Chapter 933

When their families are in decline, many people, whether sincere or false, will subconsciously shout: "ashamed of our ancestors" or "how can I see my father (your father) after I go down?"

This is more just a kind of catharsis of one's own emotions. Whether one believes it or not is unclear. After all, most people's ancestors did not have the ability to suddenly jump from hell to the sun, "Lao Tze hacked you, a black sheep!"

It's like the anger of boss Zhou's original "ashes mixed with rice", which can't be encountered by anyone. It's actually a kind of happiness to encounter this pain

For example, your body was burned, but you are still alive, for example, your ancestors really came back to see you, oh, of course, if you are not a black sheep.

But now people come, even now, Zhou Ze is not clear about the generation in front of him. He can only pray in his heart, preferably not the first generation.

Just like the founding emperor is basically the fiercest truth, the early Dynasty should also be the strongest among the previous dynasties.

For what the Fujun said,

Zhou Zedu heard that an old Taoist should really be beaten to death by the sole of his shoes. Is it easy for his ancestors to lay down that piece of land? What are you doing to death?

Just,

When a blue flame condensed again in front of the paper man, which was about to be released to the Taoist priest,

Boss Zhou still took a step,

In front of the Taoist priest.

The paper man didn't seem too surprised by boss Zhou's move, but his anger became more gloomy than before.

In fact, if Zhou Ze had nothing to do, he would be pulled to the depths of his soul. Look at the sea of the nether world and visit the white bone throne. If his horizons were indeed raised a lot, he might be so nervous that he couldn't even speak in front of this aura.

It's like ordinary people, not to mention national leaders, will feel Alexander when they see the mayor alive and the director of the police station.

"Logically speaking, this is your housework, which I shouldn't care about, but after all, he is my employee."

"Waste, and man-made slaves!"

"It's an employee."

"Do you think you deserve it?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little strange in his heart. To be honest, at first, he felt nothing, but when he arrived here, he felt something wrong.

This Fujun,

Can't you see your identity?

Is it tie Hanhan who has eaten well recently and can make up for it, so his hiding ability is stronger, or is this Fu Jun, himself a half bucket of water?

In the face of the real strong, especially in the face of Fujun, the former master of hell, you will certainly think highly of him. Boss Zhou has not been in touch with those high and high beings. They often show a feeling of almost omniscientism. It seems that they can understand all your secrets just by looking at you.

But the rhetorical question just now,

It is equivalent to reducing the "awe" of boss Zhou,

Together,

Are you blind, too?

Speaking of the moment,

Everyone is incomplete,

If you are not incomplete, as a former ruler, you should not come here to kill and teach your unworthy descendants, but directly go back to hell to find the Tibetan king Bodhisattva. They work hard to recapture everything in their past.

Anyway, it's all the tigers that fell in Pingyang,

Compared with the winning hook that has been slowly recovering,

Maybe the current level of recovery is really far from good.

The blue flame spreads again and forms a circle around. In this circle, your soul seems to feel the feeling of being roasted. It's a little like a person who has just smoked fainting. He feels that his consciousness is about to float up. If he floats too high, he will float away

"Get out of the way!"

The voice of the paper man is inviolable. This is not a threat, but an ultimatum.

Zhou Ze looked down again. Kneeling on the ground was very painful. He didn't know what was happening outside,

Then he was facing the paper man in front of him,

Shook his wrist,

His eyes were slightly cold,

Then,

Boss Zhou suddenly thought of the fingerprint that Xu Qinglang had just taught him a while ago,

He felt that since that fingerprint was placed now, the effect was the best, better than a thousand words.

Boss Zhou made that fingerprint:

Convex!

The flames are boiling,

Obviously,

The Fujun didn't seem to have senile dementia because of the silence of countless years. He actually recognized this handprint.

Blue flames roared like waves.

Boss Zhou stretched out ten nails,

Ten black chains sealed the surroundings,

Blocking the blue heat,

Also let boss Zhou himself and the old man be protected inside.

Just a fight,

After getting rid of the restraint at the beginning and the pressure brought by the other party's sense of mystery,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt,

Fu Jun,

It doesn't seem like much, either?

But soon,

He was beaten in the face.

I've just stopped the black chain of fire,

Actually melt in an instant,

Those zombie spirits that condensed the chain turned out to be flame supporting materials, which helped increase the momentum of the flame. In the blue, it was like a dragon flying, and then opened its mouth and rushed towards boss Zhou!

"Ah ah ah!!!"

The Taoist priest shouted,

He kept kneeling on the ground and holding his head,

He had no idea what was happening outside,

But at this point,

The uneasiness in his heart began to spread wildly,

So that his mind began to fall, and his consciousness was controlled by fear.

Zhou Ze bit his teeth,

The eyes began to have black luster and began to flow,

Depression

Manic

Tyranny

Curse

Disaster,

All kinds of negative attributes belonging to zombies began to soar,

Boss Zhou grabbed his hands forward,

The terrifying blue flame was caught by Zhou Ze as if it were real at this time,

Immediately,

Zombie fangs bite up.

"Boom!"

A very exaggerated scene, a very startling picture,

Both sides are like masters of oil painting freehand brushwork,

Between falseness and reality,

Seems to have lost all logic.

It is true,

It really doesn't need logic,

Because this one in front of me,

It's not the Fujun who really stood on the top of hell in those days,

Just a ghost,

Strong is strong,

But its specific strength, in fact, is really nothing left, otherwise it can't be at this point. Now more of the two sides are still doing dojo in the shell of the snail. Simple means contain the competition between everyone for strength, ideas, and even their own perseverance.

It's like two military masters standing in front of the sand table to conduct a simulated attack and defense drill. It seems to be a simple arrangement, but in the minds of both sides, there are thousands of troops fighting.

Fujun must have rich experience,

Whether it is the first generation or not,

Even the old Taoist, the last emperor,

It is believed that when he was a prefect, he was by no means a simple generation, otherwise the Bodhisattva of the original Tibetan king didn't have to deceive him, and wouldn't it be more straightforward to strangle him directly?

Boss Zhou has been a man for less than 40 years. Compared with those high-ranking figures, it is almost worthless.

But boss Zhou has all the experience that half of his face was "presented" to him at the beginning,

Half a face was the kind of bull who could turn out the winning hook and go out on his own. At the same time, he also cheated the winning hook to recover his savings for thousands of years,

He can be called a brother in the watchdog world,

Boss Zhou is standing on his shoulder and fighting with the Lord Fu.

The flames were torn apart,

It's like it hurts,

Began to contract sharply.

Boss Zhou's body began to rush forward, as if to break through and disperse the flame!

The top of the paper man,

An empty shadow of a small sword appeared,

At the beginning, Ganyu was actually worse off than yinggou, but after all, he was the daughter of the Yellow Emperor. Even if he was so poor, he also had a lot of things close to him. Of course, the same is true of Fujun. It is difficult for people of this level to die, and it is also difficult to die clean.

In the sword,

It contains a terrible sword spirit,

It seems that all evil things can only be obedient in front of him,

When the sword appeared,

Zhou Ze stopped,

Zhou Ze's hands began to grope on his body,

Touch around,

Touch around,

It seems that since the opposite side of the book took out some magic tools,

I have to find the same thing on my side,

But unfortunately,

Boss Zhou has a lot of miscellaneous things around him,

But the only thing that I wear on my body is a bronze ring, but it's only used to make a boundary, not to hit people.

This is embarrassing,

The embarrassment made boss Zhou lose his consciousness,

This is fighting,

Inexplicably touching what?

"Whoosh!"

Sword Qi rushed over.

Boss Zhou had to plan to cancel half of his face,

Just played well,

But now I suddenly feel a little unreliable,

But just then,

Boss Zhou's palm suddenly turned over,

The Taoist priest leaned and fell to the ground. At the chest of the Taoist priest, a pimple wrapped in various plastic bags and cloth fell into Zhou Ze's hands.

After falling to the ground,

The Taoist priest closed his eyes and scolded: fuck your father!

Then he completely fainted.

Maybe, when Lao Dao woke up, he only remembered that he seemed to have a nightmare. As for what was in the nightmare, he didn't know.

Even boss Zhou didn't know what this thing was, but just threw it out like this.

The sword is powerful,

Directly broke the package of tightly wrapped things,

For a time,

The cloth flies around,

Plastic splashes,

After the "old lady's foot wraps" on the left and right were cleared,

A simple mirror appeared here,

Facing the paper man,

Also facing the fierce sword!

"Hum!"

In an instant,

The sword Qi was reflected back by the mirror,

then,

Directly penetrated the body of the paper man,

On paper people,

Made a big hole,

The paper man was stunned by this sudden accident,

Boss Zhou suddenly understood the reason why he had just felt about under the personality of half a face,

Licked his lips consciously,

A little smile,

Old way, old way,

You are true this time,

Fuck your father.