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Chapter 162: The Terror of the Dead

The sun slowly shines on the earth, bringing warmth.

The weirdness of this forest seems to have disappeared, but the darkness is still the same.

Not far away, the competition between the two parties was still going on.

The demon fox was bleeding from all its orifices, and the pores on its body exploded, looking like a red-haired beast with exploded fur.

The suppressed gasping sound seems to express the feeling of pain and fatigue.

Li Wuya saw that the time was almost up and led everyone over.

Lessons must also have a standard. Only when you control them well can you be taught a lesson. If you don’t control them well, you will suffer the consequences.

If you really make this old fox anxious, the consequences will be terrible.

The simplest thing is that if he bites you and keeps making trouble for you, that is not what Ni Dao can afford now.

Only by saving him when he is in danger can this person's heart be gained.

No matter how ruthless the old fox is, it is impossible for him not to have some fluctuations in his heart.

This has always been an open matter, he knows, but he can't stop this kind of thing.

This is also because Li Wuya made eye contact with Xu Zhulin in advance.

Coupled with the cooperation of the team members, it had an immediate effect as soon as I walked over.

Maybe the people inside suddenly became confused when they found out that another person was coming from outside, and only heard an explosion from inside the house.

Then the pressure of the demon fox rolled in like the roaring waves of the angry sea.

Then booming explosions sounded one after another, the spirit gathering array was accidentally broken through, and the spiritual power that was finally accumulated exploded.

The whole house was blown up everywhere.

The neat and beautiful roof was blown away in an instant, and the walls on all sides were smashed to pieces.

Even the corners of the ground, which are least likely to be affected, were more than two meters offline.

The explosion of the Spirit Gathering Array also had a chain reaction on other formations, and eventually they all went out of control.

Although the woman had avenged her death wish, she still failed to grasp it in the end.

Her slender hands were covered with wounds, and all kinds of forces were running around her.

She was just stunned for a moment, and then she knew that something big had happened.

He didn't panic, he just smiled lightly.

It is said that a beautiful woman is full of charm when she smiles, and the three palaces and six courtyards are colorless.

But who would have thought that the smile on his face as he struggled to move forward in the wind and rain would be even more amazing.

Compared with those women who catch a cold when the wind blows, or cry after reading a few shabby poems, the feeling of laughing calmly before death may be more beautiful.

This is the smile that belongs exclusively to a dead soldier, a smile that shows disdain for death.

This is her mission. Maybe life is too heavy and death is the relief.

Compared to that adult, this throne is as boring as playing house.

She was supported by him with one hand and was his pawn, even though she had already known her identity from his mouth.

I also struggled, but finally resigned myself to my fate.

I didn't dare to check his identity because I was afraid of death.

As a dead soldier and a puppet, her death must be worthwhile, rather than being killed by her master, or even more shamelessly being slapped to death on the road.

But now I have failed to live up to the trust of the adults, and I have not played the game of Corpse Ghost Mountain well.

The last thing I did was to dig out the real culprit here and use my only power to deliver it to that adult.

This mess was caused by me, and I had to finish the game even if I was out of my mind.

Who says there are no heroes in women? It’s just that no one sees them.

Thinking of this, this dead man who had been calculating and being planned all his life raised his head silently.

Across the ruins, her beautiful eyes widened and she looked at those young people.

Try hard to remember their faces deep in your soul, not letting go of any one of them.

At the same time, the injuries that had been suppressed on the woman's body immediately appeared.

She no longer cared about her body, but instead took control of her soul.

All the wounds left by the power that was scurrying around earlier exploded.

Even the stomach was cut open, and what was once a good-looking skin turned into a disgusting corpse in the blink of an eye.

The second before she fell, she hit her own heavenly spirit with a fierce palm.

As the skull exploded, the soul in the body instantly shattered.

And with the blessing of several years of power, a few fragments of the soul got into the space and flew to unknown directions.

And the terrifying house of bones no longer exists, the forest of human skins is quickly drying up, and the trees are slipping down quickly.

Then a dead body emerged from under every tree.

The muscles all over their bodies have turned dark brown, and their human skin has disappeared.

The land nourished by flesh and blood becomes particularly strange. When exposed to sunlight, there are bursts of sizzling sounds like frying in a frying pan.

Those corpses also shrank quickly, then turned into a stream of black water and poured into the ground.

Because things happened so fast, the team didn't react until then.

Xu Zhulin was afraid and secretly opened a crack with his hand from his face, and then put his hand down after making sure everything was fine.

Except for him, no one in the team was hit just now.

That is to say, everyone else was going to see the demon fox, so he was nervous, fearing that the guy inside would run out while others were not paying attention, so he looked in that direction.

He first discovered that the protagonist inside was a woman, and she was very beautiful, so he was a little curious. But when he felt something was wrong in the woman's eyes and the wounds on her body appeared, he wisely covered his face.

To prevent a woman from retaliating before she dies, remember her own appearance.

As expected, the woman then activated the soul mark, not only sacrificing her soul and body, but also branded everyone.

With his own in hand, the others turned around and printed it all over their faces.

Through the mark left by this woman, the backers behind her are not afraid of not being able to find her.

When the time comes, it's hard to say whether he can be provoked or not, and whether he will die or not is one thing.

After all, the competition in Jianghu is about strength, organization, heartbeat and strategy.

If you don't believe it, the team members are a very good example now.

Pangpang looked confused, Xu Zhulin was thoughtful, Feng Yuyao was at a loss, and Li Wuya narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Shen Ting kept a sweet smile, and she didn't know whether the scalpel in her hand was for offense or defense.

Well, of course, there is also Kong Jing who is still holding the demon fox with one hand and keeping in contact with the logistics with the other hand.

In short, after observing for a while, everyone was confused.

Even if he just reacted, as a non-experienced psychic, he couldn't imagine how to solve this situation.

The most experienced demon fox is bleeding from all its orifices and cannot speak even if he wants to.

Besides, he is an old fox, and he knows very well that if he doesn't show his effect at the critical moment, his effect in the future will not be great.

At this point, it is better for others to ask him than for him to take the initiative to speak.

So it’s better to just shut up and watch the show.

By the way, we will also test whether this newly formed excellent team of superpowers is worthy of its name.

As long as you control the scale, you are not afraid that your opportunity will not come.

The old fox was thinking silently.
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