One eye Fu mourning God is still a fearless look, a pair of ferocious one eye constantly turning on the forehead: "do you know how high my life is?"

Wang Yong shook his head: "I don't know. But I'll know if I kill you. "

"The boss didn't come to monster street to do business?"

"Of course not." Wang Yong smiles gently“ I'm here to kill! "

With that, Wang Yong suddenly put out his hand. His palm was like a giant vice. With the momentum of breaking everything, he choked to one eye to pay for mourning.

One eye Fu mourns God Jie to smile, the mouth suddenly splits, has extended to the back of the head.

Sensen's teeth came out of his big mouth and bit Wang Yong fiercely.

The root tusks reflected a strong white light in the night, and the sharp tip of the teeth was like a blade piercing the air, making a whoosh sound.

If Wang Yong's palm is bitten, it is at least a result of hand bone penetration.

Click!

At the critical moment, Wang Yong turned his wrist to avoid the bite of one eyed Fu.

One eye Fu mourning God, two rows of teeth collided with each other, making a creepy sound.

"Hey, hey." One eyed Fu mourning God gave Wang Yong a ferocious smile.

Just open your mouth and bite again.

It was only when his mouth opened that he heard a strange sound, as if something had broken.

A full second later, the one eyed mourner gave out a cry.

The two tusks of one eye Fu, the longest of mourning, were broken by Wang Yong's finger!

The broken fangs were like sharp thorns, with a strong wind penetrating directly into the deep throat of one eyed Fu.

There was no blood spilling out, and there was no death. After all, Fu mourning was just a spiritual memory in the doll.

Although dolls are equivalent to the body for them, the body injury does not mean that they will die.

"You ruined my favorite body!" One eye Fu mourning, one eye staring at Wang Yong fiercely, like a goldfish's Blister eye.

"But I don't like it." Wang Yong said, and suddenly clapped it.

The goal is the one eye, the one eye.

"You dare! I'll eat you One eyed Fu shouts.

At the same time, a skull split in an instant. There was nothing else in the whole skull, but all the tusks.

Just like the cannibal flower in the game, when the prey comes to the door, it will be swallowed directly.

"Do you want to eat so much?"

Wang Yong's face was filled with a playful smile.

"I'll give it to you!"

With that, Wang Yong not only didn't avoid it, but also speeded up to send it to the one eyed Fu.

Just before the one eyed Fu's tusks closed, Wang Yong's hands suddenly lit up a light flame.

Boom!

The next moment, listen to one eye pay mourning, the whole head suddenly burst out heavy smoke.

Putong, one eyed Fu, fell to the ground and fell apart.

The meaning of Zaohua Honglu boxing is Yin God's nemesis, and this one eyed Fu's death is clearly self seeking.

"Well?" Wang Yong's eyes narrowed“ There is still a trace of spirit left. Do you want to run

Wang Yong said that he took xiangqu's shashenghu and patted it lightly.

I saw a bloody light suddenly appeared in the killing Hu, but it was the type god named Fei Zheng.

Fei is just like to see the delicious food, happily flying in the air for a circle, the next second suddenly toward the one eyed Fu funerals run away.

"No! no No One eye pays to mourn God to send out despairing scream, but still can't escape Fei Zheng's swallow.

After eating one eye Fu's idea of mourning, Fei Zheng's blood light is more and more intense.

With Fei's body moving around, there was a rainbow in the air. All the tourists in monster street and Fu baishen were frightened, as if they were bereaved.

The former tea shop Fu mourning God is a look of revenge: "hum, let you bully me! Now it's time to be punished! Tea is free today. Please come inside, my guest. "

After solving the biggest "bully" in this street, Wang Yong and his three people seem to have become new street bullies.

People will retreat wherever they go.

Even some Fu mourning shop owners would take out the specialty products in the shop and give them to Wang Yong.

At this time, Wang Yong realized that the existence value of this monster street was to sell some magic tools, materials and even Shishen used in the Oriental Shinto.

This is a ghost city of Toyo Shinto.

It's just that for ordinary Yin Yang masters, there's still a value of wandering here, but there's no value for Wang Yong.

Whether it's magic weapon or type God, it's just common goods. On the contrary, the most powerful type of God is those who pay the funeral god.

However, the rules of monster Street over the years have made no one dare to deal with these funerals without authorization.

Wang Yong is also the first person who dares to kill Fu Beishen in monster street.

Go straight to the end of the street, there seems to be no road ahead, only the last shop in front.

It's a haunted house playground.

The ghost house is run by a frog like Fu Beishen.

Frog Fu mourning God had been waiting for Wang Yong for a long time. When he saw Wang Yong, he said the first sentence: "you killed the drug seller and violated the rules here."

Wang Yong looked up and down at Fu mourning and asked, "then what?"

"All those who break the rules will stay here forever. And you, I like very much, maybe you will become the most powerful ghost in my hands. " Frog Fu's eyes blinked, and his long, thin tongue stretched rapidly with a little mucus. It looked very disgusting.

"You're the law enforcer here?"

"That's understandable."

Wang Yong gently smile: "then you are not qualified to tell me the rules. If you want to tell me the rules, at least you need the master here. Where is he? "

Wang Yong thought the frog would refuse to answer.

Unexpectedly, a strange light flashed in the frog's eyes and pointed behind him: "go through that haunted house, you can see the master. It's just that over the years, no one has ever made it. "

"Yes? The first one will be born soon. " Wang Yong said and walked towards the entrance of the ghost house.

Frog Fu mourned with a sneer: "it's really sad. There are so many people who don't know how to live or die."

But the next second his smile froze on his face.

The first thing Wang Yong did after entering the haunted house was to grab a ghost hidden in the dark with his right hand.

He doesn't communicate with this ghost at all. He just pinches it with one hand.

In a flash, the ghost's body broke into dust, and a divine idea turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

"My ghost!" The frog lost his voice.

All the ghosts in this haunted house are made by Shishen, which is his greatest wealth.

The value of each type God is on top of a luxury house outside.

Now, a mansion is crushed by Wang Yong.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Deep in the haunted house, people's laughter seeps. It's like a real haunted house in an amusement park. It has all kinds of lights, sound effects and characters. If you're timid, you'll get a heart attack.

Wang Yong's steps were relaxed and he waved to Xiangshou and JianNu: "keep up. Xiangcho, take your killing gourd, and it has a chance to evolve. "

Buzzing, shashenghu seems to understand Wang Yong's words. After a tremor, he flies directly into Wang Yong's hands.

It can't wait.

And Wang Yong holds a killing gourd in one hand and grabs it in the dark.

There is a play ghost type God is caught, in the despairing roar by Wang Yong a crush.

Then inhale the killer.

Just for a moment, the ghost house that used to be chirped by ghosts can be heard. On the contrary, the ghosts that used to scare tourists are scared by tourists. The atmosphere dare not breathe for fear that they will be the next to become the food for killing.

Frog Fu mourn God saw this scene, the long tongue out, gaping.

"You are trampling on my bottom line!" The frog took a deep breath and suddenly made a piercing cry.

The next moment I heard the sound of commotion in the haunted house, and a human with dull eyes appeared in front of Wang Yong.

This is the human Yin Yang master who once tried to pass through the haunted house. In the end, he failed to pass through the haunted house. Instead, he became a puppet.

"Now you think I'm trampling on your bottom line..." Wang Yong turns around and smiles at frog Fu mourning“ You won't feel it later. "

"Because you're used to it."

Then Wang Yong gently patted the killing gourd. Fei Zheng in the killing gourd immediately turned into a rainbow light and flew out into the body of the puppet of Yin Yang master.

In the next second, the puppet body of Yin Yang division was constantly broken, and countless fine pores burst open, as if there was something in the war.

After a moment, everything was quiet. The eyes of the puppet of Yin Yang master suddenly brightened and turned into a thick blood red.

But Fei Zheng killed the remaining idea of Yin Yang master and controlled the body.

Only Fei Zheng's eyes twinkled, staring at Wang Yong like a lone wolf staring at the prey.

Wang Yong glanced at Fei and said: "you can live until now not because you are strong enough, but because you are smart enough. Don't let the only advantage disappear from you. You won't regret it. "

"As you wish." The hoarse voice came from the Yin Yang master controlled by Fei Zheng.

Then see Fei is suddenly turned, rushed into the depths of the haunted house.

Bang bang, the sound of fighting came in an endless stream. The whole haunted house was shaking, and from time to time there were rocks and dust rustling down.

Poop, poop, poop

One puppet body after another was killed by Fei Zheng and thrown out.

Covering the passage of the whole ghost house is like a hell full of dead people.

Outside the frog Fu mourning God's eyes have been dull, he is proud of the ghosts, even with Wang Yong fight qualifications are not obtained. Just by Wang Yong's hand a type God, cleaned up.

Wang Yong turned his head and looked at Fu mourning, the frog, and asked, "am I right? Are you used to it now? "

Frog Fu mourn God mouth slightly open, want to say what, can not say a word.

It just wants to cry at the moment.

Nothing to pretend!

"Now you have another chance to revenge, and that is to pray that your master is strong enough. Can I see him now? "

Frog Fu mourned and nodded: "go to the end of the ghost house, open the door and you will see the masters. As for revenge, what's the point? There's no money left. Can I get it back if I kill you? "

Wang Yong a Leng, didn't expect this frog Fu mourning God or a money fan ghost.

Wang Yong also heard another message from the myth of frog paying for funeral.

"Masters", it seems that there is more than one person behind the haunted house!