The two felt an eerie feeling just watching the process of drawing the picture of the frog god. Fang Mu even felt that the flowers were so real that the frog god might really jump out of them.
During the painting process, people lost blood and fell to the ground one after another. In the end, one woman remained silent. After carefully drawing the last bulge on the frog god's back, the woman's life ended. .
The ghost seemed very satisfied. He just screamed again, and the people he was supposed to rule were like the remains of tofu falling from a construction site. Their bodies and blood suddenly collapsed. They were gathered according to the image of the frog god on earth, and their flesh and blood was collected. , half reorganized, the spirit of the ghost rushes into the mass of flesh and blood, and the unstable flesh frog shape formed by the bination of flesh and blood slowly stabilizes, as if the spirit of the ghost It was as if he had given the lump a soul.
“What the hell…” Xia Chen was taken aback. He had never heard of such strange evil rituals, nor did he know that ghosts could control a person's entire body until it automatically disintegrated. Not to mention the level where you can fuse with ghosts.
The two watched with bated breath as the giant, living frog slowly took shape. Only when the giant flesh-and-blood frogs screamed strangely and flew away into the darkest depths did they finally begin to regain their ferocious breathing. After a while, they bravely came out. Cover to hide.
Fang Mu looked at Xia Chen and asked Xia Chen what to do next with silent eyes.
Xia Chensheng took a gulp of air and said to Fang Mu, "Don't you want to get that hammer? Get it first."
Fang Mu sighed. "Unfortunately, I don't know where the hammer is, but it's probably next to the Frog God."
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