"You said it was over?"

There was a hint of laughter in Wu Mourning's voice, this demon suppression envoy is really inexperienced in combat, maybe what he is dealing with in the Demon Suppression Division are some weird or demons that have been suppressed to the point of instability, and he has not fought with those monsters who are extremely vicious and have little fear of martial artists, and even said that he has not fought with martial artists for life and death.

will look so immature.

Han Jin's perception at this time is to re-release.

Then he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The cramped entrance to the confinement room, that is, the elevator room, seemed to have been crushed by a heavy crane, and there were charred black fist marks everywhere, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was rubble or broken tissue, and everywhere showed traces of Wu someone's violent catharsis.

Obviously, the elevator is completely unusable.

Wu Mian also had no intention of continuing to use the elevator.

He had to rely on his fists to blast a way out of this hellish place, and it just so happened that a monster would send it to the door by itself.

Han Jin was silent.

There is no physical body, just the law can play such an exaggerated power, this Wu Xinzhuo is a monster. In fact, Han Jin misjudged here, for Wu Mourning, his true skill system is complete, and he is taking the road of heaping out the explosion and vigorously producing miracles, as long as the Faxiang can simulate the effect of the real gong, it is actually a matter of burning the Faxiang for him.

As long as the Faxiang can burn as much as he wants and kill wantonly, then Wu Mourning will not stop.

And will not show weakness!

"It's not over yet."

Fang Cai's round of bombardment was just a warm-up exercise for Wu Mourning, and he could clearly feel that the pillar monster was hurt by his own hammer, and screamed in pain. But to say that it was killed would be too much to look down on the pillars of a region, and on the barbarian side, these things are all so-called angels.

"Isn't it, it's not over yet?" Han Jin was shocked when he heard this, but soon he felt that it seemed that it was not bad if it was not over, and he hadn't made a move yet.

Besides, with a macho teammate like Wu Mian, what are you afraid of?

The collapsed elevator room that Wu Mourning was facing was still slowly oozing black unknown liquid, and in the short contact of Fang Cai, through the induction of the Fa Xiang's mind, Wu Mourning learned that this pillar monster should be the sinking sin of this hospital, and its correct name should be the human pillar.

Driving stakes, erecting human pillars, throwing furnace gods, and sacrificing living people.

It is an ancient cruel ritual.

But not all rituals are man-made, some that meet the characteristics of the ritual may also be naturally formed, as long as the conditions are met, and the concept is met, then it can be done. This bloody and painful monster is the human pillar in the hospital area, and it seems to have been hit hard by something, and it has not shown any more strength.

According to the concept, the human pillar should symbolize the side of death and despair, which happens to be the opposite of life and hope at the other end, forming the integrity of the hospital area. In other words, if this integrity is broken, then the area will enter a state of imbalance, that is, destruction.

Trying to kill it isn't a one-round thing.

And as if peeling back layer by layer, its essence is revealed.

"Is there any more refreshing cigarette just now? Give me a bite. The breath was agitated, like a moving icon, and Wu Mian turned his head and motioned for Han Jin to give him two more mouthfuls.

"......" Although Han Jin wanted to remind Wu Mourning that that thing was poison, it was his own magical power, and if he smoked too much, he would be killed, but seeing that Wu had no intention of poisoning at all, he still held back.

Own poisonous ......

If you don't increase the dose, it seems that the toxicity can't hurt Wu Mourning at all.

Indeed, the current Martial Mourning Yin Fu Heavenly Machine is constantly running, and the general small dose of things that are not serious, his Dharma is all eaten alive as food. The good teeth taken from the intention of the Shanhai Jing are really meat and vegetarian taboos, reflecting the miracle of ingestion, and the poisonous smoke is not a problem at all.

On the contrary, it is a positive bonus to this thing, and Wu Mian likes it very much.

It's a little refreshing to eat mints.

Han Jin spit out a puff of poisonous smoke to Wu Mourning again, and Wu Mou, who took a refreshing breath, couldn't help but squint his eyes, a little bit not angry and arrogant.

"Be careful, if I'm right, the next thing is whereabouts." Wu Mourning kindly reminded this soy sauce assistant, lest he and the others be frightened.

Then Han Jin quickly realized what Wu Mourning's whereabouts meant.

The collapse of the confinement room brings a strong sense of weightlessness!

Both of them fell involuntarily!

However, contrary to the physical sensation, their cognitive downward decline is not really falling downward, but falling upward.

At that moment, it was as if the sky had hit me hard.

It was in this kind of desperation that they fell, both Wu Mourning and Han Jin saw it, and clearly saw the second stage of the human pillar monster. It was a huge, frenzied creature like a spider, and circles of sarcomas were entwined together to form a bloated and swollen mass of flesh, out of which protruded many heads that looked like flying heads, and these unfed human heads were constantly devouring and chewing in their mouths, begging for everything they could swallow.

It's an evil monster that makes you fear, hate, and disgust just by looking at it.

Seeing that Wu Mourning is angry and rushing to the crown! Killing intent skyrockets!

How can there be such a disgusting and filthy demon in this world, and such an evil and filthy thing dares to appear in front of him so grandiosely, and he really doesn't take his martial arts in his eyes.

No, this is no ordinary demon monster.

Must strike hard!!

With a wild cry in his mouth, Wu Mourning, who quickly adapted to the meaning of falling, beckoned Tai'a and the Spirit of the Seven Stars, and flew directly away excitedly at this human pillar that was trying to chew himself up completely.

"Come on! Come! Come! You shitty thing, demon to be slaughtered! Die under my fist!! ”

This time, Wu Mourning did not use Taiyi Thunder.

Instead, he used his most convenient idol golden body and Yinglong True Armor, he is the Dharma at the moment, and the operation of these two true skills is actually his own comprehension of their divine will, which is reflected through the power of the Faxiang.

Someone who dared to think and dare to do something suddenly got through.

Anyway, he is now the law phase, so theoretically, as long as the power of the law phase is not exhausted, then his Ying Long True Armor and the holy idol golden body will not be broken. So what are you afraid of? That's it!

It's like lighting a light in the infinite darkness.

Wu Mourning, who was constantly falling, calmly accepted his instinctive fear and despair, as if he had pounced on a flaming moth, and accelerated straight into the past!

The subsequent tremors caused the entire hospital area to tremble violently, as if a magnitude 7 earthquake was being staged!

(End of chapter)