Super Comic System

PS: Although this novel is a description of Japanese comics, Xiao Yu is also a Chinese. It is impossible to write all about Japanese comics. As a Chinese, we must have our own ethics, so I am here to say In a word, even if you like Japanese comics, please support Guoman.

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boom!

A flame lit up in Xiao Zimo's hand.

laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!

With a hot and terrifying aura, the flame was burning the bloodthirsty Tachi in Umekawachiku's hand, making a burst of crackling noises, bursting out sparks continuously.

The bloodthirsty sword was like a piece of red charcoal, dazzling the eyes under the dim light.

"This...this is!" Suddenly, Mei Chuan Neiku discovered that his bloodthirsty sword was gradually melting when it touched the flame in Xiao Zimo's hand.

Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!

Bloodthirsty Tachi became droplets of silvery white liquid and dripped continuously on the ground.

laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!

The silver-white liquid dripped on the ground and exudes a pungent smell, and strands of black smoke continued to float in the air, aggravating the already polluted air.

"You...your flame...you are a supernatural person!" Mei Chuanchi looked at the flame in Xiao Zimo's hand with a shocked expression, but he seemed to have thought of something again, and shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, no, even if it is. For those with fire-type supernatural powers, it is impossible for the flames to melt my sword, you must have used evil methods again!"

At the end, there seemed to be some anger in the words.

"Heh... evil law? Then I will let you see how the so-called evil law in your eyes can make you a father!"

boom!

After finishing speaking, the flame in Xiao Zimo's hand became more intense, and he directly swallowed the bloodthirsty sword. It turned into a pool of silver-white liquid dripping on the ground.

"You... Ba Ga! Ba Ga! Ba Ga! Ba Ga! You ruined my Tai Dao, I must kill you, I must kill you!" Mei Chuan Neku yelled at Xiao Zimo. Scream.

"Then try it..." Xiao Zi said lightly.

boom!

With that said, Mei Chuan Neiku made a fist with his right hand and slammed it towards Xiao Zimo's chest, like a cannonball that pierced through the air, producing a burst of air.

"40 times faster!"

Whoosh!

"You are still too slow..." Xiao Zimo's figure disappeared in front of Mei Chuan Neiku, and appeared on his left side in the blink of an eye, and said lightly.

"what!"

Snapped!

As soon as Meichuannei's cool words were spoken, his fist was directly caught by Xiao Zimo, and his body turned a circle in the air, and he was about to fall to the ground.

boom!

"Yanquan!" Pure Yangyan directly wrapped Xiao Zimo's left hand, and as he just fell off his words, he threw his fist directly on Meichuan Neiku's right arm.

Click!

boom!

A penetrating fracture sounded, and Pure Yang Yan directly climbed onto Mei Chuan Neiku's arm, swallowing his hand, turning into wisps of black smoke floating in the air, without a layer of ashes.

"Ah!" The air condensed for a long time, and finally there was a scream.

I saw Mei Chuanchi clutching his disappeared arm and wailing, the original ugly facial features were completely twisted together, like an abstract oil painting.

"Naughty! So much pain, crying father and mother!" Xiao Zimo looked at Mei Chuannei and shook his head disdainfully.

"I want you to die!" Mei Chuannei looked at Xiao Zimo angrily, clutching his missing arm.

"You want me to die? I'm afraid this sentence should let me say, Umekawa is cool, I said, if you can't kill me today, I will kill you!" Xiao Zimo looked at Umekawa and said word by word .

"It's just... on you? If... if I cause a commotion here, what would you say...?" Meichuannei took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Zimo and said.

"What!" Hearing this, Xiao Zimo's body was trembling obviously, and he looked around the room full of island warriors, wisps of sweat oozing out constantly.

"Hahahaha! You are really hypocritical! Xiao Zimo, I must cause a commotion here! I want you to regret against me!" Meichuan Neiku went crazy suddenly, without considering the consequences.

"You..." Xiao Zimo also knew that if Meichuan Neiku and others caused a commotion, it would definitely make people panic, and I am afraid that the identity of the cultivator would not be preserved.

"What to do! What to do! What to do! What to do on earth!" Xiao Zimo was very upset in his heart, and didn't know what to do next.

"Xiao Zimo, you... have you forgotten that one of the talisman you refined is spatial?" Suddenly, Bambergman's voice sounded in his mind.

"That's right! Space! Space!" After Bambergman said so, Xiao Zimo also remembered that when he was refining talisman in the trial grounds, he accidentally produced two spatial talisman.

Huh!

Apart from anything else, a piece of black paper appeared in Xiao Zimo's hands.

"Order!"

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, the black talisman paper that Xiao Zimo held in his hand suddenly emitted a red light similar to a flame.

"The door of trial, open!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Zimo gently tossed the talisman in his hand to the sky, and when the talisman slowly floated in front of him, he stretched out his left hand and slapped the talisman fiercely.

Snapped!

boom!

In front of Xiao Zimo, a golden gate ~www.NovelMTL.com~ gradually expanded, and finally enveloped the entire hotel.

Wow!

The surrounding scenes switched for a while, and the originally dim environment became scarlet, as if entering the world of blood. Although the layout inside was exactly the same as the original hotel, the table and the front desk were dissatisfied with disgusting maggots. The dozen or so corpses that were originally covered by the tablecloth behind Xiao Zimo have also become a dozen standing coffins. Blood-red vines are entwined on the walls, and the flowing liquid can be vaguely seen inside. There were bursts of red gas floating under the soles of the feet, slowly wrapping around everyone's ankles, a trace of cold breath was eroding everyone's thoughts.

Click!

An electronic clock appeared in the scarlet mid-air with the words "15" minutes on it, which was gradually decreasing.

"There are 15 minutes..." Xiao Zimo murmured.

"This...Where is this!" Umekawachi looked around with horror.

"Here... is your burial place, where your nightmare begins."