Deconstruction Weird

The pedestrians walking on this street suddenly froze, their pupils gradually disappeared, gradually turning to pure white, and the connection was severed. These manipulated puppets actively wanted to overturn the coffin.

Wu Yong wanted to shoot, but was stopped by Chu Dong.

"Wait a second, if you try your best at the beginning, you may not have enough physical strength, so let's just watch."

When Wu Yong heard this, he had to give up and put away the paper man in his hand.

Those puppets grabbed the coffin one after another, turning a blind eye to Chu Dong and Wu Yong who were close at hand, but the weight of the coffin was not something ordinary puppets could shake.

As for Huang De's side, he and Yang Yiqing and Zhurou came to the place Chu Dong said, it was an ordinary fisherman's house, Huang De didn't understand why Chu Dong let him come here.

But as soon as the three entered the hospital, they noticed something was wrong. The fishing nets were rotted out of the sun. The fishing nets are a tool for fishermen to earn a living. How could they be so poorly kept?

There are few traces of life, and this family is a bit wrong.

The three immediately dispersed, surrounded the room, and slowly approached.

And at this moment, a figure smashed the window and rushed out, his skills are very agile, but today's Huang De doesn't know why, some are different, very strong, and very impulsive.

He punched it up, knocking the incoming person to the ground without using any spells.

"Damn it, I was discovered, Huang De, you..."

Kacha, the man's head was screwed off by Huang Desheng, and he was not given any opportunity to speak. The man had a black scar on his neck, which seemed to be a Practitioner sent by Yun Shangguo.

These are all unstable factors, and they are dangerous factors that can push Huang De to Death. Chu Dong calculated them one by one and cut them off in advance.

Huang De looked at the man's black scar, then looked at the densely packed names and addresses in his hand, and took a breath.

"Hiss~

What did this kid do? Didn’t you mean that he has been raising pigs these days? "

Zhu Rou rushed over to check the man's body, only some money and the black scars were suppressed.

"Practitioner second rank is indeed a trouble.

You, an old fellow, are just uneasy. How many people have you provoked? That bad brand has already been handed over to you! "

"What do you know, that token is very important, you can't understand it at all!

Stop nagging, go and kill the next one! "

Time is slowly passing by, and most things are going according to Chu Dong’s calculations, but there will always be accidents. For example, Huang De’s three consecutive killings have made some people vigilant. Most of the people on this list are incomplete. NS.

Two hours later, the time had come to eleven o'clock at noon, but the day was getting darker and darker. The sky was clear before, but now it is covered with dark clouds.

The surrounding earth veins are under the control of this sorcerer. He does have the power to change the heavens and the earth, gathering dark clouds to shade the sun, and now the Yang Qi in this city is getting weaker and weaker.

And because of the disappearance of sunlight, the power of these puppets has greatly increased.

Chu Dong stepped on the strange door, and these puppets piled up on the bridge fell into the water one after another. He had heard the crunch of the coffin, and Wu Tong couldn't hold it down.

Chu Dong counted the time, and shouted at the corner not far away: "From this senior, you can come and start!"

"okay!"

Starting from thistle holding the toolbox and rushing to the bridge, the first thing he does after getting on the bridge is to burn incense. This step is to worship the ancestor. If he wants to break the pile of his peers, he must follow the rules.

The dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and it was so dark that it became difficult to see things at noon. The puppets gathered more and more. They gathered on both sides of the bridge, preparing to rush up in swarms.

Wu Yong took a sigh of relief and took out six pieces of paper man. He placed the paper man in his hands, as if he was praying. This is the curse of the paper man, that is, the mood.

Wu Yong had forgotten how many years he hadn't been so serious. He slowly recalled the past and adjusted his own mood.

Suddenly six pieces of paper men were burned out by the black flames, and then six big men appeared next to Wu Yong, three from the left and three from the right at the bridge.

The strength of this evil spirit summoned by Wu Yong was more than twice as powerful as that summoned by Yang Qi that day by Chu Dong, because Wu used this curse to cooperate, and he himself was good at this.

The six big men were all executed prisoners with black cloth heads, and they were very fierce.

They stood on the bridge head and shot those puppets flying. Some were unlucky and even killed on the spot. Not slaughtering the city was already Chu Dong’s greatest mercy.

If he doesn't hurt people anymore, he can't be forced to death.

With the protection of these six evil spirits, the puppet couldn't rush to the bridge for a while, and it had already started from thistle side. First, he used a hammer to accurately find the growth points of a few excess pile foundations, that is, the piles. The position of the head of the corpse, and then smashed into it with an iron nail, breaking the head.

This is a broken pile.

Except for the Luban faction, no one can find a place to live without activating the stakes.

For example, this extremely negative pile, the corpse was shattered, and it was impossible to determine where the head was.

There are nine raw piles under this bridge, only one is a very negative pile, and the other eight are ordinary piles. To increase strength, you must first break the outer ordinary piles.

After several iron nails were beaten down, Chu Dong could obviously feel that the puppet's aggressiveness had weakened.

Ten minutes later, from Jiyi drove eight piles and nails down, the stone bridge immediately became unstable and swayed endlessly.

Cong Ji is an ordinary person. It is difficult to work under the bridge. The stone bridge shook and fell directly into the water.

Cong thistle kept fluttering in the water, muttering: "There is still one missing, just one missing!"

But in the next second, the stone bridge collapsed, and Chu Dong couldn't ask others like he asked himself. People would have accidents, but if everything went according to Chu Dong's calculations, this trip would be a blessing.

Obviously unrealistic.

Chu Dong lifted Wu Yong and jumped and drove him to the shore.

Then he went back to the water and pulled Chou Ji out. The stone bridge collapsed and almost killed him under the water, but Wu Tong didn't care about it, her coffin was still firmly pressed on the gravel.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and within the Lin Ming Mansion, where life is cut off, Ghost Qi is already skyrocketing. Without the suppression of the sun, it has turned into a ghost.

"Obviously it's a little bit close, why do you have to stop me, Yin & Yang Division, Yin & Yang Division!

Why do you master the world warlock! "

Above the broken bridge, black energy condensed, and Li ghost appeared.

A thin man of about 40 or 50 years old stood on it. From the face of it, this was Chen Zha's father, but he was not as young as Chu Dong saw in the two endings, and he had not absorbed the power yet.

Seeing this, Chu Dong smiled unconsciously.

"Sure enough, although you have transformed into ghosts, your strength is far from enough."

The old man's face was twisted, and he finally warned Chu Dong.

"Boy, I'll give you the last chance to get out of this city, or I will let everyone be buried with me, can you afford it?"

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