Chapter 502-He Killed It

gthens and shortens his shadow. He frowned and seemed to be worried about how to borrow money from Meng Xiang for a while.if he had a choice, he would rather wash dishes angrily for ten hours in a loc...Shen Qingzhu was dumbfounded.

the same style is dumbfounded, and there is also the raving that is choked by the ninth seat.

"this is impossible!" Raving eyes are full of disbelief, "you have been planted by me under the soul contract, it is impossible to betray me!"

"Soul contract..." A smile appeared in the eyes of the ninth table. "that thing is actually not as good as you think, and it is really fragile in front of that adult's mind."

"divinity" The brow of raving is furrowed, "what is that"

"if you say so, you won't understand the unique method of the president."

"President You're not the night watchman "

the ninth table shook his head. "No."

"what else will there be in Daxia except my church of ancient gods"

"the Church of Ancient Gods It's just a cancer in summer. " The corner of the mouth of the ninth table rose slightly, "your pattern is too small, you might as well take a longer view, such as …"... Beyond the summer "

frowning, "I don't believe that any other forces can exist in the fog."

"therefore, a tumor can only be a tumor." The ninth seat sneered.

"what is the purpose of you lurking by my side for so long"

"in order to pierce this tumor at the right time." The ninth table shook his head regretfully. "it's a pity that the ancient church only accepts deity agents, so I can only join [believers] and monitor your every move."

"because of your immensity"

"what about 'limitless' Isn't it still holding your throat " The ninth slowly said, "sometimes patience is more important than strength."

"Eleven years. Your patience is really scary. "

"but I didn't expect that you secretly sent the third and first seats to kill the 008s." The eyes of the ninth table narrowed slightly. "I was wondering, obviously, I had left a mark to remind 008 team so many times, why the night watchman still had no movement."... "

he gazed at him for a long time, and there was a touch of coldness in his eyes.

"he Lin, I must admit that your identity surprised me very much." But it's a little naive to think you've won.

the [psychic] team hunted me for so long and failed to kill me, how could I die so easily at your hands "

his voice fell, and his figure began to fade eerily, like smoke blown away by the breeze, dissipating in mid-air.

the eyes of the ninth table are fixed.

he almost turned around like a conditioned reflex, and a strong spiral burst from his palm toward the figure in a black tuxedo!

"Don't forget, here." I created a nightmare. "

the raving words stepped forward, the body suddenly became empty, and the two spirals touched his body as if there was nothing.

the next moment, he came to the ninth table.

the palm of the hand with white gloves pressed lightly on the chest of the ninth table, just like a sledgehammer hit the white paper, and the chest of the ninth seat collapsed instantly!

poof -!

the ninth table suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the edge of the altar. The blood flowed and gradually converged into a small pool of blood.

with a murmur, black blood flowed out of his seven orifices again, his face was as pale as paper, and even his walk began to wobble slightly.

mobilizes so many forces again that the already fragmented mental power of the raving language is even worse, and the remaining spirit of the sword in his body rages again, cutting his internal organs.

"Damn it." The eyes of the raving were a little blurred, and he muttered to himself as he walked to the ninth seat, which was seriously injured.

on the edge of the altar, the ninth table looked at the raving coming step by step, and his eyes were cold.

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a hesitant look appeared on his babbling face.

his present state is that the oil lamp in the real sense has dried up, and it is very difficult to exert his ability to escape again. If the ninth seat tries hard to kill him, it may really let him succeed.

just then, the raving seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"it seems that there is no need for me to do it myself."

he turned his head. I don't know when Shen Qingzhu jumped up from under the altar and stood beside him.

Wobabble held out his hand, trembled slightly and pointed to the ninth table. He said hoarse:

"Shen Qingzhu, kill him for me."

now, the believers are almost dead, but as long as I am alive, the believers can still be reorganized.

as I told you before, a new era is about to begin, and you. The one who is destined to lead the whole [believer] to glory.

kill him, you are the first [believer] seat. "

Shen Qingzhu stared at him for a moment and nodded.

"OK, I see."

he turned, turned his back to raving, and walked slowly towards the ninth seat lying on the ground.

the ninth table raised his head and looked at the young man, with a faint smile on his bloodstained face.

"do you have any last words" Shen Qingzhu asked calmly.

"No."

"really not"

"mm-hmm."

"if you really have no last words, how about I think of one for you"

"tell me."

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath and

shouted:

"SpongeBob!" Let's go catch jellyfish! "

when his loud voice echoed in the underground space, he stood behind him in a daze, and then his eyes trembled uncontrollably and his expression struggled violently.

some two souls who have been pinned down by him at the bottom of his heart are jumping up with joy like never before!

at that moment, raving can no longer maintain the consciousness of awake, the only reason, a complete collapse.

he raised his hands, his face flushed with excitement, and shouted:

"Yes!" Pai Daxing! Let's go catch jellyfish! "

please--!

Shen Qing turned around and poured all his energy into the black ring he pinched in his hand,

and then.

throw it hard!

A black soul knife extends out of the ring, instantly piercing the space and into the heart of the raving!

a knife,

broken soul.

Wobabble hands are still held high, and the excited smile on his face is frozen, just like a funny sculpture, frozen in place.

his eyes were loosened and completely lost his look.

Shen Qingzhu did not relax, but stepped out in one step and snapped his fingers through the air.

Pop--!

the raging fire burns from the raving feet, covering his whole body in the blink of an eye, the fire licks the raving body, and the crackling sound echoes in the dead underground space.

this is not only to mend the knife, but also to burn his body, prevent the spirit from flowing into the altar, and complete the last part of the spirit.

click!

the clear sound of shattering suddenly came out, the empty space around it burst, and the nightmare space began to fade.

the corners of Shen Qingzhu's mouth rose uncontrollably.

it was not until now that he dared to be sure that

raving was dead.

he did it.

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