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Chapter five hundred and fifty third whipping the temple

The Ghost Fire of the Grave beat Fusang angrily, because he was destined to be destined. He didn't want to beat him, but this guy asked for a fight himself, so he had to help him.

"I don't want to hit you either. Look at me, I'm so old that I'm tired of hitting you like this. But you are shameless and you're so angry that I can't beat you if you don't. Just think about it."

He was not satisfied with his hands, and he stepped on the tomb ghost fire directly with his feet. How angry he was! He was so old that he had never beaten like this?

"Let me die, kill me, kill me."

Fusang was so beaten that he couldn't even explain clearly. He had mostly knocked out his teeth, covered in blood, not to mention bruises. This was the first time he had suffered such a sin that he had lived for so long.

For him, it was even more uncomfortable than death.

"What are you talking nonsense? We have acquaintance after all. If you ask me to kill you, how can I do this? I am a life master. Isn't it difficult for me to do this? You guy just don't listen to advice. If you want to die, you'll commit suicide."

"If I could commit suicide, I would have committed suicide hundreds of times. I was wrong, Mr. Guihuo, please spare me. I will listen to you in everything."

The ghost fire in the grave said while fighting, "Anyway, he will only fight but not kill." The fatal thing is that Fusang dissolved the Eastern Temple, so he cannot commit suicide."

"Okay, then you can sign a soul contract with me and obey my orders in the future."

The ghost fire of the tomb stopped. Looking at Fusang who was lying on the ground and rolling on his forehead, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's also a tiring job to hit people."

"What, soul, soul agreement, you want to betray the God Emperor, no. No."

Fusang screamed. The Ghost Fire of the Grave is a life master. He signed a soul agreement with him. Even if he escaped from this Feng Shui array, he would not be able to escape from the palm of the Ghost Fire of the Grave.

"That's nothing to discuss. You, you. I have just had a rest, so you won't let me calm down. I'm so angry! Da!"

Construction started again. The reason why the tomb ghost fire chose the Oriental Temple was actually because he calculated that the owner of the Oriental Temple was Fusang. To put it bluntly, he came for Fusang.

The ghost fire in the grave is also damaged enough. Kicking Fusang's lower abdomen is a little bit short of the point.

"I agree."

"I agree later. I just got addicted to it, and you agree, what do you mean, da, da, da"

This is a tragedy in Fusang! There will definitely be no good ending if you offend the tomb ghost fire.

Central temple

"Empress, this temple should be where the main formation person is. Empress, what's wrong with you?"

Weimen took Ying Wan'er to find the central temple, which was already the place where the temple was warded off evil spirits. When Ying Wan'er saw this temple, she sensed the breath and inexplicably a terrifying murderous aura appeared.

"This is the prehistoric beast. The Haute Gate"

Ying Wan'er gritted her teeth and said coldly.

"I'm here"

Weimen rarely felt Ying Wan'er's strong murderous aura, but after hearing Ying Wan'er recognize the origin of the temple, he understood.

This temple Pixie killed the old servant beside Ying Wan'er, who was the old man who grew up watching her grow up.

"I don't want it to have a chance to escape."

Over the years, the General Divine Court has been searching the East Shenzhou and has not found the temple to ward off evil spirits. This time it is rare to meet here. Ying Wan'er said that she didn't want the temple to ward off evil spirits to have a chance to ward off evil spirits.

"I understand. I use Feng Shui nails to nail them to the bottom of the sea."

The way is answered by the Weimen.

Bang

Ying Wan'er held a long whip in her hand, pushed open the temple gate with her breath, and dragged the long whip into it.

"Cat...ah, the empress helps me?"

Hu Zu was originally playing football with the temple to ward off evil spirits, but he sensed Ying Wan'er's breath. When he turned around and saw Ying Wan'er, he immediately rushed over and asked for protection.

Smack

Ying Wan'er swung her long whip and flew out the "fake tiger ancestor" that was flying, and the fake tiger ancestor was wiped out with a whip.

"The little girl's eyesight is really not enough, and you can see it."

The temple knew Ying Wan'er's power was so powerful that it condensed a fake tiger ancestor who planned to attack Ying Wan'er, but she didn't want her to discover it.

"That's you're so stupid."

Ying Wan'er is the blood ancestor and has a very powerful response to bloodlines. Although the fake tiger ancestor is almost exactly the same as the tiger ancestor, it does not have the bloodline of the tiger ancestor. How can you hide it from Ying Wan'er?

"Little girl, you don't have a word about human race, saying that today is different from the past. Last time you were amazing, but this time it was my turn to be evil."

The temple sneered, reached out and closed the temple door.

"Is that true?"

Smack

"Ah, what kind of whip are you?"

Ying Wan'er also sneered and threw the long whip towards the temple Viagra. Although the temple Viagra avoided her long whip, the long whip was thrown into the temple and injured the beast body of the temple Viagra.

"Dragon God Whip. Made with three middle-level evil dragons and dragon tendons, do you think you can kill me?"

Smack

Ying Wan'er danced wildly with a long whip. She was in the temple's evil-proof body at this time, and she didn't need to hit the temple's beast soul at all, but she could directly kill it.

This long whip is the dragon god whip made by Emperor Ying's former killing of three middle-level heavenly ferocious dragons.

"Ah, what. No...ah, stop hitting, stop hitting."

The temple vanished evil spirits and screamed. No matter how hard his beast soul hides, it would be useless. However, if the beast soul is hit hard, it will die faster.

This is an absolute magic weapon.

One whip after another whip into the temple's body to ward off evil spirits, that's the temple to be demolished.
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