Big head is gone?

Wang Zun couldn't believe it, tears fell, and he couldn't speak.

The big head is dead?

Although the big head is already a ghost and has died, but as a ghost, he is dead again?

"You're crying for a ghost?"

"You're really ashamed, he's just a ghost, you're alone, why are you crying?"

"He's just a ghost, there are thousands of ghosts in this world, and ghosts are ruthless and weird existences, you actually cry for a ghost, it's really impressive!"

The clown is mocking, contempt, disdain.

A lump of flesh and skin fell from his body, it was a terrible ghost, a powerful ghost that he sucked into his body to become his power, blocking Xiao Hei's crazy attack for him.

In other words, if you want to destroy the clown, you have to destroy all the ghosts in his body?

Wang Zun put down his big head, his eyes were red, completely blood-red, and he gritted his teeth, as if he was crazy.

Xiao Ling grabbed his head and shook it vigorously, hoping to get a little response, but there was no response.

Xiao Ling cried, shed ghost tears, and the sound of a muffled cry spread.

She has a good relationship with the big head, very good, and the big head is dead, of course she is sad.

Zhu Jin and Mo Yu were all silent, bowing their heads, not knowing what to say!

Zhu Jin's blood-killing pig was trembling, dripping more blood and faster.

His relationship with the big head is not bad, he is very spoiled, he is very angry and sad.

"The big head is my family, what's wrong with me crying?"

"Ruthless?"

"Who says ghosts are ruthless? Ruthlessness means that you are ruthless when you are a human being, and being a ghost is just to maximize the viciousness of your life! ”

"I will die with you!"

"If you kill my family, even if I die, I will drag you to ashes and never be reborn!"

Wang Zun's blood-red eyes were full of determination and killing intent, he grabbed the ghost knife and rushed forward, he couldn't care so much, whether the other party was red-eyed or a fierce god, he was not afraid, he only had one thought, only one determination, that is, to let the other party disappear!

Zhu Jin, Mo Yu, Xiao Ling, their speed was faster, and they stepped in front of the clown step by step, launching a crazy attack.

The clown has recovered to his original state, there is not the slightest injury on his body, he is not panicked at all, the sharp knife flashes, in the face of the attack of the three blue-eyed ghosts, he is at ease, easy to deal with, smiling, full of disdain and sarcasm.

The attacks of the three blue-eyed ghosts were all carried with anger, and the anger made people crazy, and the lethality was even higher.

Correct!

The difference in strength is too great, and the clown struggles to slash out one by one, slashing the three blue-eyed ghosts out.

Wang Zun came one after another, beating the ghost knife and catching it, and the ghost vine flashed like lightning, smashing the clown from all directions.

Angry, crazy, murderous!

Wang Zun's blood-red eyes stared at the clown, and he only had the thought of dying with him!

"It's useless, stop struggling, let's go and accompany him together!"

The ghost vine whipped on the clown's body, crackling and deafening, but the clown did not do any harm and did not move.

Wang Zun went straight to the clown, did not speak, and the killing intent in his eyes said everything!

The clown thought that Wang Zun would cut it with a knife, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Zun would slap it with a handful of lime powder!

Press directly on his face!

Phew!

The white smoke boiled, and the hot oil dripped into the droplets.

The clown covers his face and growls in pain!

Wang Zun, the lime powder is too strong, right?

Even the red-eyed ghosts are corroded?

Is this targeted?

Wang Zun didn't think about it so much, as soon as the ghost knife flipped over, he slashed down with one knife and slashed at the clown's face!

Burst!

Ghost blood flew out, and the clown roared in pain again, blasting Wang Zun out with one punch!

Wang Zun ignored the pain in his body, he was overjoyed, he found a way to deal with the clown!

Where the lime powder has corroded, it is the clown's weakness!

Of course, the clown is also very fast, a piece of flesh falls off his face, and his face quickly returns to normal.

"You're done!"

Wang Zun grinned, showing a crazy smile, and the clown trembled involuntarily.

How could he know that Wang Zun had lime powder on his body that was aimed at the evil ghosts?

The three blue-eyed ghosts continued to attack, and even though they were already scarred, they did not flinch in the slightest.

Unfortunately, they don't need lime powder, if they don't......

Wang Zun grinned, smeared lime powder on the ghost vine, and smeared a handful of ghost knives, he was ready to die with the clown!

Just about to join the battlefield, Wang Zun felt that his trouser leg was pulled, and when he looked down, he was very surprised.

It's a big head!

"You're not dead?"

Wang Zun was overjoyed and pulled it off the ground.

The body was standing up, but his head was tilted to the side.

Xiao Ling's three ghosts saw the big head stand up, and they were also very surprised, shouting, and the attack was even more ferocious.

The big head didn't speak, raised his head with both hands, and under Wang Zun's stunned eyes, he put the head back with a click.

I'm forked!

"I'm a ghost, how can there be a ghost who has been choked off and wiped out?"

"Boss, you don't know too much, don't I usually turn my head around like a windmill?"

Big head pouting!

Wang Zun suddenly realized, yes, how did he forget about this, the big head usually plays with his head more than 6, what is this?

"Boss, are you looking forward to me being wiped out?"

The big head looked at Wang Zun suspiciously.

Wang Zun: ⁄(⁄⁄⁄ω⁄⁄⁄)⁄

"However, I forgive you, you cried for me, I know, my weight in your heart is also quite heavy!"

"For your tears, I will be a bed-keeper for you for the rest of your life!"

The big head clenched his fist and said, very resolute.

Wang Zun: "......"

Brother, you don't have to ......

"Ah...... Kill......"

The big head screamed, and endless ghost qi spit out from the finger hole, and the ghost qi turned into a grimace and joined the battlefield.

The big stone in Wang Zun's heart fell, and there was nothing to worry about, so he clenched the ghost knife and rushed forward.

The ghost knife coated with lime powder is undoubtedly a higher level, and when the knife goes down, it can easily leave a knife edge on the clown's body, the ghost gas splashes, and the clown screams in pain.

However, the clown recovers quickly, and the flesh falls off, forming new flesh!

The ghost vine coated with lime powder also exerted its due lethality, although the lime powder coated with lime powder also caused some damage to the ghost vine, but the damage was not fatal, and the ghost vine could grow indefinitely, which is not a thing.

The speed of the ghost vine is terrifying, and the speed is so fast that countless shadows appear around it, whipping the clown from all sides.

Every time he pumped, the scene was a bloody fowl, drawing out a pool of blood, and the clown was drawn to a blur of flesh and blood on the spot.

"Kill!"

"Don't stop!"

Wang Zun sprinkled lime powder and swung his knife while controlling the ghost vine whipping!

At this moment, they gained the upper hand and suppressed the clown to the point of retreat, without human appearance!

Mo Yu's blood-colored ribbon flew, like an arrow flying, piercing the clown's body in an endless stream.

Zhu Jin's blood-dripping pig-killing knife was even more useless, and it didn't matter if it was useful or not, anyway, if it got close, it would be a slash.

Xiao Ling's fangs and claws, burning with green fire, with all his strength, with all his means, with all his strength.

The ghostly grimaces of the big head are endless, like a swarm of mosquitoes, and it is a bite to pounce on!

Of course!

The most damaging thing is naturally Wang Zun's attack, his knife, his ghost vine are coated with lime powder, and he is also lacking in morality, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, taking out lime powder is a meal and scolding the clown.

The black clay pot also wanted to come up to help, and the lid of the jar kept jumping, but Wang Zun no longer had the lifespan to open it again.

Of course, it is not to be left behind, like a stone, frantically hitting the clown, doing its part!

The attacks are ferocious and endless, not to mention that the clown can't breathe, and even Wang Zun doesn't have a chance to breathe!

Under the attack of the four ghosts, one person and one can, the clown was completely unrecognizable, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he became a mass of flesh and blood.

The attacks did not stop, on the contrary, they became more ferocious and continuous.

Seeing that he could beat the clown to ashes, it was also at this critical moment that the clown's backward figure stopped.

Wang Zun felt that something was wrong, so he asked his family to speed up the attack, increase the intensity, and the storm-like offensive did not stop.

However!

Still can't stop the clown's change.

On the fleshy body, one by one evil ghosts crawled out, densely packed, countless.

These demons are like growing on the clown's body, and they seem to crawl out of hell, hideous, roaring, but they can't escape the clown's body!

The clown's body is recovering, and it is getting bigger little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it has reached three heights, and he is carrying countless evil ghosts on his body!

The offensive of Wang Zun and his gang began to be devoured by countless evil ghosts, and it was difficult to hurt the clown.

With the power of blood light, the breath hit all directions, rolling non-stop.

"Did you have a good fight?"

"Now it's my turn!"

The clown's blood-red eyes froze, and with a wave of his big hand, countless evil ghosts rushed out, like a gust of ghost wind.

Xiao Ling, Datou, Zhu Jin, Mo Yu, they didn't have the slightest resistance, and they swept people out, and they became seriously injured in an instant, and their bodies were a little more illusory.

The Blood Elixir has been used up, and there are no supplies.

Wang Zun gritted his teeth, unwilling, smeared a handful of lime powder on the ghost knife, did not flinch, and slashed at the clown's body.

Bite!

It seemed to have slashed at a piece of metal, but there was just a crashing sound, and there was no damage.

What!

Wang Zun's eyes widened, has the lime powder lost its effect?

He also understood that lime powder is not useful for any ghosts, and in the face of absolute strength, lime powder is just lime powder!

"Isn't it shocking?"

The clown carried the demons on his back, and as he looked down, the demons looked at them as well.

Being stared at by thousands of eyes, Wang Zun's scalp was numb, as if he was choked by the neck, and it was difficult to breathe!

Bang!

With a wave of the clown's hand, Wang Zun flew out, slamming into the wall, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

This time, he couldn't get up at all, and his whole body seemed to be broken, and it was painful to die!

The clown carried all the evil ghosts on his back, approaching step by step, and his goal was very simple and clear, first kill Wang Zun!

The four ghosts wanted to stop it again, however, it was difficult to shake the clown, and a burst of ghosts rushed by, and the family members also stopped.

Syllable!

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the clown grabbed Wang Zun's neck and laughed fiercely.

"I don't know if I broke your neck, will you be able to survive like that big-headed doll?"