Watching the sun travel is like the destructive power of destroying a city.

Just one move.

Just turn the rain.

When you take action, it is beyond the reach of manpower.

Fang Zheng's face suddenly became solemn.

He finally understood why the international community reached a tacit understanding and did not allow the day tour to take action. He only regarded the day tour as its own strategic nuclear weapon, and its deterrence power was far greater than its actual destructive power.

Just a day tour allows this human-shaped air-to-surface missile to easily erase a village with bare hands. A village can at least hundreds or thousands of people. It also has high maneuverability and interceptability of almost zero. Its destructive power is no less than dozens of nuclear bombs being dropped in the country.

That is why countries restrain each other and reach a tacit understanding.

No one can put the day trip into war and aggression.

This is a global convention.

Whoever breaks the global convention is equivalent to starting a war on the whole world.

This is the first time Fang Zheng is directly imagining the power of the rain that the Japanese tour is turning around. While he is serious, he can't help but yearn for it.

That is the passion and desire for the strong that are deeply embedded in every man’s heart.

"I feel that my whole body is full of passion and I can easily knock out two nuclear bombs!"

Fang Zheng looked at the Duantou Village who was destroyed by one move, and his spirit was high, and his blood was burning and boiling.

However, Fang Zheng did not forget the current affairs at this time.

Boom!

The ghost-headed knife has not yet been released, and the weighing knife magazine made of solid wood is like a steel shell, with a red tail flame, smashing the coffin at the foot heavily.

"Since the Emperor's Empress has been restrained by the Sun Tour Envoy, let me see what is in this coffin!"

Under the sword box of the evil-proof ban, the coffin transformed by the yin energy could not bear it at all. It exploded in pieces and broke wood splashed out one or twenty meters away.

However!

The coffin is empty.

There are no so-called corpses, no so-called fierce ghosts, and there is no Liu family wife that Fang Zheng thought.

At this moment, Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly appeared.

No wonder Zhenren Xuanling never took the threat of this coffin seriously from the beginning. It seems that Zhenren Xuanling had seen some clues from the beginning?

Seeing Fang Zheng suddenly dismantling the coffin, the young and middle-aged women beside him looked at Fang Zheng who suddenly took action.

But no idea.

They had just turned around and looked, but the next second, their eyes were all stunned and looked behind Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng noticed that the two people had different eyes. At this time, Fang Zheng had already noticed a gust of storm on his back, and his stamina was a little chill.

He glanced at a beautiful woman wearing a phoenix robe and clouds, like a newly married lady, who stood quietly behind him with almost his body against each other.

It's a ghost bride!

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

As the coffin exploded and flew away, the incense sticks that fell to the ground were cut in half.

Special soul energy +1.

Special soul energy +1.

Special soul energy +1.

Special soul energy +1.

Seeing that four special rays of soul energy were absorbed by the human skin scriptures, Fang Zheng was happy first and then surprised.

The four special soul energy just corresponds to the four people who carried the coffin? There is something wrong with the incense of this thread.

The first thought of Fang Zheng was that this silk incense is so evil, wouldn’t it be the ghost incense again?

But before Fang Zheng could think deeply, the dead dead-headed villagers around him were collectively cheating on the zombies.

One by one, they turned into headless fierce ghosts covered with huge yin energy.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The corpses of these headless villagers were like wild beasts roaring like wild beasts that had finally escaped from their shackles, revealing their true colors, and they all rushed towards Fang Zheng and the other two.

The young man and the middle-aged woman were still waiting for the scared ghost bride behind Fang Zheng to be like a flash in the pan. Facing the fierce ghosts rushing out of the cage, the two of them quickly responded in panic.

I saw that the young man's nails were as sharp as daggers, puff!

Nails quickly cut the flesh and blood on the belly.

Reach out and dig it out.

A blue and white porcelain bowl on white background was taken out of his stomach.

What kind of person would sew a blue and white porcelain bowl into his body? It did not affect his body movements or vital signs at all?

Strangely.

The blue and white porcelain bowl seemed not an ordinary blue and white porcelain bowl. When the young man took it out of his stomach, there was no trace of blood stains on it.

The situation is critical, and the young man has completely ignored the long wounds cut by nails on his belly.

In fact, there is no blood in the wound, and the intestines flow out, as if the stomach is hollow, so young people will not die if they do not treat the wound.

After the young man took out the blue and white porcelain bowl, he looked at hundreds of densely packed ghosts around him with a hurried look, including the Zheng family, Liu family of the villagers of Duantou Village, and even Zheng Tongfang, who was familiar to Fang Zheng, was among them. The young man raised his palm and stroked hard on the edge of the blue and white porcelain bowl.

The blue and white porcelain bowl with round edges and not sharp edges looked like a sharp knife edge, and it cut open the palm of your hand and suddenly blood flowed.

Large swells of blood flowed into the blue and white porcelain bowl.

It disappeared immediately, and there was no drop left.

It was as if... the blue and white porcelain bowl was drinking human blood in big mouthfuls.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Every time I drink a mouthful of human blood, the ancient blue patterns on the surface of the blue and white porcelain bowl will burst into a blue light, and then turn into a blue thin thread like sword threads, directly cutting the body of a headless villager into thousands of minced meat.

In just a moment, three or four headless fierce ghosts were cut into pieces of minced meat by black hair.

Another blink.

Three or four other headless fierce ghosts were cut into pieces.

But the death of these headless villagers did not even have a ray of soul energy rising, and Fang Zheng quickly noticed this change.

Although the blue and white porcelain bowl is evil and powerful, it seems to consume a lot of money on the host.

It seems that the price is equivalent to the effort!

The blood on the young man's palm was flowing rapidly, and soon he lost too much blood and his face turned pale.

After killing twenty or thirty headless ghosts in a row, they were no longer pale, but were ashamed and climbed up with a lot of dead aura.

"I'm about to lose too much blood and can't hold on. My bowl needs a sacrifice of equivalent value to be sacrificed. The ghosts at the level of killing ghosts must be sacrificed to the night-going flesh and blood as sacrifices."

"There are too many of these fierce ghosts. I can't stand the blood alone. You guys hurry up and sacrifice their own blood!"

The young man's voice was louder and louder.

The middle-aged woman who had seen the young man clearing the fierce ghosts very quickly and kept waiting and watching but was not in a hurry to take action. At this time, she heard that the young man was about to be unable to hold on, so she finally could not stand by and watch.

However, she did not hand over her destiny to outsiders.

He did not hand over his destiny to a bowl of dead objects.

She glanced at the young man who was struggling to support him and Fang Zheng, who had been calm and unmoving, and the middle-aged woman also began to use her desperate means.

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Chapter completed!