Ghost Story Conception Center

Wang Jin's plan is actually not complicated.

From the moment he received the blessing from Anne, he had already made plans.

Will not die for a while.

Wang Jin thought about taking out the Blood Pagoda on the spot and making Samsara look like it.

But the long river of time on the other side is not a decoration.

Once he successfully withstood it, the explosion was wasted.

Therefore, Wang Jin walked to Samsara with a lance in his hand, and the white flames superimposed his death will, forcibly evaporating most of his power.

As for whether the overflowing aura of the ancient gods will attract those gentlemen?

There's no need to worry.

This place is about to collapse.

The scene will cause Qian Duo to die, and the chaotic pollution of the ancient god's aura can easily trigger the scavenger effect.

Not to mention the Blood Pagoda Cleansing.

After the explosion, this place will become clean.

Whether the ghost story scene will still exist is unknown.

There is only one thing Wang Jin has to do now.

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Live.

Use Annie's few remaining blessings to survive the frontal explosion of the Blood Pagoda.

This is difficult, even impossible.

But it has been much better than Wang Jin originally expected.

Buzz——

Cracks began to appear in the Blood Pagoda, and the cracks were filled with scorching light.

This thing is also constantly improving itself, infinitely approaching the real Iron Buddha.

Last time, its principle was still made of flesh and blood.

This time, I have begun to learn the iron pagoda, using flesh and blood as materials for fusion, and the power is doubled.

And the starting material for this explosion...is super-concentrated dragon's blood.

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No matter the concentration or quality, it is beyond terrifying.

If it is diluted to normal concentration and then converted into human flesh and blood,

It was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood that could submerge this place.

boom--

The Blood Pagoda made a thunderous sound, and its shell began to gradually collapse.

Listening to the rumble in his ears, Samsara took a deep breath.

The ghost is the lowest level of ghost talk. It is difficult to harm others with physical means, but it can be harmed by physical means.

If the Blood Pagoda explodes, he will definitely die.

"Um?"

There was a sound in his ears, and Samsara turned around to look.

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Wang Jin was growing scales all over his body, as if he had just drank the last bit of Beowulf left at the bottom of the bottle.

At the same time as he completed his dragon transformation, the white heavy armor clanked and clanked on his body.

Immediately following, is the pale Iron Throne.

Wang Jin used his last strength to add some negligible defense to himself.

All kinds of pollution, coupled with the pain of running out of inspiration, made Wang Jin completely unable to stand.

He slumped down on the Iron Throne, and the sound of loud words came from under his heavy armor.

"There are still people waiting for me. I have to try my best to survive."

"But again...you have to die."

The palm slowly stretched out and held Samsara's shoulder.

Intermittent contact suppression came, causing Samsara, who was trying to reduce the damage from the explosion, to freeze in place.

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"you!"

Samsara Mind: Didn’t you just say that living is boring?

How fucking shameless, father and son are the same.

He wanted to yell, but found that he could no longer hear any sound in his ears.

The Blood Pagoda finally digested the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and brought an end to this battle with an explosion.

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Watching an explosion from a distance may make people excited and sigh.

But not afraid.

After all, the spectacular mushroom cloud did not rise in front of them.

The feeling of actually being at the center of the explosion is quite different.

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Many people think that the explosion happened instantly. After all, everyone is familiar with it once they meet each other, and they won't even suffer much.

This is true for ordinary people.

But for people like Wang Jin who cannot die temporarily, the explosion is actually quite difficult.

Seeing the tower of blood collapse, all that was left in front of him was the blood that was so rich that it swallowed everything.

The air waves surged suddenly, followed closely by the terrifying heat.

High temperature is often the most effective way to release energy.

Wang Jinqiang raised his arms, trying to protect the flame on his chest at the last moment.

The heavy armor shattered like tiles and was swept up by the air waves and dissipated in the air.

What flew out immediately after was Wang Jin's half-raised arm.

"Ha...fuck."

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Slowly shaking his head, Wang Jin cursed in a low voice.

His greatest advantage is that he will dance hard until the last moment.

It’s not that I don’t want to die…

I just don’t want to die so ordinary.

"Come!"

The roar shook the sky, because Long Hua's hoarse voice was full of determination to give it a try.

The right hand is very impressive. Although it has no feeling, it is still on Samsara's shoulder.

The left hand started from the broken position and burned fiercely.

The flame slowly solidified into the shape of an arm.

"Wait... the formation is done! It's done! Hahahaha!!"

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Samsara was in agony, but he found that the array began to vibrate crazily, and an indescribable aura surged and rose.

It's like something is waking up, beating again and again, like a heartbeat.

boom!

Almost instantly, Wang Jin and Samsara were thrown away by the formation disk at the same time.

I don't know whether it's because the time is approaching, or because the power of the formation is too terrifying.
To be continued...