She raised the headless rag doll with both hands and pointed it towards the charging corpse maker. The next moment, a cruel, violent and ferocious nature appeared in her eyes, and she broke the headless rag doll with both hands.

Click!

Click!

The corpse stitcher's arms were torn off behind his back.

As the evil little girl broke off the headless rag doll's feet again, the corpse stitcher's legs suddenly reversed, so that his heels were facing forward and the soles of his feet were facing behind him.

Finally, one of the hands of the evil girl violently stabbed the headless rag doll, leaving a bloody hole in the chest of the corpse stitcher.

The corpse stitcher's body was shaken violently. He was severely injured and spit out mouthfuls of blood from his toothless mouth. His hands and feet were twisted by the evil girl, and his eyes were full of pain.

This is called life being worse than death.

Caught between two female corpses, his body was used as a tool to vent his anger.

The bloody corpse Shen Qingqing has a grudge against him.

Empress Shiyi also had a grudge against him.

The trauma and pain he is suffering now is less than one percent of the hatred that Blood Corpse Shen Qingqing and Corpse Clothes Empress have for him.

The corpse stitcher's legs were reversed, which was equivalent to breaking the possession of the blood corpse. The blood corpse empress appeared in front of the corpse stitcher with the sound of heavy footsteps and the sound of the evil spirit girl's ankles clattering on the ground.

The Lady in Corpse Clothes suddenly grabbed the corpse stitcher and wanted to slap Tianling Gai, the corpse stitcher, into pieces.

The corpse stitcher is afraid and desperate.

All he wants now is a happy death.

But the bloody corpse standing behind him didn't want him to die so quickly. The bloody corpse possessed the corpse stitcher again. Her long hair, like a puppet's strings, penetrated the corpse stitcher's body's acupuncture points, blood vessels, nerves, and muscles.

, bones, and then forcefully twisted the hands and feet of the corpse stitcher to restore them to their original positions.

The corpse stitcher's eyes bulged out in pain, almost popping out of their sockets in pain. His bloodshot eyes were filled with twisted pain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The joints of the corpse stitcher's hands and feet made crackling and exploding sounds, and the blood and blood of the corpse forced the evil energy into and out of the body, regaining control from the headless rag doll.

The corpse stitcher, possessed again by the bloody corpse Shen Qingqing, continued to kill the corpse-clothed empress.

The corpse stitcher, who was sandwiched between the two female corpses, had his arm bones broken again and his body was seriously injured. He vomited blood from the mouth. Using his flexibility, the corpse stitcher jumped on the corpse clothed queen's back again and hit her from the neck of the corpse clothed queen.

He bit off a piece of flesh and blood.

The price was that his waist was severely injured, he was bleeding profusely, and was almost torn apart by the corpse-clothed empress.

However, as the corpse stitcher followed the same method and swallowed the corpse king's flesh and blood alive, his injuries were quickly healed.

At this time, the bloody corpse Shen Qingqing once again changed dramatically.

A head of black hair turned into long blood-colored hair, and the hair strands were crystal clear, smooth and bright red, as if these were not hair strands, but blood vessels flowing with fresh blood.

The blood corpse Shen Qingqing's eyes were flashing with a crazy appetite, and she possessed the corpse stitcher and once again killed the corpse cloth empress.

Two pieces of flesh and blood were bitten off in succession, and the Lady in Corpse Clothes was enraged, boom!

Suddenly there was a loud thunderclap in the mausoleum!

Unexpectedly, the Lady in Corpse Clothes had already mastered the corpse thunder. The corpse thunder hit the corpse seamer who was moving swiftly on the rock wall above his head. Most of the ghost hair that had penetrated into the body of the corpse seamer was burned off by the lightning fire.

Bang!

The corpse stitcher lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground. He suffered severe injuries and fractures, and no part of his body was healed. The aroma of barbecue wafted out from the underground mausoleum.

The skin burned by Jin An had just healed, and he suffered from the pain of being roasted again.

"Whoosh!"

Even the old Taoist priest gasped when he saw it: "The corpse stitcher caught in the middle of the war between two women is so miserable. He has his hands, feet and teeth cut off repeatedly, and is struck by lightning and burned. He can't die even if he wants to. This
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