readx;??? The smoke and dust dissipated, and the shriveled old man, who had obviously turned into fly ash just now, appeared in the same place, and was still alive. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I noticed that when the thunder exploded, there was an offering tower in the hall that exploded at the same time, and it is estimated that the old man was the worshipper of that tower, and nearly a hundred lives blocked it for him!

Even so, the Old Divine Stick's Five Thunder Rectification Fa also caused him to suffer a lot of injuries. The destruction of the ghost man boy and the shrine made him lose his combat effectiveness.

On the other hand, his wife, Nong Lan, never participated in the battle, which seems very strange!

"You, it's really useless, you can't even cure a few little dolls, so you have to 'force' me to do it. It's a pity that I'm wearing a new leather coat!" Nong Lan clapped her hands, and the hall lit up again. She pulled out a stack of photos from her satchel and lit us up. I noticed that those photos were exactly the ones of a few of us!

"I wanted to treasure it, but it's a pity!" After speaking, she took out the photo of the old god stick and pasted it on her brain, muttering a spell in her mouth. Strange tones, sometimes like crying, sometimes like laughing. It gave me a bad feeling.

With a move from the old god's stick, the copper coin sword automatically flew back. He held the copper coin sword in his hand and put his whole body on guard, and at the same time ordered Lin Huohuo to subdue the crazy Fusu. After reciting the incantation, Nong Lan took out a bronze dagger from his body, aimed at his heart and stabbed it.

Blood splattered from the wound and instantly soaked her 'sexy' red T-shirt. Just looking at it makes people feel cold in their chests. In the face of the severe pain, Nong Lan didn't even blink her brows, and always kept a smile on her face. His eyes stared straight at the old god stick.

The old god's sword-wielding hand trembled, and then the clothes in front of his 'chest' were also soaked with blood. The old god stick covered his heart and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"Ruthless enough!" he was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and quickly took out the yellow-eyed 'jade' stone from his body and shone it on his 'chest'.

I asked urgently, "What's wrong?"

The old god stick pushed me away, "Quick, go find her worship tower and burn it down!"

Before I could understand it, Nong Lan pulled out the dagger and stabbed it at his 'chest' again! The old god stick hit the 'excited' spirit and scolded: "Your uncle!" and raised the yellow-eyed 'jade' stone again.

"Look at it, if I don't go, I'll be played to death by that ghost 'girl'!"

I hurriedly ran in the direction of the old man's worship tower. I thought to myself that these two were husband and wife, and it was likely that the altar was very close to each other, but I ran over and looked around but couldn't find it. The old 'woman' apparently saw through my intentions, took off the picture of the old god stick, and decisively pasted my picture on her forehead.

"Look for death, I will fulfill you!" she smirked and slashed at her own 'leg'. Cut off the little 'legs' directly!

I felt a sharp pain in my 'leg', and my right foot seemed to disappear, and it was too soft to support it. Her knife was like a slash on my 'leg'! I finally understood that this Nong Lan knew how to curse. She hurts the body, and the cursed will suffer the same injuries! She kills herself, and the cursed will die! Such a ferocious curse spell makes people shudder.

What's even worse is that Nong Lan is the worship lord, with an offering tower and many substitute ghosts. As long as the person who dies for her does not die, she will never die! If this favorable condition is added, it will definitely be a matter of minutes for us to die. I endured the severe pain, and jumped on one foot to find Nonglan's name among the many worship towers.

Nong Lan was angry, and it was another knife. My left leg went limp, and I fell to the ground. She threatened me, "Next stab, I'll stab me in the heart!"

The old god stood up tremblingly and said to Nong Lan, "You can try!"

After speaking, he shook his hand, and two Five Emperor Coins flew out, one smashed directly on Nong Lan's wrist, and the other knocked the dagger in her hand away!

"Little Stone, quick!" the old god stick yelled at me!

After Nong Lan was 'provoked', her eyes turned red with anger, she picked up the dagger, and stabbed it into the 'chest' without even thinking about it. The old god stick flew forward, and it seemed that he didn't have time to grab the dagger, so he directly picked up the copper coin sword in mid-air and slapped it at the opponent's head.

Nong Lan's head was smashed into a 'wave' drum, and I felt like I had been smashed by a 'door' board, my eyes turned black, and the whole world was spinning again, and the whole person rolled out of the ground for a long time!

I cursed in my heart, "Your uncle!" and it took a long time for the foreground to return to normal.

I struggled to sit up, just in time to see the golden tablet at the top of the enshrinement tower in front of me with Nonglan's name written on it! Without even thinking about it, I took out a lighter and quickly lit it from the bottom up!

The flames were burning, and my hanging heart finally let go. On the other side of the hall, Nong Lan once again focused her hatred on the old god stick, she replaced my photo, pasted the old god stick on her forehead again, and then frantically stabbed herself with a knife.

The old god screamed in pain and rolled all over the ground. Nong Lan watched as she stabbed herself into a sieve, bleeding all over the floor. Fishy smell 'force' people!

She looked at the old god's painful appearance, but she smiled very happily. But half a minute later, her smile froze. With such a serious injury, he was definitely able to kill himself. Now, it is up to the ghost to bear the burden of death, and his 'flesh' body is unharmed again. But right now, the wound was still bleeding out, but his consciousness was beginning to blur.

Her smiling face was replaced by horror, and her hand struggled to reach out to the old god stick: "This is not scientific......"

The old god stick continued to take out the yellow-eyed 'jade' stone to heal the wound, and casually pointed in the direction where I was. "Don't be unwilling, your worship tower was burned by him. Without a substitute for the dead, how can you not die if you stab yourself like this. Besides, you don't have a yellow-eyed 'jade' stone ......."

Nong Lan "clucked", was so angry that he didn't come up in one breath, and died directly!

The old god came over, helped me heal, and then regrouped the team. Fusu came to his senses at this time, saying that he saw a pair of blood-red eyes before he lost consciousness, and then he didn't remember anything. The old god stick told Fusu that he was in the way of the ghost mantong and was controlled by the ghost mantong, so he didn't have to blame himself. After all, he was a zombie who had just woken up not long ago, and his 'spirit' divine power was very weak.

Gray asked the team leader, "After this level, should we continue to rush in!"

The old god stick gave him a hard slap on the back of the head again: "You think this is a game to clear the level?

Little stone, but you brought me the dry old man. Xiaolin, you go and burn all the worship towers, and by the way, pull all the worship masters of the golden tablet on this tower. ”

Gray whispered to me, "What does this mean?"

"Don't worry, you'll find out later. "I brought the dry old man over, but he never resisted, and he didn't even lift his head. The old god stick used those golden 'colored' tablets to draw scoops according to the gourd, and remade an offering tower. And the worship of the Lord is the dry old man Songchai.

The old god said to Song Chai : "Your husband and wife have been doing evil all your life, you should have thought that you will have such a day, and you should not have hatred." If you have to hate, you should hate those beasts in the Hall of the Living. If it weren't for their recruitment, you might still be living comfortably in your own country. I'll give you a chance now, and if you see it, I've built you an offering tower. Every time you commit suicide, you can kill a high-ranking member of the Hall of the Living. In the end, if you die, you can also pull a few back-mounted ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Somchai agreed. He said that he had no other requests, and the only hope was that the couple would be buried together after death. The old god agreed, and Song Chai kept his word, and stabbed himself in the heart with a knife.

Before the knife could be stabbed, the sound of a loudspeaker in the hall could be heard. Dozens of people want to negotiate terms with the old gods, saying that whether it is money, organs, or even life essence, they can give it, as long as they don't let Song Chai come to Hu!

The old god smiled indifferently and stroked his goatee, "I don't want anything else, I want justice." This is your retribution, Songchai!"

The people on the other end of the horn really panicked, some roared, some cried, and some begged for mercy. None of us spoke, just quietly watched as Somchai performed a 'flower' suicide, silently counting the remaining golden 'color' tablets on the altar. Until, everybody died.

The team leader patted me on the shoulder, "Let's go, you might think I'm cruel." However, after a while, you will feel that such a punishment is still too cheap for them. ”

Blowing open the third isolation 'door' with explosives, we came to a long hallway. On either side of the corridor are a number of rooms, each with a metal plaque taped to it. When I saw the words on the metal plate, my heart was clogged......