Chapter 936

When many people fall down in their own families, no matter whether they are true or false, they will subconsciously shout: "I'm sorry to my ancestors" or "how can I see my father when I go down"

this is more a kind of catharsis of their own emotions. Believe it or not, no one knows. After all, most people's ancestors have no ability to jump from hell to the sun“ I will cut you to death

It's just like boss Zhou's anger of "rice in ashes" at the beginning. Not everyone can experience it. It's actually a kind of happiness

For example, your body is 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 that people are here, even now, Zhou Ze doesn't know how many generations he has in front of him. He can only pray in his heart. It's better not to be the first generation.

It's just like that the founding emperor is the most fierce one. Probably, the rate of the first monarch should be the strongest one among the previous monarchs.

As for what the Fujun said,

Zhou Zedu listened to the feeling that the old way really should be killed by the soles of shoes. Is it easy for the ancestors to beat down the mountains and rivers? What are your plans?

However,

when the paper man gathered a blue flame in front of him again and was about to release to the Taoist priest,

boss Zhou took a step, and

was in front of the Taoist priest.

It seems that the paper man is not too surprised by boss Zhou's move, but his gas engine has become more gloomy than before.

In fact, if Zhou Ze had nothing to do, he would have been pulled to the deep of his soul to see the sea of the netherworld and visit the white bone throne. If his vision had been raised a lot, he might have been so nervous that he could not even speak in front of this gas field.

It's like ordinary people don't have to say that they will feel Alexander when they see the leader of the country, or the mayor of the town or the director of the police station.

"It's your chore. I shouldn't be in charge of it, but he's my employee after all."

"Waste, and slavery!"

"It's an employee."

"Do you think you deserve it?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ze suddenly felt strange. To be honest, at first, he thought it was nothing, but when he arrived here, he felt something was wrong.

You don't know who you are?

Is tie Han Han eating well recently and can be mended, so his hiding ability is stronger, or is he a half bucket of water?

In the face of a real strong man, especially the ruler of the former hell, you will surely think highly of him. Boss Zhou has not never been exposed to those very high and high existence. They can often show a feeling of almost omniscient. It seems that they can see all your secrets just by looking at you.

But this just asked,

is to cut down the "awe" of boss Zhou in his heart,

together,

are you blind, too?

When it comes to the present,

everyone is incomplete,

if you are not incomplete, as a former Prince of the mansion, now you should not come here to kill and teach your own bad descendants, but go straight to hell to find the Tibetan king Bodhisattva, they are desperately trying to recapture everything in their past.

In any case, it's all the tigers that have lost Pingyang. Compared with the winning hook that has been feeding and recovering slowly,

maybe the level of recovery in front of us is really far from good.

The blue flame spreads again and forms a circle around it. In this circle, your soul seems to be able to feel the feeling of being roasted. It's a bit like a person who has just smoked faints. He feels that his consciousness is about to float up. If it's too high, it's gone

"Get out of the way!"

In the voice of the paper man, with inviolable superiority, this is not a threat, but an ultimatum.

Zhou Ze looked down again at the old way of kneeling on the ground, which was very painful. He didn't know what was going on outside at all.

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 handprint that Xu Qinglang had just taught him The effect of fingerprints is better than thousands of words.

Boss Zhou made that fingerprint:

convex!

The flames were boiling. Obviously,

this prince didn't seem to have dementia due to the silence of countless years. He could recognize this fingerprint.

Blue flames, like waves, roared.

Boss Zhou's ten nails are spread out, ten black chains block the four sides,

block the blue heat,Also let boss Zhou himself plus the old way, together was protected in it.

At the beginning of the fight,

after getting rid of the constraint at the beginning and the pressure brought by the mysterious feeling of the other party,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that

Fu Jun,

seems to be no good either?

But soon,

was slapped.

Just now, I have stopped the black chain of the fire,

actually melts in an instant,

and the zombie spirit that condenses the chain is like a flame supporting material, which helps to boost the momentum of the fire. In the blue, it's like a dragon flying around, then opens its mouth and pours towards boss Zhou!

"Ah, ah, ah!!!"

The old Taoist cried out,

he had been kneeling on the ground holding his head,

he had no idea what was going on outside,

but at this time,

his inner uneasiness began to flood wildly,

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

Zhou Ze bit his teeth, and the black luster in his eyes began to flow. At this time, Zhou Ze was oppressed, manic, tyrannical, cursed and distressed. All kinds of negative attributes belonging to zombies began to soar. Boss Zhou grabbed his hands forward, and the horrible blue flame was caught by Zhou Ze as if it were substance Now,

and then,

the fangs of zombies bite.

"Boom!"

It's a very exaggerated scene, a very shocking picture,

both sides are like masters of oil painting freehand school,

between the real and the virtual,

seems to lose all logic.

As a matter of fact,

it really doesn't need logic,

because in front of us,

is not the real monarch standing on the top of hell in that year,

is just a ghost,

strong is strong,

but its concrete strength, in fact, is really nothing, otherwise, it can't be at this point, both sides are more now, or at this point The simple means of making a ashram in a snail's shell is the competition between people's strength, ideas and even their own willpower.

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

Fu Jun's experience must be very rich.

whether it is the early generation or not,

even if it is the last generation of Fu Jun, I believe it is not a simple generation at the beginning or at the time of Fu Jun. otherwise, the Bodhisattva, the original king of Tibet, would not have to cheat him and strangle him directly?

Boss Zhou is a man of two generations, less than 40 years. Compared with those big people, he is almost worthless.

But boss Zhou here has all the experience that half a face was "presented" to him in the first place.

half a face was the kind of man who could turn out the winning hook and go out on his own, at the same time, he also pit the winning hook for thousands of years to recover his savings.

he can be called a brother in the watchdog world.

boss Zhou is standing on his shoulder and fighting with this Lord.

When the flame was torn,

it began to contract sharply.

Boss Zhou's body is to start to rush forward, as if to break through the flame, and break away!

On the top of the paper man's head,

there is a virtual shadow of a small sword,

at the beginning, he was actually in a worse state than yinggou, but after all, he was the daughter of Emperor Huang. Even if he was in a worse state, he also had a lot of things beside him. Naturally, it was the same with the prince. It was very difficult for a person of this level to die. It was also very difficult for him to die clean.

Among the little swords,

contains a terrible sword spirit,

it seems that all the evils in front of them can only be obedient,

when the sword appears,

Zhou Ze stops walking,

Zhou Ze's hands begin to feel on his body,

touch,

touch,

I have to find the same thing to greet myself,

but unfortunately,

boss Zhou has a lot of miscellaneous things around him,

but the one I wear on my body is the bronze ring, but it's only used for border, not for smashing people.

It's very embarrassing.

it's so embarrassing that boss Zhou's consciousness is out of his mind.

this is a fight.

What are you feeling inexplicably?"Whoosh!"

The sword is coming.

Boss Zhou had to cancel his half face personality.

just played well,

but now he suddenly felt that it was not reliable.

but just then,

boss Zhou's hand suddenly turned over,

Lao Dao's body was askew and fell to the ground. At the position of Lao Dao's chest, there was a pimple thing wrapped with various plastic bags and cloth Son fell into Zhou Ze's hands.

After falling to the ground,

Lao Dao closed his eyes and scolded: "fuck your father!"!

Then he passed out completely.

Maybe, when Lao Dao woke up, he only remembered that he had a nightmare. As for what was in the nightmare, it was not clear.

What is this thing? Even boss Zhou didn't react to it, but just threw it out.

The sword Qi is very strong,

directly breaks the bag of tightly wrapped things,

for a while,

the cloth flies in disorder,

the plastic splashes all over the place,

after the three left and three right circles of the "old lady's foot cloth" are cleared away,

a simple mirror appears here,

in the face of the paper man,

also in the face of the paper man A fierce sword!

"Hum!"

In a flash,

sword Qi was reflected back by the mirror,

then,

directly pierced the body of the paper man,

on the paper man,

made a big hole,

the paper man was a little confused by the sudden change,

boss Zhou suddenly understood the reason why he just felt under half face personality,

consciously Licked his lips,

smiled a little,

Lao Dao, Lao Dao,

you are real this time,

did your fathe