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Chapter 1617 It’s your turn, old fat man(2/2)

Holding Gabala with both hands.

This string of kabala was made from the hand bones and brow bones of a certain eminent monk who was obsessed with evil thoughts.

With a flip of his hands, he directly put Gabala over his head.

There are words in his mouth.

"Monsters, monsters, everything, purgatory on earth, paradise of demons!

open!"

A low growl came from his throat.

The evil spirit of Gabala stuck in my head rolls around.

Fuzzy figures formed around his body.

Wang Han was wrapped in it.

Wang Han remained motionless.

It seems to be under control.

Fang Chao saw this but still didn't dare to be careless.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Di Lao, who had received a glass of water, heading this way again.

He knew that Wang Han's current state was indistinguishable from friend to foe.

He ducked and rushed towards Di Lao.

Unexpectedly, Di Lao was originally planning to come this way, but when he saw that Fang Chao was going to divert trouble, he immediately turned around and ran away.

Everyone in Fang Chao was stunned at that time.

Damn it!

No wonder Wang Han is so pissy.

They were all cultivated by the words and deeds of this old abacus.

Fang Chao couldn't outrun Wang Han at all.

The most damning thing is that the evil energy that trapped Wang Han just now was swallowed up by Wang Han.

Fang Chao ran away and roared angrily.

"Di Wuji!!!

Can you fucking run away? If he kills me, he will definitely swallow up all the evil energy in me, and you will be the next one he kills! Do you think you can control him? "

Di Lao, who took a sip of water while running, turned back and took a look.

The water glass in my hand was so stable that no water spilled.

"Who said I want to control him?"

Fang Chao turned around and found that Wang Han had already arrived.

Holding an evil heart in his hand, it suddenly exploded.

Wang Han's steps only stopped for a moment.

I don't know when I was holding a few strange-shaped nails between my hands.

Fang Chao's pupils shrank.

"Seven Evil Nails!"

Seven Evil Nails come through the sky!

Fang Chao's hands covered with rings closed and then opened.

It's like the tumbleweed rope we used to play with when we were kids.

An evil net appeared in an attempt to stop the Seven Evil Nails.

However, the Seven Evil Nails only serve as a delay.

Wang Han has already arrived.

Blast away with a divine and devil fist!

He smashed open the evil grid between Fang Chao's fingers with his fist and landed heavily on Fang Chao's chest.

The evil spirit in Fang Chao's body was smashed out.

It gives people the visual effect of their soul being smashed out.

Fang Chao had no time to react.

Wang Han's hand was already on Fang Chao's forehead.

The back of the hand is arched.

The evil energy in Fang Chao's body kept rolling towards Wang Han's body.

Qiwan began to gather towards the entire upper body.

With devouring.

The evil dragon scales also began to condense towards the entire upper body.

No matter how hard Fang Chao struggled, it was of no use.

Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

A painful sound came from the throat.

Finally he collapsed to the ground.

Wang Han's upper body has been fully covered.

Feel the power.

He turned his head and looked at Di Lao.

"Old fat man! It's your turn!"

Di Lao paused to drink water.
Chapter completed!
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