirit have returned to his body out of nowhere.

"Afraid of wool? It hadn't recovered from its previous injuries, and now it was smashed to pieces. is so weak, Lao Tzu will go out and be hard***! The entire people of Jiangcheng will be grateful for my kindness. ”

Fu Yang thought about it for a while, but he didn't plan to run away. I also want to pick up the lamp again, change the end and continue to smash it.

But it turns out that underestimating a terrifying existence like the Ghost King is going to suffer a big loss!

The Ghost Monarch sat up from the palm of the Black Buddha Statue with a swish, and grabbed the middle of the slender lamp with his remaining right hand. As soon as he pulled hard, he snatched it from Fu Yang's hand.

With one hand, the seemingly thin little arm was rounded and smashed on the back of Fu Yang, who turned around and wanted to run!

"Good chicken hurts !!"

Fu Yang spat blood from his mouth, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell under the shrine. (3rd Update!) Readers who haven't voted for the recommendation should vote as soon as possible)