The weirdness that breaks the path is the mainstream combat power in the weird world. Therefore, these three weird origins, coupled with the continuous impact of the weird shadows.
The evil ghost mask would make a slight popping sound from time to time.
The occasional waiters or trial participants passing by were all startled.
You have to know that this evil box was the quietest area before, so even if the sound was slight at this moment, it was considered rare.
"Why is there so much noise?"
Everyone was discussing the weirdness of the meal in low voices.
Those who can enter the evil box are not ordinary weird. Even if they are not strong, they must have good financial resources.
"Haven't you heard?"
"What did you hear?"
"A few days ago, three strange beings broke into the Dao and brought a human in."
The few weirdos who were listening closely all looked at him with contempt.
"What's this?"
"Well, you don't know, that human is twenty-three inches long! Look at this..."
"ah?"
"No, this is a bit too perverted."
…
They also don't know how soundproof the evil box is.
Therefore, the topic of discussion gradually changed.
Only the receptionist and the head chef looked weird, their faces turned horrified.
This evil box was once said to be able to withstand bombardments that could destroy a city.
Even if all the people and ghosts in the city were dead, this evil box would still stand.
Although it has not been confirmed, it also indirectly illustrates its power.
At this moment, it actually made a sound because of the strangeness of the broken path?
After all, those few Broken Dao monsters were too powerful.
Or is it just a disgusting box, not living up to its name?
But no matter which one, it is a cognitive shock to them.
…
Inside the disgusting box, Lin Fan's clothes had already been soaked, and a foul smell emanated from his body.
In human terms, this is marrow cleansing and body refining.
From a weird perspective, Lin Fan is now even more weird than a weird person.
His whole body is filled with the words "not human" and "not a ghost".
I don’t know what the weird black dress is, and I don’t know who the boss Lin in front of me is.
However, the invisible hand behind him had a vague outline, but soon became invisible again.
Then the strange young master's body would separate from Lin Fan's body from time to time due to pain.
After just a few moments of appearance, the man in the black dress could clearly notice its changes.
"The peak of chasing life... seems to be still climbing."
Zhui Ming is nothing but an ant to the man in black suit.
But this swallowing was clearly a strange process, and it was expected that Lin Fan would be affected.
This little ghost who was chasing after his life actually also got some benefits.
and……
There was no obvious change in the ghost shadow's strength, but the strange young master broke through first.
This inevitably makes the black dress weird and a little confusing.
Everything seemed different from what it had heard.
The only thing to be thankful for is that both the man and the two ghosts have stabilized at this moment.
Lin Fan did not change his posture and returned to the cross-legged sitting position.
The ghost stopped spitting out blood, and the aura on his body was changing in a strange direction.
"It really works..."
The Man in Black Suit is the first person in history to truly witness the birth of Half-Step City Destruction. Every detail of what happened at this moment is deeply engraved in his mind.
It also stimulated its determination.
"I will never advance to the half-step city-destroying level in this way!"
"If I die, the ghost money waiting for me in the ghost card will be sad."
The safest way is to stockpile 10 trillion ghost money, and then take out a little bit to increase it slowly.
Strength is not a necessity for it.
It’s enough as long as Boss Lin is strong.
…
…
Just when Lin Fan was on the right track and was about to go astray.
The old man also took the initiative to contact Wancan Weird.
"To be honest, I don't think you need me to sense it, right?"
Yaozhan looked strangely at the pool of blood that he had trapped in the glass bottle, and was trying hard to move towards the east.
Although it moved very slowly, it was clear that it was guiding the old man.
"Alas, I'm just afraid that my brothers will worry, so it's better for me to go and take a look myself. It won't hurt anything anyway."
Yaozhan thought strangely, placed the bottle of blood in the Bloody Hotel, and left a letter.
"Boss Lin is here, leave it to him."
After saying that, he followed the old man and walked towards the east.
"Let me make it clear first, your aura smells very strange, and your strength is at least above mine, so we can just watch."
The strangeness of being cut in half was emphasized again and again.
The old man curled his lips and said, "You're such a coward. Don't worry, I value my life very much. If I find out what kind of scene it is, I will definitely take my brothers with me."
What he was worried about was not that his weirdness and difficulty in dealing with would affect Lin Fan.
Instead, he was worried that this weird thing was nothing and was a waste of Lin Fan's time.
After all, he had been with Lin Fan for a long time, so he naturally didn't feel that he couldn't trouble Lin Fan if something endangered his life.
Therefore, he could not do such a thing as sending someone's head thousands of miles away.
Only after the beheading was completed did Guiyi feel relieved. If this old man continued to act like a big shot, it would have been a disaster for his newly recovered body.
"By the way, you're the former owner of the Scarlet Hotel, after all. Do you have a membership card here?"
“Yes, but it’s not working.”
Long before, Lin Fan had stopped using all previous membership cards.
So much so that it became a useless card.
"Then give it to me as a meeting gift."
"Should I give you a gift?"
"I'm in my seventies and eighties, and you won't give it to me?"
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