Why are butterflies here?

Wu Feng couldn’t figure it out, and he didn’t bother to think that the ghost was here.

He kicked the tower door open, and there was no one inside.

“Is it on top?”Wu Feng looked up, the tower is 20 stories high, in the mining city is also the leading tower, no tower can be compared with it.

The operation of normal people is to walk along the stairs one floor, but the Wu Summit takes the ordinary road.

I saw Wu Feng's right foot, and even rushed up directly to the top of the top of the tower, breaking a layer of ceiling along the way, until the top of the tower.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw a thrilling picture.

The purple butterfly's clothes were half taken off, lying on a bed, her limbs tied to a rope, unable to move.

She was really frightened, because she could see nothing but her clothes being slowly taken off by something, and she wasn’t stupid enough to know that it was the devil who had been in the mining town.

She couldn’t believe this ghost was still a ghost!

Not only the purple butterfly, Louise was also tied to the five flowers on another bed, this ghost is really happy.

In Wu Feng's eyes, he saw a man who was obviously very strong, but showed the expression of the pig brother, which simply wasted such a good face value.

"Why is there a man, or a man, I hate men."The ghosts leave their mouths and don’t care.

Ordinary people can't see or touch them, even if they come here, they can't help him, this is his bottom card.

But the ghost soon found that the man who had just appeared had been staring in his direction, no matter where he floated, his eyes had never changed.

“Are you going to juggle?Very good.”Wu Feng nodded his head in appreciation.

The ghost was angry, he thought he was very flowing, and the result was actually juggling in the eyes of others, which could not bear it!

“Go to death!”

A huge palm print invisible to the naked eye appeared from the hand of the ghost and attacked Wu Feng, which was huge, so that the purple butterfly had a suffocating feeling.

No way, the third-class ghost is also a sixth-order master, purple butterfly is only the fourth order, the difference is too much.

“Hm on!None of the people who dared to disturb the old man were still alive... huh?”The third-class ghost sneered, just when he thought that the summit of Wu died at his own hands, Wu Feng actually punched in turn.

Blow up!

There was a big hole at the top of the tower, and the third-class ghost shivered, and if he had not had he had escaped the punch just now, he would have been like the top of the tower, and he would have gone as far as the top of the tower.

When he saw himself visibly transparent with many arms, he dented in pupil, which represented that he had been hit.

“You can hurt me, you’re fine!”Third class ghosts want to break, I would like to eat Wu Feng as a whole, since he became a third-class ghost, has not been injured for many years, the result is here, he actually was injured by a living person?

“The unforgivable!”The third ghost shouted.

At that time, the appearance of the whole tower changed, and countless dark things spread from all sides, like some kind of black oil, gradually flowing to the foot of Wu Feng.

At this time, those oils seemed to have wisdom, and actually jumped on Wu Feng and wrapped his whole person in it.

“Hah!No one who has been in this trick of me can survive, and the last one who died was a third-class ghost like me, and you are proud of it with you as a living person."The third ghost said lightly.

“Is it?”Wu Feng's voice came from the black human form, the third-class grimace changed, just wanted to move, saw countless black liquid splashing out.Wu Feng stood intact in the field.

"Impossible!How can you break through my ghost-eating oil?”The third ghost couldn’t believe it.

"It's a bad name, it's a ghost-eating thing, but it's going to be his stuff soon."

The third-class ghost does not know who Wu Feng said, but he will not sit still, a blink of an eye, there are dozens of three-class ghosts in the field, the voice echoed from around: "In fact, I want to kill a third-class ghost, living people, you are too arrogant!"I will let you die very bad, even after death, I will abuse you every day, so that you will always feel that kind of despair!"

“That’s a lot of shit!”Wu Feng's eyebrows, his fist glittered, and he hit the third-class ghost.

Just one punch, it destroyed almost half of the double, so that the third class ghost was startled, although his double strength is not as good as the Buddha, but at least a half of the strength, even a punch can not stop?

"Who are you, the nine-curved country absolutely does not have a character like you, if you dare to kill me, a ghost will not let you go!"The third-class scream.

"Oh?"You seem to know where the ghost is, and I'm curious."Wu Feng listened and put down his fist.

First class ghost is the apex of ghosts, according to Wu Feng estimates, first class ghost strength may have seven or even eight, so even if he is not necessarily an opponent.

“Hm on!Even if you want to find a ghost, you dream!”The third-class ghost looked at Wu Feng dismissively, "Don't think that you can deal with a ghost after I'm beating, that kind of existence is not what you can imagine."

"Give you the opportunity to reorganize your language."Wu Feng slowly raised his fist, and the golden light shone above.

“Cry!”The third-class ghost was startled and said hurriedly, "Lord, I don't want to die, as long as you can spare my life, I can tell you everything."

Wu Feng smiled, "Yes, but I have an easier way."

The voice did not fall, Wu Feng instantly appeared on the edge of the third-class ghost, punched his head in the face, and exploded his head on the spot, because it was a ghost, there was no red white land.

In the punch of Wu Feng, the figure of the third-class ghost was dimmed again a lot, and he knew that as long as he had a few more punches, the three ghosts would die.

“Don’t push me!”The third-class ghost screamed in fear.

“I have not forced you, but I have done harm to the people.”Wu Feng shrugged.

The third ghost almost did not spit blood, for the people to kill, I go to your master!

At this moment, the old man's figure suddenly appeared on the edge of the third-class ghost, and his mouth became very large, and even swallowed the third-class ghost in one mouth.

“The hustle!”The old man had a full hustle and felt his stomach very satisfied.

“Can you digest it?”Wu Feng looked at the past.

"He has been beaten several times by his master, and his strength has been much weaker, and if he is not yet able to digest him, how can he be worthy to be his master's servant?"The old man said with an incongrel.

Just when Wu Feng and the third-class ghost nonsense, the old man quietly came to the edge of the third-class ghost, from the beginning, Wu Feng did not want to kill the third class ghost, but let the old man find the opportunity to swallow the third class ghost to digest, so that he can get all the memories and abilities of the third class ghost.