At this moment, the few big words that kept flashing in his mind were: pretending to be forced to be grassy instead......

Bang.

Fu Yang fell like a dead pig on the cold ground of the White Bone Temple. Spit out a mouthful of blood again, only to feel as if a blade had been stuffed into my chest, and it was constantly stirring!

The bones in his back seemed to be broken, and the slightest movement hurt terribly. I can't even crawl, let alone stand up and run for my life.

"It's over, it's over! I'm afraid I'm really going to take a dog this time. ”

Fu Yang's heart was gloomy. I only hope that this ghost king will not abuse him and give him pleasure......

"Damn big brother, you smashed me for so long, it hurt me so much. I'm going to play with you like that, too! Torture you! Smash every bone in your body, bit by bit, into powder! ”

Exercise! I'm really afraid of something!

This damn bear kid really wants to torture him alive.

"Well, it's really the end of the calf! I can basically play GG in this life......"

Listening to the voice of the Ghost Monarch full of endless anger, Fu Yang knew that his vitality had been cut off. In this cave at a depth of eighty meters underground, in the White Bone Temple, it is impossible for anyone to save him.

"Unless...... Life is the same as blood, so I have the possibility of survival. ”

He sighed and crawled with difficulty on the cold floor of the White Bone Temple, glancing back at the Ghost Monarch who was rapidly approaching him. Wait for death to come!

There was a cold touch on the calves. The cold and bone-chilling voice of the Ghost Monarch sounded: "Big brother, you say, should I break your left leg or your right leg first?" ”

"Lao Tzu wants to break your third leg! But you don't understand a bear child who hasn't grown any hair, do you? Hahaha. If you were a living person, my brother would have spent a lot of money to hire ten muscular men from Africa to explode your little chrysanthemum......"

Fu Yang knew that he would not escape death, so he simply let go, and scolded wildly when he opened his mouth. All kinds of foul language are simply spilled out like no money, and they are endless, and they are unbearable.

Rao is the other party is a fierce ghost who has been dead for many years, and he is also so angry that he screams.

"Okay, big brother, I'll smash your third leg first."

After saying that, he kicked over, and Fu Yang rolled over in the air. Bang and lie on the ground with your back facing the sky. It hurt so much that he vomited another mouthful of blood......

Then before he could recover from it, he saw the hideous and terrifying appearance of the Ghost King, and a black iron lampholder smashed towards his crotch!

"I'm about to take the dog ......" Fu Yang sighed and closed his eyes in resignation.

At this moment, a flame the size of a human head suddenly roared from the entrance of the White Bone Temple. In an instant, it crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and then bombarded the Ghost Monarch's chest.

The scorching flames carried a powerful force, and directly beat it to a staggering back several steps. Then a familiar voice came from the doorway.

"Little Yoko, you ****, Nima shouldn't hurry up and hide!"

It was actually Ah Huang's voice!!

At this moment, Fu Yang burst into tears. I just feel that the world is so beautiful, and life should be as bloody as a TV series!

"Brother has an aura like the protagonist in the network, this big ......" He used his hands and feet together, endured the severe pain all over his body and crawled forward frantically.

It's a pity that his speed is too much worse than that of the Ghost King.

Before he could climb out a few meters away, he felt a gust of wind behind him, and the rancid smell was tangcient. Apparently the damn ghost pounced on it!

"Grass! Help is coming, I can't die on the eve of dawn. What a loss! ”

The strong survival ** made Fu Yang endure the severe pain all over his body, and he supported the ground with both hands and slammed it, and the whole person actually flew out like a fish. It fluttered and landed under the incense table that was piled up with smoked hearts.

As soon as I left my original position, I heard a "boom".

The angry Ghost Monarch was really fierce, and as soon as he stepped down, he trampled out a small pit and countless cracks on the rocky ground.

It's such a time difference, Ah Huang's second Dao attack is finally here!

Five small figures cut out of yellow rune paper flew in the air like a blast of wind. Although it is only the size of a palm, it can also let out bursts of giggling and laughing like a real person.

As soon as he flew to the ghost king, whose body was already in tatters, he pasted it.

Five small paper figures were pasted on its forehead, heart, back, navel, and tail vertebrae.

As if he had been immobilized, the ferocious Ghost Monarch immediately stopped moving. It's just that he can still use that vicious look to stare at Fu Yang who is embarrassed under the incense case.

"Hey, Yoko-chan, are you dead? If you're still alive, move quickly. It's safe to climb behind me. ”

Ah Huang screamed, and then finally rushed in with his real body. Wielding a peachwood sword in his hand, he stepped on special steps and attacked the Ghost King.

"Don't curse me! Brother is still alive and well. ”

Fu Yang grinned in pain, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out another mouthful of old blood. Crawling on the ground faster than Xiaoqiang, who has been sprayed with insecticide......

Ah Huang stabbed the peachwood sword into the neck of the ghost king, wanting to cut off the head of this thing!

Clang!!!

It was as if the trills produced by the impact of metal reverberated throughout the White Bone Temple.

"Grass! A seriously injured ghost king who has been beaten out of Xiang is still so awesome? Ah Huang also felt a little incredible.

But today is the best opportunity, if you can't take this damn ghost monarch's body, then I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future!

So Ah Huang did not intend to retreat, but continued to attack. The peachwood sword in his hand stabbed, picked, teased, and slashed at all the vital parts around this fierce ghost......

A set of Daomen swordsmanship was cast. Although it didn't completely destroy this product, it made it even weaker.

It's time!

Ah Huang put away the sword and stood up, put the peach wood sword in front of him with a brush, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands: "Urgent as the law, Sanqing gives me power!" Paper servant, explode for me! ”

As soon as the words fell, the five little paper figures who were clinging to the ghost monarch's body to restrict its movement actually "boomed" and burst into flames.

Moreover, those fiery snakes also spread and connected around the body of this ghost king, and finally covered it. Turn this fierce ghost into a weird fire man!

"Kill, kill, kill...... I'm going to kill you. Kill everyone ......"

The ghost monarch screamed miserably in the raging fire of the Dao Law, saying cruel words in a child's voice, and this contrast was indescribably terrifying.

After Ah Huang finished casting this whole set of spells, he looked very tired and quickly retreated to Fu Yang's side.

This guy is already so weak that his legs are weak, but he still pretends to be triumphant.

"Yoko Ko...... Brother, I actually killed a ghost king! My master may not be able to handle it. I can blow this awesome for the rest of my life! ”

Fu Yang, who was crawling on the ground, complained: "Be careful if you can't pretend to be forced but be grassed!" It's not dead yet, don't take it lightly. (Four watches are over!) Everyone's recommendation votes today, please vote for Lao Wu~)