Liu Mang was stared at by those eyes, feeling particularly uncomfortable, and a Vulcan fist slammed into the sky, and the power of fire and dragon qi were mixed together, turning into a flame fist and hitting the sky.

Hundreds of eyes were shattered by the flame fist and dissipated into black smoke, but more eyes appeared. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Strange eyes appeared not only in the sky, but even on the ground.

Liu Mang looked down, and what appeared at his feet was an eye full of fear and despair.

In a trance, Liu Mang saw a weak and beautiful girl, who was pulled into a van by several stout men covering their mouths.

The van came all the way to a dilapidated yard, and the girl was taken into the room.

A few hungry and disgusting men pressed her to the ground and violently tore off her clothes, no matter if she was just a child, they took turns to rape her.

The girl was so desperate and helpless that she almost collapsed.

But something that made her even more desperate soon happened, and several satisfied men were busy taking out knives and axes and the like, and brutally killed her and took her organs......

Liu Mang was extremely angry, extremely angry, burning with anger in his heart, eager to smash the heads of those big men with a fist.

But he didn't know why, he could only watch the poor girl being killed by a few big traitors, but he couldn't do anything, not even a finger.

"Help me, please help me, help me get revenge, please help me get revenge......"

A miserable cry came from Liu Mang's ears, it was a girl's shout, pleading, not from her mouth, but from the depths of her soul.

Liu Mang's body was so heavy and cold, his head was getting more and more dizzy, and he was almost losing consciousness.

At this moment, a little warmth came from the shoulder, the body gradually regained the heat, and the head gradually became the same, and the illusion in front of him disappeared.

Liu Mang looked sideways, and it was Mo Chengcheng who grabbed his shoulders and helped him get out of his hallucination.

Mo Chengcheng said: "These eyes are the eyes of the unjust souls collected by the Ghost Descending King, and they have the effect of confusing people's hearts, don't be tricked." The ghost descending king is right, if you want to play to confuse people's hearts, you can also taste the rain of evil arrows in my Qiongnan witchcraft! ”

Mo Chengcheng took out a piece of white paper that was only ten centimeters long and five or six centimeters wide from his arms, quickly drew a few runes on it, held it in the palm of his hand and blew it.

It's just a blank piece of paper, Mo Chengcheng blew a breath, but it turned into thousands of white papers and flew out, and those white papers floated in the air, all of them turned into arrows, turning into a rain of arrows and shooting at those eyes.

Most of the countless eyeballs around were easily extinguished by the rain of arrows, and some of the remaining turned into black smoke and rushed to one place, reverting to the Nanyang Ghost Descending King.

The Ghost Head King pointed at Mo Chengcheng, "You are one of the twelve witches of Huaxia Qiongnan, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to spoil my good deeds!" ”

Mo Chengcheng said: "I have no enmity with you, but what you do, you should die!" Cultivating the technique of lowering the head, killing the living and man-made souls for his own use, or even killing hundreds of people at a time, it is light for a person like you to die a hundred times! ”

The Ghost Head King stretched out his hands and said loudly: "All beings in the world, in my opinion, are just beasts, so what does it matter if I kill some beasts. Although your Huaxia Qiongnan Wu Clan and our Nanyang Descending Sect are not of the same origin, they have the same root, and many of the spells they cultivate are the same. Even if you are a white witch, there are only two white witches among the twelve witches of Qiongnan, and all the rest are black witches who cultivate evil laws, and what they do may not be as ruthless as me, why didn't I see you go to them for trouble. ”

Liu Mang took over the conversation, and said loudly at the ghost Wang Lang: "I don't care about others, since we met you, don't even think about hiding from it!" The master just looks at you unpleasantly, what can you do? ”

"You have to go against me, don't think that if there are many of you, I will be jealous of you, and if you provoke me today, don't even think about living!"

Without waiting for the Ghost Head King to make a move, the sword slave had already been killed, and with the long sword in his hand, a stunning sword slashed towards the Ghost Head King, easily cutting him in half.

But it's a pity that the Ghost Head King doesn't seem to have any entity at all, turning into two clouds of black gas, one flying to the sky and the other surging to the ground.

Mo Chengcheng said quickly: "He has already cultivated himself into a ghost body, and ordinary swords can't hit him at all." ”

A head came out of the ground less than two meters in front of Liu Mang, and said in a harsh voice that made people feel uncomfortable: "That's right, you can't hurt my ......"

Immediately after that, another head came out, a second, a third, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of heads came out of the ground, all different, men, women, and children, there were old men and women of eighty or ninety years old, and little babies of a little bigger.

One by one, they opened their mouths and said the same sentence, and the words converged together, it was no longer just as simple as being harsh, and Liu Mang's head was almost about to explode.

More than a dozen people who were guarding the tent before were wearing black robes, and their bodies were covered in black robes, and the people who were guarding the tent like statues moved at this time and killed Liu Mang.

The movements of those black-robed people were very strange, not like living people at all, but the speed was unusually fast, and three black-robed people rushed to Liu Mang's approach one after another, stretching out three completely bloodless claws to grasp his different positions.

Liu Mang quickly took a step back, and a dragon god punch was struck, and the power was released to shoot out a violent fist, blasting towards the three black-robed people.

The three black-robed people gave up grabbing Liu Mang, and together they hit Liu Mang's fist, and the three palms touched the fist and was shattered, but they finally crushed the fist.

The black robes on their bodies had been blown away, and they appeared, their eyes had been sewn up, and their faces were pale, and they looked more like corpses when they said they were alive.

Liu Mangcai didn't care if they were people or corpses, and hit them with a fist, knocking all three guys away.

Mo Chengcheng also used witchcraft to kill the two black-robed people, and the sword slave was even more violent, and a few sword rays went down, crushing all the remaining black-robed people.

The voices of the heads that came out of the ground were not broken, constantly disturbing Liu Mang's minds, and the sword slave shouted ten thousand sword tricks, and the long sword stabbed into the ground violently, and even the hilt of the sword was stabbed into it violently.

In the next second, hundreds of sword rays shot out from the ground, crushing all those heads, and even flew towards the high sky, strangling the other half of the black qi that the ghost descending king turned into above the high sky.

The Ghost Head King turned into countless black skulls in mid-air, trying to resist those sword qi, but those seemingly powerful black skulls, under the sword light summoned by the sword slave, were no different from balloons.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the ghost descending king flew into the distance, but he couldn't stop the strangulation of the sword qi at all, and after letting out an unwilling scream, it dissipated without a trace. (To be continued.) )