The big head stood in place stunned, with a stiff face!

He still has Xiaoling's three blue eyes in front of him, he can pick up the leak!

I didn't expect it!

The three blue-eyed red-clothed ghosts were so vulnerable that they were knocked out.

Now he was the only one left, holding a black crockpot, and wanted to smash someone's head.

What's the difference between this and catching a woman,, or being in bed?

The clown's blood-red eyes stared at the big head's body, making him feel as if he had been electrocuted, and his whole body trembled!

This is the oppression of power, the power that oppresses the heart.

In the blood-red eyes, the killing intent was not concealed at all, and a hideous and cruel smile appeared on the clown's colorful face.

"Which one...... I don't mean anything else, I just want you to see my black crockpot, how about it? ”

"Is it pretty?"

The big head didn't even believe it when he said this, and he kept trembling.

Of course, the clown doesn't talk so much nonsense, and with a sharp knife, he stabbed it hard.

It's still a bit useful to have a big head and a big head, and a black clay pot is used to block this knife!

Sparks flew and the sound of collisions stabbed.

I'm forked!

Black crockpot: ( ́・_・')

Use it to block knives?

What do you think?

The big head didn't dare to stay for a moment, hugged the black crockpot, turned around and fled!

As soon as the clown grabbed his hand, he easily grabbed him in his hand, and the sharp knife stabbed him again, pointing directly at his big head!

Clang!

Fortunately, his big head was hard enough, and countless sparks flew out from the collision, leaving a shallow knife mark on his head.

The clown was slightly startled, flipped his hand, and stabbed the big head in the chest.

At the same time!

The oni vine flashed up, wrapped around the big head, and dragged him back.

The big head thought that he had escaped, but what he never expected was that the clown did not let go, and he was also dragged back.

Wang Zun flipped over the ghost knife and slashed it fiercely!

Clang!

The knife fell on the clown's neck, and there was no imaginary head difference, just a knife mark.

"It hurts!"

The clown touched his neck, his blood-red eyes fell on Wang Zun's body, and the sharp knife did not hesitate, stabbing down fiercely.

Zhu Jin is back, and the blood-dripping pig-killing knife collides with the sharp knife, blocking another knife for Wang Zun!

"There are so many people who block knives for you!"

The clown gritted his teeth, and his attacks were blocked again and again, and he was angry and distressed.

"No way, I have a good character, and my family is willing to work for me!"

"I'm a family person, unlike you, lonely, lonely and old, hated by everyone!"

Wang Zun grinned, and was about to escape, when the clown's fist had already slammed up, pointing directly at his façade.

I'm forked!

Is it so ruthless?

It was too late for Wang Zun to hide, the clown's fist was fast, and there were grimaces wrapped around his fist, and the lethality should not be underestimated.

If he was punched, Wang Zun felt that he could be reincarnated and become a new person.

The Ghost Vine Protector, extremely fast, stabbed out violently.

Correct!

The clown's fist is indestructible, indomitable, the ghost vine is shattered, and the strength and speed are not reduced, and it is still the façade of Wang Zun.

That's when it happened!

The big head jumped out and swore to protect the king.

Bang!

The clown's fist slammed into the big head, and both Wang Zun and the big head were blasted out.

Even though the big head blocked the fist, the power was still terrifying, and Wang Zun felt like he had been hit by a train, and fell against the wall with the big head.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wang Zun felt that his internal organs were displaced.

"Big head!"

There was no time to check his injuries, Wang Zun shook the big head in his arms, his eyes widened, and his heart beat faster.

Uneasy, worried, shocked, frightened!

The head of the big head is really full of disasters, and there is an extra fist on the head that sinks in, and the big head is deformed by a punch, twisted and crooked, not human!

"I'm fine!"

The big head was also strong, and he staggered up, and his eyes were crooked.

Wang Zun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time his heart was full of emotion, in order to protect him, the big head used his head to block the clown's attack for him.

I have to say that Wang Zun was very moved, and he will never scold the big head again in the future.

"It's okay Boss!"

The big head patted his head and was about to rush forward again.

Mo Yu, Zhu Jin, and Xiao Ling have already fought with the clown, and the three blue-eyed and one red-eyed are still at a disadvantage.

The eldest is a red-clothed ghost, and it doesn't actually play a big role when he joins in, it's just a support.

"Give me the black crockpot!"

The ghost vine stretched out and snatched the black clay pot over.

Big Head: ( ́・_・')

"What about me?" The big head was stunned, the black clay pot had become his weapon, it could be smashed and blocked, Wang Zun suddenly grabbed it, very panicked.

"Don't you have a head?" Wang Zun pursed his lips, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs were hurting!

This punch really cost him half his life!

The big head didn't say anything, and the ghost qi spewed out from the finger hole on his head, forming a series of grimaces, like the lord of all ghosts, carrying countless grimaces to kill.

Four to one!

Still powerless, the clown's red eyes glowed, and he slashed Zhu Jin with one knife, and the two Mo Yu could not resist the clown's knife, and he cut one Mo Yu with one knife.

Xiao Ling is crazy, like a beast out of the cage, with sharp teeth and claws, roaring.

However, she couldn't stop the clown's knife, and she was slashed out, and cotton flew out of the knife!

All hurt!

Wang Zun controls the ghost vine, it is a thorn, it is a pump, it is a winding, but the effect is minimal, and it is shattered!

Red-eyed and red-dressed, it's really terrifying!

Wang Zun threw the Blood Spirit Pill to the four ghost things, his heart was heavy, he gritted his teeth, and directly opened the black clay jar!

Call!

The wind rose suddenly, and the whole world went black, except for a thin shadow, a tongue that shook and glowed with blood.

The aura that is not weaker than the clown spreads out, and does not give the clown a chance to react, and the blood-red tongue is like electricity, piercing out, so fast that there is not even a shadow.

Burst!

Next second!

The clown's head is shot through, and ghost blood is splattered!

"Little black!"

Wang Zun shouted and laughed!

The head has been shot through, it should be gone, right?

Xiao Hei didn't stop there, and the blood-colored tongue continued to slash up, leaving a bloody hole on the clown's body.

Thirty seconds is up.

Xiao Hei was forcibly sucked into the black clay pot, and the world regained a glimmer of light!

Outside the door, the cat and the scarecrow are still fighting with Ding Qing, which is very tragic!

Lin Feng, Yan Wei, kept all the transformation monsters out, but it was also very difficult, there were too many enemies, and the two of them were about to insist on not going.

Wang Zun looked forward, and the clown had fallen to the ground, his whole body was covered with blood holes, and ghost blood was flowing out, without the slightest breath.

The lid of the can is beating, and Xiao Hei still wants to come out, very strongly!

Wang Zun's temples jumped, he had 4 years left to live, and the clown also fell, seeing that the dust had settled.

However, the reaction of the black clay pot told Wang Zun that this was not simple, not so easy.

simply didn't do anything, Wang Zun opened the black clay pot again, and the world was dark again, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and the wind was gusting.

Wang Zun wants to spend some time on his life, but is a red-eyed and red-clothed ghost so fragile?

As a precaution, Wang Zun felt that he still didn't need to spend these 3 years of life!

In order to spend 3 years of life, a life may be lost.

Xiao Hei came out again, his strength was not weaker than that of the clown, his blood-colored tongue was like a knife, a sword and an arrow, and he slashed at the clown again, piercing it, full of holes!

After attacking for thirty seconds, Xiao Hei was sucked back into the black crockpot, and no part of the clown's body was intact, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of blood holes.

It's completely gone, right?

Wang Zun gritted his teeth, he was not sure, he had spent 6 years of life, if he couldn't kill the clown like this, he would cry to death!

If you don't go up, Wang Zun is not sure of the result, so it's better not to act rashly!

Zhu Jin, Mo Yu, Xiao Ling, and Datou, they kept Wang Zun behind them, and it was their first task to do their best to protect Wang Zun.

"What are you afraid of, I'll come!"

The big head volunteered, covered in countless ghostly faces, changed his previous cowardice, and swaggered forward.

"One by one, don't you have any guts? You're blue-eyed and red-clothed, I'm just a little red-clothed ghost, for this family, my big head is really heartbroken! ”

Wang Zun: (⊙ω⊙)

Three ghosts: Σ (゚д゚lll)

The big head came to the clown, shook his head with a snort, gloated, and stepped on the clown's head, as arrogant as he wanted.

"Waste, garbage, we haven't done anything yet, you just fell, you have no effect at all, I feel sick when I see you!"

Well?

Wang Zun opened his mouth and stammered, too arrogant, right?

That's when it happened!

Wang Zun and the three ghost things all trembled and took a big breath, because they saw a bloody hand raised behind the big head.

It's the clown's hand!

"Come back soon!"

Wang Zun shouted, and at the same time, the ghost vine had already rushed out, wrapped around the big head, and tried to save him.

However!

The clown's hand also grabbed the neck of the big head at this time.

The big head trembled on the spot, and his already gray face was now extremely white.

Not dead yet!

The clown hasn't gone to ashes yet!

It's over!

Dragged back hard, but it was useless, the clown pinched his head with one hand and slowly stood up.

"You really opened my eyes, there are so many powerful ghosts around me, fortunately I'm not weak, otherwise you would have been destroyed!"

The clown is full of holes, and he can't find a complete place on his body, this appearance is extremely scary.

That won't go away!

Wang Zun gritted his teeth, his hole cards had been used up, did he really want to die here?

Wang Zun is unwilling, absolutely unwilling, he doesn't want to die, he can't die!

"Tsk, I can't let you continue to grow, you are the biggest obstacle in the clown's plan, if you don't get rid of you, the clown's plan will have to be postponed for I don't know how long!"

Clown's hand is slammed!

Click!

The neck of the big head was twisted, his eyes rolled, and there was no breath left.

Wang Zun's eyes widened, his mouth stammered, and he couldn't speak!

Grief, indignation, sadness, anger, bloodshot crawled all over Wang Zun's eyes, killing intent and anger were intertwined.

The big head was destroyed?

Wang Zun couldn't believe it, how could this be?

Big head is his family!

The clown threw it in his hand and threw the big head to Wang Zun.

Wang Zun hugged the big head, and the bloodshot in his eyes turned into eyes and fell on the big head's face.