Fang Cheng tried his best to support himself and move little by little to outside the heavy pressure range.

"Super!"

The majestic and cold voice of Shuimadun sounded again.

The ceiling of the basketball court suddenly cracked, and a piece of steel and cement concrete with a length of more than five meters fell off.

This weight is enough to smash a car into pieces.

A fishy red word "danger" appeared in Fang Cheng's heart.

He instantly entered a state of mad blood, and his body's attributes were enhanced. He pushed his hands and feet hard on the ground, and finally jumped out of the heavy pressure area.

boom!

Accompanied by the deafening loud noise, the entire gymnasium trembled, and more gravel fell from the broken ceiling.

The believers who were originally asked to keep quiet by Shuimadun finally couldn't stay there at this moment and screamed and dodged around in the audience.

Sato Hayato also wanted to take his sister to find a safe place, but the armed believers outside the gym had heard the movement and rushed in.

He could only endure the headache and take his sister out of a way out.

Fang Cheng escaped the catastrophe and made a short-distance breakthrough again. At this time, he was only ten meters away from the blood pool.

"Collapse!"

The voice of Shuimadun rang out, and the ground under Fang Cheng's feet collapsed with a rumbling sound.

He raised his hand and swung it, and the blood spurted quickly condensed into a spike like a fish hook with a forked spike. It had a silk thread at the end of the tail and pierced into the ceiling above his head, hanging him in the air.

"Binding!"

Mizuma Dun shouted, his originally rosy face had begun to turn pale.

Although the power of the Spiritual Art he used was far greater than that of Reina Edo, it also required a lot of vitality to extract. He was already in his seventies and could not fight for a long time.

This kind of battle is different from the battle on the bed, and it is useless to treat Brother Wei as a meal.

With the sound of Water Madun, countless black ropes drilled out from the ground on both sides of the deep pit, and a large number of ropes drilled out from the ceiling above the head.

It was densely packed like a group of black snakes, surrounding Fang Cheng in the air.

Fang Cheng naturally would not sit and wait for death. He pierced his other hand with his fingertips and swung it forward. The blood spurted out condensed into a spike with silk threads, piercing into the ceiling in front.

With his hands loose and pulling, his whole body swings like a monkey swings, escaping from the black snake.

He was like Spider-Man, constantly throwing out the spikes and inserting them into the ceiling, and using silk threads to jump from the air.

Shuimadun was so stupid, you? Why did you still have such a sexy operation?

When Fang Cheng was approaching the blood pool, Shui Madun reacted and shouted: "The Kingdom of Paradise."

After using this Spiritual Surgery, Shuimadun suddenly aged seven or eight years old, his face was covered with wrinkles, and the white hair on his head fell out.

Fang Cheng, who was COS Spider-Man, felt a big word "danger" appear in his heart.

But he couldn't hide in this move. He was directly illusioned and crashed from the air and fell to the ground, falling into the Pure Land.

"Puzzle heart!!"

Shuimadun shouted in hatred.

He didn't expect that he would just come to preside over a ritual of God's Descent, and would encounter such a difficult guy.

It caused him to consume his originally small life span.

The Archbishop enjoyed a lot in the world of life, but he didn't want to enter the Pure Land so quickly to serve the great two gods.
Chapter completed!