A layer of golden glass was born on the surface of the body,

Golden

As if the Arhat was gilded with gold,

It is a thin membrane like a cicada's wings that attaches to the skin.

The little girl with the charred corpse disappeared in an instant, and the next moment she appeared behind Fang Zheng.

Po!

The forty-eight layers of cicada membrane on the back were easily broken through layer by layer as if nothing were there, until... In the end, it stayed at the thirty-ninth layer of cicada membrane and never advanced again.

Fang Zheng was stunned.

"This hundred-year-old ghost is weak?"

It is completely incomparable to the hundred-year-old female ghost he met in Gujing Village. Although his golden bell jar had only reached the second layer at the beginning, you must know that he was completely pressed to the ground by a century-old female ghost and rubbed and rubbed, and he was so hung that he had no power to resist.

The thought was instantaneous, and Fang Zheng didn't have time to think about it, and the green tendons on his arms burst out like a terrifying dragon, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus exploding with power, and the wind roared violently, and he had already turned around and slashed at the whirlwind.

Jiuyang is really angry!

Wood-burning knife method!

The hot breath caused a scorching stench of rapid friction to rise in the air.

The black shadow behind him flashed, and Fang Zheng's domineering power fell into the air, only burning the dust in the air. As soon as his breath changed, the cicada membrane returned to the forty-eighth layer again.

As long as it is not broken instantly, he is not consumed, and he will continue to maintain the golden bell jar.

Roar!

The charred little girl slammed down on Fang Zheng again, a black thin figure grabbing the back of Fang Zheng's head.

Poo!

The cicada membrane was broken through to the forty-first layer this time, and Fang Zheng raised his knife and stabbed it violently, and the little girl with the charred corpse in mid-air did not avoid it this time, but only on the side of her body.

Then the mouth opened to the limit of a person, the muscles at the corners of the mouth were torn to the back of the head, the mouth opened bigger than the head, and the mouth with black unknown liquid flowing black was not a human tooth, but a mouthful of dense sharp and sharp teeth, wanting to take advantage of the golden bell jar on Fangzheng's head that had not yet recovered, and biting the head below.

Fang Zheng's eyes were calm.

There is no fear on the face.

In the face of the frenzied pursuit of the little girl with a charred corpse, his eyes were not only not a little flustered, nervous, and even excited and beating.

"Finally got you!"

Immortal Seal Method, Qi Sense Illusion.

The little girl who scorched corpse thought she could avoid the knife was just a square qi illusion, deceiving the opponent by simulating the breath, thinking that his knife was slanted to the left, but in fact, his real knife was a frontal slanted slash.

Bang!

This knife was slanted from the chest to the chin of the little girl with a scorched corpse, this knife was Fang Zheng's best effort, it was his most ferocious knife, it was the sharp ghost head knife of the ghost and evil nemesis, directly split the chest and neck all the way, and finally smashed the jawbone, the charred black and thin body flew up heavily, and the tip of the knife brought broken bones, minced flesh, and black blood.

Whoop!

The black blood corroded like strong acid, and the ground was corroded into potholes and pits everywhere, and even the cicada membrane on the surface of the square skin was penetrated by layers of corrosion.

But as soon as the Fangzheng breath changed, the cicada membrane was restored to the forty-eighth layer again.

"This hundred-year-old ghost is too weak!"

"I don't have the feeling of realm suppression brought to me by that hundred-year-old female ghost in Gujing Village at all!"

Fang's face is calm, and at the same time, the immortal seal method, the true qi to detect the enemy!

Take advantage of the victory and chase it!

Regarding the true qi to detect the enemy, in the original work of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", there was such a description:

"Kou Zhong's heart is not good, Shi Zhixuan's fist has a clear vein, the strength of the strength of the angle changes are all within the grasp, I know that its intention is not to break his 'no attack', but to use the immortal seal qi to probe his situation, and then determine the best way to attack, and if he is the right person Kou Zhong to explore the path with sword qi to find out, but Shi Zhixuan's unique mental method can better detect the state of the movement of true qi in his body. ”

From this, it can be seen that this true qi is basically incomprehensible to the enemy.

It is even possible to defeat the strong with the weak, and it is not a dream to kill the strong by leaping over the level. As long as it is not suppressed by a very different realm, the true qi can be regarded as unsolvable in the same realm.

Fang Zheng's true qi spied on the left foot of the little girl who was scorched and took the lead in breaking free from his knife, so his left hand was like a tiger's claw, and the black tiger came out of the gate with one move!

A handful grabbed the scorched little girl's ankles.

At this moment, the palm of his hand seemed to be as cold as ice, but Fang Zheng was unmoved, grabbed his ankle and smashed it to the ground.

Bang!

The huge force penetrated the ground, and the ground shook violently, as if a thunder had fallen on the flat ground, and a human-shaped earth pit was directly smashed out of the place, with an astonishing sound.

At this time, True Qi spied on the little girl with the charred corpse in the dirt pit, and the ghost head knife in Fang Zheng's right hand slashed heavily at the opponent's abdomen three inches.

Boom!

The ghost head knife slashed the scorched skin in the abdomen, sparks splashed everywhere, and a deafening resonance of gold and iron erupted, although this knife did not cut the charred corpse girl in the pit in two, but it broke the power that had originally gathered in the abdomen, ready to fight back.

Suddenly!

On the left palm of the square, the dazzling and gorgeous, the golden flame is like a surging divine fire, with the breath of the sun, like a river that has burst the embankment, and the madness of the capital poured out, and the little girl with the charred corpse was instantly ignited into a humanoid torch burning with raging golden flames.

It was Fang Zheng's recent cultivation that had stored a lot of Sun Divine Fire in his body.

This is the tyrannical nemesis of all things evil!

The little girl with a scorched corpse wanted to struggle and resist, but at this moment, Fang Zheng was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and the golden light on the palm of her left hand was rotten, suppressing the resentment in the little girl with a scorched corpse. At the same time, holding one foot of the little girl with one hand, it was like a tyrannosaurus rex going berserk, and began to violently smash back and forth on the ground.

The strength was so great, the speed was so fast, the whirring wind was blowing, and the little girl with the charred corpse was turned into a black stick shadow in Fang Zheng's hand.

Fang Zheng's body seemed to be inhabited by a prehistoric tyrannosaurus with terrifying strength, smashing wildly, even the earth seemed to be unable to withstand the huge force, and the ground trembled violently, as if it was emitting a mournful roar, smashing out deep pits all over the ground.

Fang Zheng made up a knife from time to time to prevent the little girl from regathering her strength to resist.

The little girl with a scorched corpse was smashed by Fang Zheng and her resistance became weaker and weaker, and she gradually lost her human form, her bones were broken, her flesh and blood were cracked, her skull was cracked, and her facial features were blurred.

"Each of us has our own story, and since we're all dead, what do we care?"

"Let me help you out of your pain. ”

Fang Zheng held the hilt of the knife in his hand, and let out a low voice to himself, his voice was low, as if it was a ghost scripture, and then slashed at the face of the little girl with a scorched corpse.

Bang!

Jiuyang True Qi crushed his body.

At this moment, the object in front of him disappeared, and Fang Zheng stood in the Jianshanling quarry again, his movements were synchronized, and when he slashed the face of the charred corpse girl in the memory replay world, he also slashed a stone mask in reality.

Mask?

It's the mask that is confined under the well burial!

That is, what the people behind the scenes have been looking for!

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up.