Looking at Wang XII's attitude, my nervous mood was greatly relieved. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I opened the curtain with the stabbing soul and opened the curtain like a drama manager for the big star who was about to appear in a one-man show. Everyone's flashlights shot into the tent from my side, and eight hideous-looking Yin Slaves appeared!

At this time, Wang Twelve slowly put on a pair of rubber gloves and fastened the filthy gas mask on his face again. Different from Wang Twelve's leisurely complacency, the eight Yin Slaves who seemed to be calm just now immediately became manic the moment the flashlight shone in! It seems that the Yin Slave who has been sleeping for a long time has awakened again! The hissing is endless!

The hollow holes on the heads and necks of the eight Yin Slaves suddenly rose into eight clouds of white mist, and the thick mist constantly changed shapes, and finally transformed into eight hideous human faces. Looking at Wang Twelve's upright back, I still couldn't help but worry about him. But when I looked closely, I found that Wang Twelve's face seemed to be grinning to his neck, and he was actually laughing! And laughing wildly!

Wang XII drew the scimitar hanging from his waist! Kicking the ground suddenly, a puff of dust was instantly lifted on the ground! Wang Twelve rushed into the tent at great speed, and the eight grimaces also rushed towards Wang Twelve! Wang Twelve was engulfed by a grimace in an instant!

The whole tent became filthy, and a cacophony erupted inside, and a blade of light that shimmered with gold flew up and down. The volume of the fog was shrinking and thickening rapidly, and Wang Twelve's figure gradually appeared. I saw that Wang Twelve was constantly stepping on something, making an extremely uncomfortable sound!

The mist has turned into six grimaces, and the two largest ones have disappeared! The remaining six grimaces have all grown to varying degrees. It turned out that what Wang Twelve was stepping on was the heads of the two largest Yin slaves! But now the huge head has been trampled to pieces by him.

Wang Twelve stopped stampeding, he rummaged through the rotten flesh with his demon, and after looking for a while, he used his scimitar to pick up two white worms thirty or forty centimeters long, presumably this is the queen of hating worms!

The two insects were pierced by the sharp tips of their knives, writhing their bodies in pain. Wang Twelve took the scimitar and pointed at the remaining six Yin Slaves. The six grimaces seemed to be so shocked that they twisted in fear! Wang Twelve took out a lighter, and actually roasted the worm queen, and the two worm queens were roasted so loudly.

The six grimaces were shrinking rapidly, and when Wang Twelve saw this, he threw off the two worms and crushed them with his feet, and the brown juice from the explosion of the worm queen almost splashed on my face! I felt sick to my stomach when I saw it!

After doing this, Wang Twelve walked towards the remaining six Yin Slaves, the eldest one. Walk up to its heels, lift your feet to the top of your head, and slash off the head from the Yin Slave's hand with a perfect slash! The Yin Slave's arm snapped from his elbow, and the haters in his skull and neck immediately twisted into a ball, tightly rotating around the skull. Wang Twelve picked up the head on the ground with a disgusted expression and put it on the rope, during this period, there were also haters who wanted to attack Wang Twelve, but Wang Twelve slightly took the demon against the head of the Yin slave, and Hatesheng gave up the provocative behavior.

King XII concocted the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth heads to wear all the ropes! The first yurt has been wiped out by Wang 121! Soon, he swept through the remaining seven small yurts. At this time, on the rope of King XII, it has been put on, forty-nine heads! King XII tugged at the rope and motioned for us to follow. Countless haters surrounded the rope, and Wang Twelve was like a kite flyer, flying a huge grimace!

Wang XII held the rope that bound the forty-nine heads, without the slightest difficulty. As the hatred formation got closer and closer, the grimace behind Wang Twelve continued to shrink and then expand, repeating itself. And the gray mist in the hatred array hung over the heads of every black witch like a dark cloud before a storm, and we could feel the tension in the distance.

Wang Twelve stopped about twenty meters outside the Hate Life Array, he took off the front two heads, and threw them in the direction of the Yin Slave King. The first head didn't fly far before it was intercepted by the gray mist, and at the same time, the grimace behind Wang Twelve immediately split into a small part, and rushed straight into the hatred array!

The second head flew farther away, and the hatred was a mess in the array. Next, Wang Twelve kept throwing the heads of the Yin Slave in all directions in the Hate Life Array, although the Hate Life Array was becoming more and more chaotic, but Wang Twelve's physical strength was also rapidly draining. When there were still more than a dozen heads left, Wang XII had already taken off his gas mask, and we could clearly see the sweat on his face.

Wang XII threw away the mask and walked to the end of the rope, he picked it up from the end and returned to the front of the rope, holding both ends of the rope in his hands at the same time. Then the body twisted violently, picked up the rope, and the body drove the rope to rotate non-stop! After Wang Twelve's body rotated three times, his hand suddenly loosened, and a string of Yin Slave heads flew towards the Hate Array! At this time, the gray mist in the Hate Life Formation was no longer able to intercept the rope and the more than a dozen heads together, and a large number of black witches in the Hate Life Array were smashed to pieces.

"Come on! Rush in with me! ”

Wang Twelve roared loudly!

The rest of us. At this time, the Yin slave immediately ran towards Wang Twelve, and after a few seconds, as Wang Twelve rushed into the hatred of the hatred in the array, he had already fought with the hatred on the black witch's body! Although the hatred on the black witch has an overwhelming advantage in quantity, the hatred on the yin slave is still fighting, and it can't tell the winner for a while, and the scene is very stale.

At this time, the hatred formation no longer has the power it should have. Wang Twelve opened the way in front of him, violently kicking away the black witch who stood in front of us! We stepped on the body of the black witch and walked forward quickly, and I was caught in the crowd and ran mechanically. I only noticed that we were getting closer and closer to the King of the Underworld.

As the distance between me and the Yin Slave King closes, I feel more and more that he is huge! We are now in the direction of its back, and we can't see the face of this monster at all, but it is already nearly thirty meters high in a sitting position, which really brings me a huge sense of oppression!

Dozens of seconds later, we had rushed to the center of the hatred array! Behind the Yin Slave King!

Wang XII stopped, gasping for breath, and the rest of us also stopped. The hatred formation in front of the Yin Slave King is very different from the hatred formation behind us! Clusters of gray fog, neatly arranged shamans and black witches, seem to have been waiting for a long time! And behind us, the haters of the Yin Slave are being brutally harvested by the haters of the Black Witch! There is no way back!