How many people have been mutilated by the Ghost Hand Holy Doctor, I'm afraid even he can't say the exact number. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info those young mothers, those newborn babies, full of fear and despair, were dissected by the ghost hand holy doctor and died on the workbench.

But the Ghost Hand Holy Doctor had thought carefully about what it was like to feel that kind of fear and despair.

The Ghost Hand Doctor is in charge.

For those mothers, those children, and even the tall and powerful Po Tian, the Ghost Hand Divine Doctor was the god who made and decided.

As a god, the Ghost Hand Doctor didn't have to feel their feelings, let alone fear their fears.

As a body, the Ghost Hand Holy Doctor decides their fate and is in charge of their life and death, there is no doubt!

Until this moment, Shen Wuxian was jerked out of his body by the hemp-robed Taoist priest. The fear of death grabbed Shen Wuxian's throat in an instant, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

Without respite, Shen Wuxi felt that his body was like falling into an ice cave for nine cold days, frozen, frozen, and frozen to the point that he lost the last bit of vitality.

Shen Wuxian wanted to struggle, but when death came, Shen Wuxian didn't even have the courage to struggle. Paralyzed, there is no strength to struggle.

The linen-robed Taoist priest grabbed Shen Wuzhi and dragged him out of his body. Leaving Shen Wu's body unill, he lay on the ground softly.

The linen-robed Taoist priest kept clutching Shen Wuxi's neck.

And Shen Wuxi, who can still distinguish the head, feet and limbs, has become light. With a gray and dark color.

Shen Wuxian looked at himself, and finally mustered up the courage to ask:

"What am I doing?"

Shen Wuxian had such a question in his heart and wanted to know the answer.

But he wasn't sure if he had already asked.

As if he hadn't heard, the linen-robed Taoist priest turned his ears to listen to his three companions fighting the young Prison God Monarch.

The Prison Divine Monarch was confined to the ground by three Taoist priests. The Prison Divine Monarch struggled, trying to get out.

The surrounding loess is like a warrior who hears the horn of battle and rushes to the battlefield. From all directions, they rushed to the Prison God Monarch and buried him. Then the invisible rammer is moved, and the loose loess is tamped into a solid base soil.

In the blink of an eye, the pile of rammed earth had been buried in the waist of the Prison God Monarch. The Prison God Monarch looked around, but found that even turning his body was struggling.

Shen Wuxian was pulled out of his body by the Taoist priest in the hemp robe and held in his hands. When he looked up and saw the appearance of the Prison God Monarch, he said:

"Silly boy, why don't you fight back!"

This sentence seems to have been heard by the Prison God Monarch.

The Prison Divine Monarch let out a long roar, put his hands on the ground, and abruptly pulled his body out of the solid ground.

The Taoist priest at the head shouted:

"Stop him!"

The emaciated Taoist priest rushed in front of the Prison Divine Monarch, and his fists came out with a blast of wind and hit the Prison Divine Monarch.

The Prison Divine Monarch opened his arms and was punched in the chest one after another. Without waiting for the Taoist priest to retreat, he folded his arms wide open and hugged the thin Taoist priest in his arms. Then he opened his mouth and bit down violently.

With a roar, the black-faced Taoist priest turned into a rock giant and rushed towards the Prison God Monarch.

The Prison God Monarch bit the shoulder of the thin Taoist priest in his mouth, grabbed his body with both hands and pulled it outward, and the thin Taoist priest was thrown into the air. The bitten wound on the shoulder splattered with crimson blood.

The black-faced Taoist priest rushed in front of the Prison Divine Monarch and smashed his big fist head-on.

The Prison Divine Monarch shook his body and moved out of the Rock Giant's fist.

The Taoist priest at the head saw that his companion was injured and threw himself out to save him.

The Prison Divine Monarch, who dodged the rock giant's head-on hammer blow, caught up with the skinny Taoist priest first.

The Taoist priest, who was thin and thin, fell to the ground and just gained a foothold. The Prison God Monarch was already standing behind him.

The Taoist priest at the head stretched out his arms together, grabbed his companion in the air, and jerked him from where he was standing in front of him.

The Prison Divine Monarch followed him like a shadow, chasing the thin Taoist priest to the front of the leading Taoist priest.

The emaciated Taoist priest flew up and jumped over the head of the leading Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest led by the leader faced the Prison Divine Monarch, and his body instantly transformed into more than a dozen of himself, surrounding the Prison Divine Monarch and surrounding him in the middle.

More than a dozen Taoist priests with the same body shape and appearance swung their fists at the Prison Divine Monarch.

The Prison Divine Monarch's body swayed, and he punched at every Taoist priest facing him.

It was just a moment of lightning, and the Prison God Monarch had already knocked the dozen or so Taoist priests who surrounded him to the ground.

More than a dozen conjured Taoist priests disappeared the moment they were knocked down. The Taoist priest who left the leader fell to the ground and couldn't help but say:

"What a quick skill!"

The Prison God Monarch raised his feet high and stepped on the Taoist priest in front of him.

The Taoist priest at the head recited the mantra, and a flame burst out.

The flames burned to the feet of the Prison Divine Monarch, and the Prison Divine Monarch let out a miserable scream and ducked backwards.

The flames that ignited were like living elves, beating all the way to chase the Prison God.

The Prison Divine Monarch stepped backwards, stepped on the pile of rammed earth, leaned over the ground and dug up the rammed earth and lifted it up. Falling sand covered the flames and extinguished the dancing flames.

The Taoist priest at the head got up from the ground, rubbed his aching chest, and asked loudly:

"Senior Brother Mingyu, do you want it?"

The Taoist priest, who was thin, tore the Taoist robe on his shoulder, examined the bloody wound that had been bitten by the Prison God Monarch, and replied after a while:

"No problem. ”

The Taoist priest with a short body and a dark face said to the Taoist priest who was the leader:

"Senior brother, do you want to sacrifice Da Luo Jinxian and destroy this monster?"

The Taoist priest at the head frowned, stared at the Prison Divine Monarch, and said for a while:

"Master taught us that we can subdue demons and eliminate demons for the way of heaven, and we must not forget that God is a good life. Although this monster is man-made, it is also a living life. Please take out the Da Luo Jin Immortal and use the Heavenly Fire and Thunder Tribulation, but it will really crush him and cease to exist. ”

The Taoist priest at the head said, looked at the three companions in the field, and said:

"Please ask the three junior disciples to form a formation and help me in the battle. I'm going to win this monster, throw him into the Kongming Prison, and make him bow his head to the law!"

As he spoke, the Taoist priest at the head leaned down, picked up an inch-long straw stick from the ground, and twisted it between his fingers.

That straw stick, with the twisting of the leading Taoist priest, suddenly turned into a long sword that flashed with cold and cold light.

The Taoist priest held the long sword and swung it back and forth to try to weigh it. Then he raised the fingers of his left hand and pressed them against the blade of the sword.

The sword body that flashed with cold light slowly revealed a dazzling orange-red. It's like the long sword, still being heated and forged in the blacksmith's furnace, with the color of burning fire.