I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

Wang Zun was pinched off the ground, and the clown's hand tightened little by little.

When the ghost-killing knife was struck on the clown's arm, it only made a clanking sound and had no effect.

My hands are tightening, and I feel a sense of suffocation!

After so many BOSS missions, this one completely made Wang Zun feel desperate.

too strong!

There is no shortcut like before, so we can only fight head-on. Wang Zun and his gang are no match at all.

Is he really going to die this time?

"Boss!"

Da Tou held the black earthen jar, staggered, and fell several times. Finally, he came to Wang Zun and tried to save him!

Wang Zun felt the suffocation of death and was extremely moved. Datou's loyalty was beyond his expectation!

Yes!

The clown laughed ferociously, exhaled in one breath, and flew his head upside down. His body flickered, so illusory that it almost disappeared.

"don't want……"

Wang Zun frantically slashed the clown's arm with a knife, struggling and shouting, he didn't want his family to be destroyed in ashes just to save him!

Xiao Ling, Zhu Jin, and Mo Yu also struggled to come up to save Wang Zun, but without exception, the clown easily knocked them away.

The limit has been reached!

Whether it is Zhu Jin or Datou, not to mention that they are dead together with the clown, they even have no strength to move their bodies. Their bodies flicker like a light bulb with poor contact, flickering and extinguishing at any time!

But they still struggled to come up and save Wang Zun once, but not even the clown's breath could stop him.

"Don't worry, if you kill Wang Zun, you will be next!"

The clown smiles evilly, carrying all the evil ghosts on his back. He is ferocious and ferocious. He has no intention of letting go of the missionaries and ghosts. If it weren't for Wang Zun and the others, his strength would not be just this little.

"die!"

His hands were shrinking, and the feeling of suffocation was getting stronger and stronger. Wang Zun felt that death was getting closer and closer, as if it would completely submerge him.

He saw the bull-headed and horse-faced faces, he saw the impermanence of black and white, and he saw the majestic King Yama!

He saw many evil ghosts that he had destroyed, and they were crawling towards him crazily, trying to tear him apart brutally!

Almost at the moment when everything went dark, a figure fell from the sky, and then there was a bang, and the clown's hand shattered in response.

Wang Zun felt his neck loosen and fall down. He escaped and was paralyzed all over!

Looking forward, Wang Zun saw the clown stumbled and flew out, with one of his arms broken.

And the person who caused his arm to be broken was Yan Wei!

Yan Wei's gray-haired man's back was completely messed up, and his suit was also scratched and scarred.

But he was still handsome, holding a big iron rod in his mouth, and one of his eyes was extremely red.

"Uncle is awesome, no, Nurse Lu is awesome!"

Now Yan Wei has transformed Nurse Lu's personality, becoming more ferocious, more ferocious, more violent, and more crazy!

"You owe me your life!"

Yan Wei blew out a puff of smoke and grinned: "Boy, learn hard. If you don't fight, you will fight to death if you fight. Don't give the other party the slightest chance to breathe. Even if you are afraid that you can't fight, you must overwhelm the other party with momentum."

,cannot lose!”

Yan Wei threw away the cigarette butt, dragged the big iron rod and rushed forward, crazy, violent, and crazy smashing!

The clown was forced to retreat step by step, screaming in pain and losing his flesh and blood.

"His iron rod!"

Wang Zun's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't believe it.

The majestic big iron rod actually beat the clown until his flesh and blood flew out, leaving bloody holes and big mouths, forcing the clown to retreat step by step.

unbelievable!

Even if Wang Zun's ghost-killing knife is smeared with lime powder, it can't hurt the clown at all. What is the origin of the majestic big iron rod?

Looking back, there are still countless modified monsters, a steady stream, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, extremely tragic.

The cat and scarecrow have already killed Ding Qing and join Lin Feng to resist the attack of the transformed monster.

Without Yanwei's help, the three of them found it difficult and were forced to the door.

His body was also covered in scars and turned into a bloody man.

"Old Wang, hurry up, I can't hold on anymore!"

Lin Feng shouted, the yellow talisman was almost used up, and he risked his life to help Wang Zun.

Wang Zun struggled to get up, wielding the ghost-fighting knife. His whole body was trembling, as if his whole body was broken.

He stuffed his head back into the shadow and called Xiao Ling, Zhu Jin, and Mo Yu back, but the three of them were unwilling. It could be seen from their eyes that they wanted to advance and retreat together with Wang Zun.

Datou was injured too much and had to go in. Wang Zun forced him to go in, otherwise he wouldn't have been willing to go in and stay!

Wang Zun picked up the little spirit. It was limp and lifeless, with a lot of holes in its body and the cotton exposed.

Zhu Jin's hand holding the butcher's knife was also shaking, as if he could no longer hold the knife.

Mo Yu didn't fare much better. One of his clones was killed, and the red hijab on his head was also blown away. His figure flashed and seemed to be wiped out at any moment.

Wang Zun took a breath, held the ghost-fighting knife, and struggled to go up and join the battle!

This is also the time!

Yan Wei was stabbed by the clown and flew away, leaving several more wounds on his body.

Yan Wei leaned against the wall and collapsed on the ground, his hands were shaking and his whole body was covered in blood!

He shivered and took out a cigarette, lit it several times, took a deep puff, and slowly exhaled it.

His blood-red eyes trembled, and he stood up with difficulty while holding the big iron rod.

The clown's body changed again and swelled, carrying more evil spirits on his body.

It was like carrying a whole city of ghosts, with ghosts crying and wolves howling, and a ghostly atmosphere that was extremely terrifying.

"Old Wang!"

Lin Feng struggled to throw something away, and Wang Zun opened it to take a look!

Heavenly Master Robe!

Without hesitation, Wang Zun immediately put on the Heavenly Master's robe!

moment!

For no reason, a force suddenly appeared on the body, rushing towards the limbs and bones. All the injuries were wiped away, and the bones all over the body made a crackling sound.

Next second!

Rays of golden light burst out from Wang Zun's mouth, nose and eyes, and his skin was covered with a layer of light gold. His whole body looked incomparably sacred and majestic!

The whole body is full of power, sacred power, every cell, every blood vessel, every inch of flesh and blood... Everywhere in the body, Wang Zun feels inexhaustible power.

His heart, in particular, was beating wildly and violently, and the thumping sound was deafening, as if thousands of war drums were beating.

The sacred power storm swept in all directions, covering every place. All the ghosts, including Zhu Jin and others, were suppressed and unable to move, and were extremely shocked.

Some weak ghosts were directly wiped out by the sacred power storm, and some modified creatures fell to the ground.

"How can it be!"

Yan Wei, Joker, and Lin Feng all spoke in unison, extremely shocked.

Lin Feng took out his cell phone and recorded Wang Zun's appearance. He was shocked, very shocked.

Even if his master, the old Celestial Master, put on the Celestial Master's robe, he would not be able to exert such power, it would only strengthen himself.

"Is this the true power of the Heavenly Master's robe that Master said?"

Lin Feng felt suffocated, couldn't believe it, couldn't believe it.

An outsider actually allowed the Heavenly Master's robe of Longhu Mountain to exert its true power!

How does this make them feel?

Yan Wei was also speechless and shocked. He also felt a great sense of oppression.

"Awesome, boss, do it, do it, kill it, kill it!"

The big head stuck out from the shadow and screamed loudly.

Xiao Ling also clenched her fists and her eyes were bright.

Wang Zun looked at his hands and grinned. He felt that his body was filled with inexhaustible power, and he was capable of overturning a tall building!

The purple and gold Celestial Master's robe moves automatically without wind, and the body is enveloped by golden light. It is sacred and majestic, as if the Celestial Master is alive, capable of killing demons and demons, and is omnipotent!

"Amazing!"

Wang Zun himself felt incomparable, as if he could crush the clown in front of him with one hand!

Is this really just the power brought by a Taoist robe?

What kind of sacred object is this?

"Why is my heartbeat so fast? And I don't feel anything at all?"

Wang Zun was stunned, his heart was beating very fast, but he didn't feel anything at all, as if the heart that was beating crazily was not his!

"Up, up, up, kill, kill, kill, do it!"

The big head was deformed, but it still screamed restlessly.

Xiao Ling, Zhu Jin, and Mo Yu were stunned. After being surprised, they dragged their tired bodies up to fight the clown.

The clowns are not wiped out, and they cannot stop until they are wiped out. This is their responsibility.

Wang Zun stopped them and shook his head. At this point, they have done enough.

Wang Zun was very moved. He was worthy of being a family member and a partner in life and death.

Now, they don't need to take action, just leave the rest to him.

No matter what the outcome is, this time is the last hope. If the clown still can't be killed, he has no choice but to die.

Wang Zun can feel that the power in the Heavenly Master's robe is not endless, but is being consumed. He cannot delay it for too long and must fight quickly!

Next second!

A figure has already rushed out!

It's majestic!

His blood-red eyes were trembling, he was smoking a cigarette, and he looked like he was crazy.

The three fierce ghosts Zhu Jin did not accept Wang Zun's suggestion and rushed forward with all their strength.

Lin Feng also came over and knocked out the few remaining yellow talismans. Each yellow talisman was like a sword, sharp and terrifying.

Wang Zun sighed, opened his hand, and the ghost vine crawled out. With a knife in one hand, he focused his eyes and shot out.

The clown's body is expanding and deforming, carrying a ghost on his back, and he is also in a state of madness!

boom!

With one palm, Xiao Ling and the three ghosts were knocked out. They were unstoppable and extremely terrifying!

Lin Feng's attack caused the clown to crush it with just one hand. With just one breath, Lin Feng flew out.

Yan Wei is very strong, mainly because he is fearless, has no fear in his heart, and is fearless. He only attacks and does not retreat!

The clown swept away Yan Wei several times in a row, but Yan Wei still got up and rushed forward. The big iron rod smashed wildly, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. It was difficult to conceal his madness.

Wang Zun has arrived, and Yan Wei is on the left and right, launching the strongest offensive, slashing the clown with the ghost sword, and one of the clown's arms flies out directly. At this moment, using the ghost sword to blow the clown is as easy as cutting it on tofu.

The power of the ghost-fighting sword is that as Wang Zun becomes more powerful, it is difficult to recover the severed arm, and the clown makes a crazy cry.

"Let me be reduced to ashes!"

Wang Zun did not wield the ghost-fighting sword. There was no pattern, no moves, and no key points. It was just slashing, crazy slashing.

Every time the knife falls, it can cut off a piece of the clown's body and force him into a desperate situation.