Horror revival: I can see returns

"Hehe. Curse? That's just a way for you incompetent waste to deceive yourself and others.

Even though there are all kinds of causes and effects, labor and capital still crush them with one punch!
As for what you said about surrendering to extraterritorial creatures in order to survive?

That labor will tell you.

My fist is bigger than your Nangong family's.

When I say you are wrong, you are wrong.

I said you should be damned, and none of you will live! "

Zhuang Fan smiled coldly.

The voice was full of indifference.

It seems that he has really become a saint on the nine heavens, looking down on all living beings and watching the changes in the world.

No sorrow or joy.

It's like a machine without the slightest emotion.

It shows more disregard for life.

"What a fist is bigger than the Nangong family, fellow daoist, isn't it too much for you to talk like this?"

suddenly.

An extremely old, hoarse, and very ear-piercing voice came from the sky and the earth.

Immediately, a void channel condensed in the air.

An old man with a hunched body, with all his hair and teeth missing, and the wrinkles on his face like dry old bark, walked out of the old man leaning on a bamboo stick.

"Ding! Nangong Fashi, an old monster who has lived for nearly three hundred years, half of his foot has stepped into the holy realm, and his strength is terrifying. Kill him, and you can get a random reward."

at this time.

The system prompt sounded in my ears.

A gleam flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.

Didn't expect this hometown to live nearly three hundred years old?
You must know that it has only been more than 100 years since the full recovery of Reiki.

It's hard to imagine how this old guy survived the first 200 years.

They are so happy to be adult monsters.

And he became a half-step saint.

This old guy's strength feels more evil than Dao Zun and Sword Immortal.

but
A half-step saint is not a saint after all.

In his eyes, it was nothing more than a slightly stronger ant.

"Old Ancestor, you are finally here. Our Nangong family was slaughtered by this little bastard. All the direct bloodlines are dead. You must avenge them."

"Little bastard, today is your death day. You will use your blood and head to commemorate the dead members of my Nangong family."

"I can't let him die so happily. I have to smash his bones to ashes and refine his soul into nothingness, so as to relieve my hatred."

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Seeing Nangong Fashi appear.

The surviving Nangong people immediately found their backbone.

All knelt on the ground and cried.

Blood and tears rolled.

I implore the ancestors to kill Zhuang Fan.

To avenge the dead clansmen.

"Old guy, did you see that? Your clansmen are all holding back their minds to crush me. In order to protect themselves, labor and capital can only send them all on the road."

Hear the cries of those Nangong people.

A cold sneer appeared on Zhuang Fan's face.

Raise your right hand slightly.

And point like a sword.

Cut out a crescent moon sword aura that is hundreds of feet long.

Instantly chopped off the heads of those Nangong disciples.

"Plop! Plop! Plop."

Scarlet plasma sprayed the sky.

Skulls soared into the sky and fell to the ground.

There was still resentment and viciousness on his face that had not had time to dissipate.

"You little bastard, you still dare to do something in front of the old man. You must have an explanation today, otherwise the old man can still pull a saint to back him up after fighting this old bone!"

Looking at Zhuang Fan who killed people at the slightest disagreement.

The expression on Nangong Fashi's face immediately turned cold.

The vicissitudes of life and turbid eyes filled with murderous intent, shooting out an infinite cold light.

It's like a divine sword.

Clank and ring.

The surrounding void was shattered.

Simultaneously.

An extremely tyrannical and terrifying aura erupted from his body.

all of a sudden.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thundered, and the bitter wind howled and raged, as if the end was coming.

"Old man, you, an old dog who is dying, dare to ask me for an explanation? Threatening me? I will kill you!"

Hear what Nangong Fashi said.

Zhuang Fan immediately became angry.

Just take it out and grab it from Hongmeng.

Think of it as an arrow.

He shook his hand and threw it out.

"What kind of weapon is this that has such a strong killing spirit?"

Watching the Hongmeng Spear flying towards it, surpassing the speed of light.

Nangong Fashi's hair stood on end.

Instantly covered with goosebumps.

Immediately there was an uncontrollable sense of fear in my heart.

A strong smell of death was detected.

"The Clock of Extinction!"

Nangong Fashi didn't dare to be careless.

Immediately summoned a rusty bronze bell to stand in front of him.

then.

The hands tear apart the void.

He fled in without looking back.

"Oh!"

The bronze bell exploded instantly.

It simply cannot stop the power of the Hongmeng Spear.

It turned into countless fragments and flew to the ground.

"puff!"

follow closely.

The Hongmeng Spear, whose power has not diminished but increased, rushed into the space passage.

Instantly pierced Nangong Fashi's head.

And smashed the space channel with his corpse.

Appeared in the sky above the imperial capital.

"How can you say this is a half-step saint, so he was nailed to death with a single shot?"

"Why do I feel that Zhuang Fanzheng's holy way is too strong? It's a bit like the all-powerful dharma. Killing a sub-sacred realm powerhouse is as easy as tearing apart a painting."

"I thought he had just entered the holy realm and wanted to compete with him. Now it seems that I am not his opponent at all."

"The stronger he is, the better it will be for our Dragon Kingdom. Only in this way can we suppress and kill all the creatures from outside the territory."

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Watching Zhuang Fan nail Nangong Fashi to death with a single shot.

Everyone was shocked or shocked.

Although I know that Zhuang Fan is very strong.

But it seems to be too strong.

This is not like the combat power that a person who has just entered the holy realm can explode.

They just stood by and watched the battle.

They all felt chills.

That kind of invincible and invincible power fluctuation makes people desperate to the extreme.

There was no thought of resistance in my heart at all.

Not just them.

Even other people in the imperial capital were overwhelmed by Zhuang Fan's unleashed combat power.

"Our saint is really strong!"

"It only takes one move to kill Tianpeng Shengzi, and one move to kill the old ancestor of the Nangong family. Why do I feel that he is stronger than those strong men from all races on Qingshi Road?"

"Isn't it good to be strong? I now hope that he will be invincible in the world, directly counterattack Qingshi Road, and wipe out all the thousands of races outside the region."

"Don't worry, with the personality of this saint who likes to scold mothers, it won't be long before he will mess with those thousands of people outside the territory."

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When talking about Zhuang Fan.

There was an extremely proud, extremely proud expression on everyone's face.

What kind of rubbish, what kind of god son, what a bragging two-five-eight thousand.

In the end, he was killed by our sage with one move, like a chicken and a dog, vulnerable to a single blow.