Chapter 2074: 30,000 Ways to Die

The water beads disappeared.

If he got the three most perfect water crystals, with the endless energy provided by the water crystals, he could survive this phoenix annihilation.

The water crystal is in Mo Fan's hands!

"Early squeak~~~~~~~~~~~"

Some of the more tenacious plants are turning into charcoal little by little.

Wet soil, dry as hard as rock, even cracked and blackened.

The incomparably dense tropical jungle has completely disappeared, with the fire boundary parallel to the horizon as the width, pushed into the depths of the dense forest, such a bare area appeared suddenly and horribly in the vast tropical rain forest, risking to dissipate. Go for the heat!

A person whose clothes and skin were burned, half-bent his body, like a burnt earth Buddha statue kneeling on the border of the fire boundary, which is horrible to see.

He is Wu Ku.

He tried to get up several times with difficulty, but he could only maintain such a nearly falling motion.

He raised his head very hard, but all he saw was a pair of feet walking in the footprints of the flames, walking towards him step by step.

"Kneeling to atone for your sins will not alleviate your sins," Mo Fan said to Wu Ku.

"I won't go down to you as an ordinary person..." Wu Ku was about to stand up, but the moment his leg bones were supported, he screamed in horror.

His legs are boneless! !

It was burnt, and even the bones were charred! !

Wu Ku roared frantically, the more his body twisted violently, the more skin and flesh he peeled off.

How could Wu Ku think of his body, which has been baked into this look.

Now, he really looks like a waste Buddha statue that has been burned in a kiln, which is very much in line with the literal meaning of disintegration!

"Water, water, water..."

Wu Ku started to crawl, and the skin of his hands fell like dry soil.

But he was still struggling to climb, trying to climb to Rehe.

There is water in the hot river.

As long as you give him water, a person with a special physique like him can revive life.

Water will replenish all the moisture he lacks, and even allow his skin and flesh to grow back slowly.

As long as there is water, he can come back again! !

I finally climbed to the place where I can see the Rehe River. With a little magic, I can make the water in the distance pour over by itself...

However, the next moment, his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets.

Rehe, dry up! !

The Jehol, which stretches for hundreds of kilometers, comes from the melting of the Andean icebergs and the gathering of rainwater, which has dried up completely.

There is not a little bit of water in sight, only endless dryness, cracks, and even flames rising from the cracks on the surface!

"Give me, give me! Give me the three ultimate water crystals!!"

"I'll tell you everything, I can tell you everything, give me the ultimate water crystal!"

"I don't want to die, I can't die!!!"

"Please, please, have mercy..."

Wu Ku grabbed Mo Fan's trousers, and his body was stripped to the bone.

"If you are not very good now, Buddhists pay attention to feathering. Although your soul is bound to go to hell, your body is sitting. Congratulations, you have achieved your lifelong dream." Mo Fan laughed heartily.

If Wu Kuruo really believed in Buddhism, he would not be so brutal!

He wouldn't see life as a bloody game when he was bored!

"Elder Shadow descendant, this is also arranged. Before he still has signs of life, give him a five-star praise for the soul ferry trip." Mo Fan said to the senior shadow descendant.

The shadowborn elders are tired of playing Kui Niao, and they have long been thrown to the younger ones to play with, and they don't know how many pieces they have been divided into by those shadow ghosts who have been bored for thousands of years.

Now comes a more interesting one!

This Wu Ku is even more the dish of the shadow-born elders!

Mo Fan beat his body like this, and his soul didn't have any resistance...

The little loach never accepts the rotten soul of the Black Holy See.

But the shadow-born elders are extremely welcome.

To say that Mo Fan is the King of Fire Hell, the shadow-born elder is definitely the appointed torture officer.

For such things as torturing the soul, the shadowborn elders can use hundreds of kinds on one person, and the same is not repeated every day!

Nowadays, the means of killing the shadow-born guards are constantly innovating, and it is not all brought about by the unrighteousness of the shadow-born elder.

"I can tell you everything, don't you want to know..." Wu Ku almost turned into a pleading.

"No, I just want you to have a good taste of the pain of death. Listening to my brother, you gave Bocheng 34,670 times on the head, then before you completely die, your soul will experience 34,000. Six hundred and seventy times to die." Mo Fan said to Wu Ku.

When Wu Ku heard this, he could not wait to use his magic power to disperse his soul immediately.

But how can he have the ability now, he can only watch his soul being dragged out by the shadow elders.

The Shadowborn elder dragged, humming a strange tune.

He is the best at matters between souls. Although there are 34,670 ways to die, it is indeed a bit difficult, but it is always worth trying.

It really can't be done. I have so many subordinates under my command. Recently, there have been many shadow-born guards with peculiar ideas and tricky angles. Together, they can always complete this arduous project.

The shadow-born elder suddenly discovered that following a human like Mo Fan, there will always be unexpected receipts, and a top-notch like Wu Ku is really rare in a century.

...

Wu Ku finally had only bones left.

The bones of his face, perhaps because of the fear in his life, were even slightly deformed.

Death is but the beginning.

The idea of ​​the Black Holy See also respects this, so now Wu Ku can really appreciate it.

His dead soul will exist for a long time, and his redemption begins now! !

Packed Wu Ku's dark bones.

Mo Fan always needs to give an explanation to the people of Bo City. It just so happens that this pack of bones can let the souls of the dead who are unwilling to leave in the blood-stained land rest in peace.

Although the real culprit has not been resolved, and Sarang is still missing, this executor can also give Mo Fan the confidence to go back to express his condolences.

...

"What a courage, what a courage!!"

Just after Mo Fan finished packing, an unfriendly voice came.

Mo Fan looked at the burnt area and saw a sharp-eyed man holding a brown scepter, standing less than 200 meters away from him.

Mo Fan didn't notice him before.

Moreover, it is impossible for him not to know that the destruction just now was made by himself, and if he dares to come, it shows that the other party is not afraid of him at all!

"Who are you?" Mo Fan raised his head and asked.

"You killed my Celestial Master and ran wild behind my camp, but asked me who I am?" The man with the brown scepter laughed, with no warmth at all.

"You are the leader of the brown regime army?" Mo Fan suddenly realized.

"Give you two choices."

"Why are there always people like you who like to give others choices? Do what you want, don't ask this or that. If you want to seize power, go for it, don't use such disgusting means." Mo Fan directly hit cut off his words.

"One, die now. Two, enter my regime and expand my territory for me. Your strength can barely make up for the loss of not having a Celestial Master." The brown scepter man said it right!

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