Fang Zheng went berserk.
He was like a prehistoric beast that had revived, tearing open a door in front of him, and all kinds of fragments were flying in the air.
He broke one of the halls and appeared in another.
A hundred times is not enough.
Just a thousand times.
He did not believe that there was anything impeccable in this world.
Fang Zheng was like a wild bull. After a long time, he finally got tired and stopped his reckless actions. His eyes glistened and he stood in the hall panting.
With Fang Zheng's current physical strength, as well as the continuous naive breath to support and restore his physical strength, he could be exhausted to gasp. It was conceivable that Fang Zheng's violent walk lasted for a long time, but the front of the hall seemed to be really flawless, endless, how could he not walk out of the endless cycle of death.
"Stupid."
"Muscular and simple-minded."
The woman's voice rang again outside the main entrance of the hall.
Huff, huff...
Fang Zheng's breath gradually calmed down, calming himself down. This time, he did not bother with the woman's voice outside, but looked coldly at the two black and white photo frames that had been staring at him in the hall.
Fang Zheng's footsteps moved.
Walking towards the black and white photo frame,
Fang Zheng's intention was to tear up the two black and white frames.
Didn't you want me to keep a vigil?
I tore up the photo. Without anyone, it would not be a wake. As long as I stood still in the hall, the things in the hall would not automatically recover. Even if I was trapped here for the rest of my life, it would be at most a trap for me, not a spirit guarding a slave.
Fang Zheng planned to use this to force the king of labor.
The woman outside seemed to keep an eye on Fang Zheng's movements in the hall, only to hear her disdainful voice coming from outside the house, "Why, you can't do anything rash. Are you going to get angry out of embarrassment?"
"Do you know why there are still two people in the house? They are just like you, guarding the spirit. The lives of these two people are already connected to the photos. If you hurt the photos, you are killing two innocent people who should not have died."
The woman's voice was playful and a little smug.
It was as if she had settled on Fang Zheng.
"It's useless to rely on brute force alone like you. You can't walk out of the underworld for the rest of your life. If King of labor wants you to die in threes, you won't live in five. If King of labor wants you to live in five, he won't let you die in threes. King of labor's methods are endless. You'll never understand King of labor's power."
After listening to the woman outside the house, sure enough, Fang Zheng stopped his hand.
At this moment, he had calmed down.
There was light in his eyes, and he stood still, not knowing what he was thinking.
An underworld?
Sure enough, this village that had disappeared, appeared at the time and place that should not have appeared, was it paper village?
Just like mansion owner's mansion.
They were all paper clips.
That is, the underworld.
Indeed, only the strange ability of the underworld could create the strange scene in front of them.
Huff! Huff!
Fang Zheng thought of something. His eyes grew colder and colder, and then...
Fang Zheng's muscles began to swell inch by inch, and his tendons and bones were swelling violently. It seemed that a prehistoric beast was really recovering from its silence, and his figure was rising.
The originally delicate face began to grow thick black body hair;
At the same time, the frontal bone of the face protruded, the skull became longer and longer, and the upper and lower jaws grew and protruded continuously.
Rip!
Because of the rapid growth of the upper and lower jaw, the muscles at the corners of the mouth were torn to the limit and turned into a bloody mouth.
Roar!
His jaws were wide open and he let out a wild roar. His torn jaws revealed two rows of sharp teeth. The white forest, which was unusually large and hard, seemed to prove that he had an amazing bite force and was afraid that he could tear tigers, bears, and wolves apart. This was no longer a normal human skull or face, but more and more like an ape.
Fang Zheng's bones, muscles, and skin were still squeezing and growing, and at the same time, his body was like a reversion, growing ape hair, and his body expanded a circle, growing to two meters.
The originally clear black and white pupils began to turn scarlet, and a few centimeters of blood flowed out of their sockets, dragging out long and thin red flames. Suddenly, this was a ferocious Demon ape!
Spiritual martial arts!
Immovable real self mixed world demon ape view!
Roar!!
With a roar from the sky, a phantom ape appeared behind him, as if he had come to the ancient barbarians. The sky was torn apart, the beacon fire was everywhere, the lava was overflowing, the black wind was sweeping over, the flood was raging, a Demon ape, with its hands on the sky, its feet on the dark, its back on the dark side, looking up at the sky above. It was as if they were fighting against something even higher and more ancient.
The phantom ape appeared only for a moment and then disappeared.
He was able to think of himself as a Demon ape and turn himself into a demonic ape. As expected, the hall in front of him was indeed a spiritual world, a spiritual illusion created by the underworld. No wonder he was unable to rush out.
At this moment, Fang Zheng, who looked at himself as a Demon ape, even his eyes were extremely vivid, unruly and fierce, just like an ancient savage demon ape who captured a dragon and took a phoenix to feed on a divine beast. He looked at the hall of spirit with his scarlet blood eyes, revealing a look of contemplation.
"Come on, let me see how this ghost hall trapped me today, or how I tore down your bullshit hall."
Bang!
At this moment, Fang Zheng, who was like a demon ape and a big monkey, stepped through the door with a defiant foot and tore the door to pieces with his powerful foot.
But this time it was different. The moment the door was torn apart, it didn't fall into pieces like before. This time it turned into pieces of paper.
This time, the hall was still outside.
It seems that Fang Zheng still hasn't come out of the strange circle?
But Fang Zheng didn't seem to see it. He smashed the doors of the main hall, and people rushed out again and again. Gradually, the doors of the main hall in front of him were fragmented, not as intact as they had been in the beginning.
As Fang Zheng opened the door again and again, the consumption of the underworld became more and more large. The recovery speed of the underworld gradually fell behind, and the door began to break down more and more time after time, and the recovery became slower.
"How is that possible!"
"You..."
The woman's surprised voice sounded outside the door, with an incredulous and incredulous tone.
Fang Zheng's eyes glowed with blood, ignoring the sound and repeating it many times. When he broke through the door again, it was a strange scene outside.
On the left was an empty courtyard, on the right was a spirit hall.
For the first time, there was a conflict and disorder in the mental illusion.
On the other side of the courtyard stood a woman, her eyes aghast as the fiery Demon ape came out.
The illusion disorder only appeared for a second.
Immediately return to the spirit hall.
"Stand still and wait for me..."
"Soon, I'll be out looking for you soon!"
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