"Tru...... ......"

The next moment, Liu Fangliang's mouth let out a sinister laugh, he was like a demon from hell, he was shrouded in black fog up and down his body in an instant, he changed shape and changed positions in an instant, shrunk into inches, and came to the gate of the courtyard.

In front of him, a purple hair covered with green hair, and a drought fish the size of a wild boar's tusk grew in its mouth, and its neck was choked by the big hand shrouded in black mist, and it was lifted in the air, and then thrown heavily on the ground.

"Bang ......"

With a loud bang, the drought-shaped zombie was thrown by this Qiankun and smashed directly under the bluestone paved ground, and a human-shaped depression appeared on the ground.

Seeing that the second head of the chase was easily solved by Liu Fangliang, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, I originally thought that this time the crisis would pass so easily, but when I came to walk out of the house and saw the scene outside, I knew how sinister our situation this time was.

I saw that the corridor outside the gate of the courtyard was crowded with countless droughts, large and small, in addition to these droughts, there were also black shadows entangled in them, it was another demon soldier under the West Queen Mother clan named Shadow Ghost.

The number of these droughts and shadow ghosts can add up to form a reinforced company, and the black demon god transformed by Liu Fangliang stood at the gate of the courtyard to face this group of demon soldiers, although his own strength was strong, but his two fists were invincible to four hands, which was tantamount to using his mantis arm as a car, but he did not retreat a step.

"Whew......"

With a roar, dozens of Drought Fish and Shadow Ghosts rushed towards Liu Fangliang like crazy.

The shadow turned into countless black shadows and instantly wrapped around Liu Fangliang's body, and the dartle stretched out its hideous ghost hands and fangs between the jumps, and the fierce impact and bite on the black demon god that Liu Fangliang had transformed.

Liu Fangliang's body, which was originally shrouded in black mist, suddenly became much thinner, and he couldn't hold on under the repeated bombardment of Shadow Ghost and Drought Fish.

At this time, Liu Fangliang's figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of me and distanced himself from the group of demon soldiers, and before the group of drought shadow ghosts were killed, he half-knelt on the ground, touched the ground with one hand, and a stream of black mist pierced into the ground, reciting mysterious spells in his mouth.

Immediately after that, the earth shook and cracked, and the three couldn't breathe, and a thicker black mist derived from the cracks in the ground, enveloping Liu Fangliang's body.

"You are my past life, I am your present life! Three lives are reincarnated, and my life is engraved ......"

In the face of the black mist that continued to overflow from the cracks in the ground, the incantation in Liu Fangliang's mouth became louder and louder, he still maintained a half-kneeling posture, and soon his body was surrounded by drought and shadow ghosts, and the black mist withered away in an instant, but he maintained this posture without moving.

The next moment, Liu Fangliang's weak body was completely exposed to the air, and after the black mist on his body disappeared, his body became as black as ink, and countless shadows possessed his body, and a marble stretched out its hideous fangs and bit Liu Fangliang's neck fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Fangliang's arms, legs, and even his head were directly torn off by the group of darthorn zombies.

Except for a pool of blood-red blood and the severed limbs left on the ground, all that was left was the continuous gurgling and black mist in the cracks in the ground.

"Is that really just the death?" When I saw this scene, I didn't believe it, Liu Fangliang's death was too sudden, and he made such a strange action before the temporary period as if he was performing some kind of special ritual, and then the person hung up, all of which made me feel incredible.

But now is not the time to care about this, after those group of drought fish and shadow ghosts killed Liu Fangliang, I came back to my senses, and I haven't had time to prepare to deal with it like this!

Suddenly, I felt a gust of wind coming overhead, and I subconsciously raised my head and glanced up, only to see that a dartfish had come to the top of my head in a flash, and the sharp black nails of the purple arms were slashing down at my head.

The arm's arms were covered with long green hair, and they were as strong as steel, and the force of this slash was a thousand pounds.

This marquin attacked me, and its speed and angle were very tricky, and it actually sealed all my retreats from the front and back, left and right.

I never thought that Liu Fangliang would die so simply, watching the drought slash down on me, wanting to split my five horses, for a while I had no way to retreat, I could only stupidly watch the pair of sharp ghost claws poke at my throat, I couldn't react at all, just subconsciously sat on the ground.

"Personal heroism kills people!" I cursed myself for being incompetent.

"I didn't expect that I, as the heir of the corpse bell, couldn't walk for a round in front of this drought! I don't know what happened to the fat man and Xi Chen? Are there any new dangers? "Although I was a little unwilling in my heart before I died, in front of the fierce and terrifying drought and shadow ghosts, the mortal struggle seemed so redundant and powerless!

I can only close my eyes involuntarily, saying that after a person dies, his eyes can still see things in front of him clearly in a short time, and I don't want to see the scene of the drought fish pounced on me and strangled me alive at the last moment.

The moment I closed my eyes, I suddenly heard a strange click.

"Little brother!"

A thought involuntarily flashed in my mind, Liu Fangliang's strange actions before he died would definitely not be untargeted.

I subconsciously opened my eyes when I heard this sound, and I realized that my head had not been moved by the drought, and it was still intact on my neck.

At this time, I didn't care to figure out what was going on, but I saw that the hideous ghost hand was suddenly motionless three inches from my neck, and in this instant, I rolled on the donkey and flashed aside.

After narrowly escaping death, I hurriedly stood up and drew my sapper shovel to face the marble in front of me.

At this time, I realized what was going on, and it turned out that the moment this marquin tried to kill me, its head was moved by an invisible blade.

The clicking sound I heard was the sound of the drought's head being cut off, and behind the dredlock appeared a strange man.

The reason why this man is strange is that he is dressed in a white robe, which is a bit like an ancient Confucian robe, and even more strange is that his hair is long enough to drag up to his chest, and it is snow-white.