There were many people who survived the Divine Slaughterhouse this time, and Yexi always felt that those plants might not have used all their strength, and at the moment when they all retreated, the Divine Slaughterhouse was broken, and they stood under the canopy again.

After the catastrophe, no one celebrated the new life on the spot, but immediately scattered and fled, although there were no two god slaughterhouses in the same place, but the lingering palpitations in their hearts made them dare not stay.

Yexi released the painting boat and carried Huobao to the bed in his room in distress.

Huobao didn't spare any strength, and the power of the source continued to be output, although he persevered to the end, his face was whiter than the clothes on his body at this moment.

Humming weakly: "I'm fine, just sleep." ”

As soon as the placket moved, Ye Xiaosha came out, and three little paws grabbed Huobao's clothes, leaned against him, and leaned against each other.

Huo Bao was moved to tears: "My son, I didn't raise you in vain." ”

Night Creek: "..."

Well, she couldn't say a word of comfort.

Touching the goosebumps on his arms, he came out of the room, and he was still practicing calligraphy.

It's just - just more than 20 days, and it was shrouded by the god slaughterhouse.

This time, Yexi sensed it three seconds in advance, and instantly put Ye Xiaosha and Huobao into the space together, and the painting boat was put away, and the space god escaped to the nearest edge.

Clang-Yexi stopped, and seemed to hear the sound of the iron pot falling, just one step, just one step and she could go out.

Alas, next time, she will definitely enter the space herself.

This time, the god slaughterhouse turned out to be a hellish scene, with demons rampant and ghosts.

Yexi raised his eyebrows, what's the matter, the great god who cast this god slaughterhouse is from a ghost?

The ghosts of the shadows cried and pounced, and Yexi automatically soundtracked in his heart: Give me back my life, give me back my life-

There was a bang in the right hand, and the impermanence of the same chain flew out, locking a large number of ghosts, but unfortunately, the imitation version is the imitation version, and there is no genuine effect, and those ghosts still pounce on the chains.

"Night Creek, you give me my life-"

The grim and miserable cry is a woman.

Yexi was stunned for a moment, took a closer look, and found one from the ghost head, which was clearly water and real.

Ouch?

Look around, her father, her man, her fellow door, those she knows, and those she doesn't know.

Later, isn't that Zhuo Yan and Xiaoyaozong's?

There are other familiar ones.

And then again, hey, guess what she saw?

The three-eyed emperor she killed, many of them said that they were originally ugly, and now they are even uglier when they become ghosts.

Is this the person who has been killed and turned into a ghost to take revenge?

Bah! Devils believe it.

Those who died in Cangyu had no reincarnation at all, they died when they died, and their souls turned into energy and returned to the earth. Dixin, even more impossible, was wiped clean on the spot and eaten by the four trees.

There are other things that are out of sight, and she has killed them directly or indirectly... Uh, so much?

But if she is buried in her hands, either the soul of the god is fed to the four trees, or she is directly sent to reincarnation with kindness.

How could it be possible to be here?

So, how did she come to the plot of the God Slaughterhouse to materialize some of her experiences?

Is the medium air?

Or is it something else?

For example, if you look in the demon mirror or something, you can show who you have harmed with a single photo?

Wait, looking in the mirror? I have a twin mirror.

Calling for the twin mirrors, oh no, the twin mirrors are in space, and they can't be summoned.

The chains rattled, and after thinking about it so much, all the ghosts rushed to the eyes, knowing that they were just imitations, and Yexi didn't have a word of homely thoughts, so he directly shook his fist and smashed it.

Bang bang bang, ghostly splashing.

The ghost skin is very brittle, and it does not resist, and with one punch, three or five brains bloom.

Yexi frowned, it couldn't be that simple.

Sure enough—

"Give me back my life—"

"Give me back my life—"

"Give me back my life—"

The same sound came from different directions at the same time.

"Shui Zhenzhen", who was fortunate enough to be the first to be exploded, drilled several out of the broken pieces and pounced again.

The same goes for the other ones that explode.

Isn't it killing more and more?

Yexi scolded impatiently, and poked his fingertips with a golden color.

The ghost thing ignites like a piece of paper, and in an instant it burns to ashes, and there is no regeneration.

Yexi is not happy, although she doesn't need to get merit, and most of them are given away, but, who doesn't like Jin Cancan's warmth? That's all she has, she really doesn't want to waste it.

Forget it, ghosts are ghosts, who is afraid of whom, this king is not a ghost.

Decisively withdraw the merit and switch back to using your fists, well, aren't you able to break into a few pieces and give birth to a few ghosts? I'm going to play with a handful of broken ice, and you have the ability to drown me.

Punch after punch, punch after punch, and soon Night Creek beat her to the ground, and there was nowhere to put her feet.

The ghost was beaten to a temper, and he didn't care to pounce on her, and the strange yin qi penetrated into the seams of her clothes and swam against the skin, trying to penetrate through the pores to invade the viscera and brain.

Yexi released a thin layer of spiritual power to protect the surface of the body, so that the ghost qi could not enter at all, and he had no worries about fighting. Later, he thought that he was too slow to use his fists, and remembered that Sun Dasheng's golden hoop stick fell down the mountain, so he simply released more divine soldiers, a big stick of 108,000 catties, and threw it into the air, fell, and rolled.

Dumpling wrappers in one place.

Yexi couldn't help laughing, summoned the stick with a bad heart, and drilled out more ghosts from the dumpling skin on the ground, and threw it again, rolled, put it away again, and threw it again.

She added 108,000 catties and nearly 40,000 catties of rolling pins to roll around, rolling around, and successfully rolled the dumpling wrappers into a flatbread.

"It's a pity that there is no stuffing."

If there is a filling, she can wrap a flower regardless of whether she is a bun or a mooncake.

The flatbread swayed under the heavy blow of the rolling pin, and a huge ghost was born under the pressure of tens of thousands of catties.

There is only one, so you can imagine how big it is.

Yexi was stunned for a moment, rubbing, isn't this the Rakshasa Emperor of the Nose Hell?

As soon as the rolling pin was closed, Yexi turned around and flew in other directions, and the big ghost chased after him with heavy steps.

Tumbling all the way, rolling out countless dumpling skins, Yexi deliberately circled, rolled out the dumpling skins and rolled them out, as if giving birth to several big ghosts.

Someone scolded: "Whoever is ahead, do it on purpose, don't lure your ghost to me." ”

Yexi was embarrassed for a second, and immediately turned around, rushing the rolling pin to a place where there was no one.

Someone shouted at her again: "Stupid, are you? It's even harder to deal with the big ghosts, so leave some strength to hold on until the end of the God Slaughterhouse. ”

Yexile, the people I met this time were kind.

Then he shouted, "I have a way, or you will lure your demon to me." ”

After a pause, the man shouted angrily, "Silly you." ”

He didn't speak anymore, but he didn't attract ghosts.

Yexi smiled, and dutifully rolled the ghost.

As I hurried, the ghosts grew bigger and fewer, and I could see the people who were in distress together in the distance.

Everyone resisted, glanced at her from time to time, and said in their hearts: Whose stupid girl is this? When such a fool is released, her parents are really big.

But after seeing more, I also found that this girl had never seen her body, and she had been chased by so many big ghosts for so long, and no corner of her clothes fell into the hands of ghosts.

Oh, it turned out to be a silly girl with great skills and courage.

I think she's stupid even more.

Since you have this method, you can go around with the little ghost until the end of the god slaughterhouse, but you can play tricks here.

Young people, they love to show off so much.

Yexi slipped away a few more times, looking at the situation of everyone, only to see that her fire was attracting, and everyone did not face too many ghosts.

Goblin: It's clear that no one else kills as much as you do.

Shouted: "Bring them here, I'll roll them all out." ”

The same voice from before, called out to her fiercely: "Save yourself." ”

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