The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 187: Shoot people first, shoot horses first, kill people first, demolish towers first
  The wax figure, as tall as a heavyweight boxing champion, rushed towards him with a vicious wind, raised his arms and smashed him down hard.

Facing the fierce blow, Zhu Mingyao didn't even bother to turn down his eyelids. He waved his right hand lightly, and the light of his white sword flashed across like cold electricity. He imitated the famous thief from the New World hundreds of years ago, and pulled A long silver Z-shaped figure came out, and in an instant, the two activated wax figures were chopped into more than a dozen pieces, and the magic source that provided kinetic energy was scattered together.

Although the body is as tough as hard wood and as sticky as mud, it can easily withstand swords, guns and bullets, but when it comes to the authentic Xuanmen flying sword full of true energy, it is no different from a crisp, tender and juicy cucumber.

After killing the enemy's summons, the sword light did not stop. It rose up in the wind and turned into a white rainbow and struck the opponent head-on!

The wax puppet, who was as powerful as a group of armed policemen, was killed in an instant. The magician Bonn knew the power of this strange white light and did not dare to neglect it. Eight thick tentacles flowing with sticky wax stood up and danced in front of him at high speed. , and laid down a tight defense like an iron wall.

The sword light separated and rejoined, colliding fiercely with the tentacles, making a tinkling sound of gold and iron. The chopped pieces of meat and scraps of wax were mixed with little sparks, splashing everywhere.

Feeling the enemy's sharp magic weapons approaching step by step, his mutated limbs were covered with scars in the blink of an eye. The scarlet eyes on Bonn's forehead turned slightly, and suddenly they were covered in dark gray, swallowing up all the light around them. At the corner of the steps, The dense grass and shrubs inside quickly turned yellow and fell down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dark colors spread and gathered in front of him, and the agile white light suddenly seemed to be weighed down by a thousand pounds of weight, and its speed became slower and slower.

The eight tentacles seized the opportunity and suddenly twisted into one, like a black and yellow iron pillar as thick as the mouth of a bowl. With the evil power full of erosion and pollution, they fiercely swiped towards the sword light, trying to remove this threat. The huge magic weapon was destroyed in one fell swoop!
  Seeing that he was about to be hit, Bai Lian, who was about 10 feet tall, shrank suddenly and turned into a silver bullet as big as a longan that sank downwards, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The target suddenly disappeared, and the "Iron Pillar" was unable to withdraw its momentum. It passed through the air heavily and hit the yellow-brown and gray wall of the wax museum. After plowing an exaggerated ravine, it was deeply embedded in it.

The sword pill retreated, Zhu Mingyao swept away with his hand without looking back, and chopped into pieces a few activated wax figures that had sneaked up in the hall, revealing the putrid human corpses inside. Then he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of red flames shaped like a lotus. , jumped out from the void, the fire petals folded up layer by layer, trapping Bonn in it, and began to crackle and burn.

"Do you think other people are fools? You don't even have any defense against your own attributes and weaknesses?" Amidst the roar, the entire wax museum trembled slightly, and the sweet and rancid smell suddenly became stronger, and every drop of mud refined by evil witchcraft The yellow corpse oil seeped out from the building and flew into the body of the magician like a tired bird jumping into the forest, suppressing the blazing true fire of subduing demons.

"Choosing to start the war in my witchcraft workshop was your biggest mistake... Oh?"

The source of magic power that was coming continuously was suddenly interrupted, and the blazing fire that surged up again blocked Bonn's cruel words back into his mouth.

"You are the fool, okay? Even the stubborn Black Iron knows that you should not chase him under the tower. As a noble Silver, I will definitely demolish the tower first!" Zhu Mingyao rolled his eyes, looking like he was looking at an idiot.

In the underground secret room, next to a pool of corpse wax with large and small bubbles, several Yin soldiers were wielding swords and wheels, dismantling the gold and silver magic array patterns on the wall of the pool into a pile of debris, and carried it to several places. On the tablecloth spread out, it looked like a gangster who had broken into a house and robbed a house.

Looking at this scene that was remotely sensed in the huge scarlet eyes, Bonn was so angry that he just wanted to curse.

Are you a part-time thief somewhere? Why are your movements so skillful?

Feeling that the protective wax liquid hanging on the body gradually evaporated, he squeezed out all the remaining magic power and collided with his body. A large wave of wax oil mixed with flesh and blood exploded, extinguishing a few petals of flames, and in the cage-like red fire lotus. There was a gap punched through it, and he staggered out.

Before he could extinguish the remaining flames in his hair and clothes, Bonn shouted, and his figure suddenly disappeared, turning into a large cloud of turbid and smelly waxy steam, flying around with huge red eyes.

But then, a sharp silver light emerged from the side, like a scalpel in the palm of a senior doctor, delicately gouging out the big red eyes from the air mass composed of corpse wax particles, and then everything turned white. The golden evil spirit rushed forward and dispersed the clouds and mist, completely cutting off his last bit of vitality. Grabbing it in two or three steps, Zhu Mingyao took out a sealed silver box extorted from the Special Bureau of Investigation and put the red eyeballs that had begun to shrink and crystallize following the owner's death into it.

No matter what time, you must pay attention to being diligent and thrifty!
  As the owner of the wax museum and the number one villain in the original movie, this guy's evil magic is much more powerful than his twin brother. He has begun to transform into a non-human being and even left behind something similar to the remains of a monster after his death. The spoils of war can be exchanged for a few bucks.

He weighed the box, looked at the chapel in the distance with half of its roof blown over, listened to the crisp gunshots that shook the night sky, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"The protagonist has become a powerful demon hunter, and the villains have been upgraded into terrifying demons and sorcerers. The special effects of light and shadow are fully utilized. It is a proper AAA fantasy blockbuster, like the "Horror Wax Museum" back then. If we shoot it like this, the box office can double again after it is released."

He summoned the Yin soldiers and ordered them to go to a nearby house to protect Sam's classmates who were hiding there. He turned around and walked into the Wax Mansion.

As the saying goes, the rich in literature and martial arts are poor in cultivation, and there is no real pauper among extraordinary people. The Bon brothers have been here for a long time and must have accumulated a considerable amount of wealth. After all, the Yin soldiers have limited wisdom. If they want to plunder everything, he has to personally Go into battle.

As for whether the Wen family's Shuangsha could defeat the red-eyed demon possessing the black man, he didn't seem to be worried.

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"Oh!"

The stained glass window burst into pieces, and the debris mixed with flames and smoke rolled out like waves.

Also jumping out together was a tall and embarrassed figure.

"Are those two human wastes riding on the horse idiots? Why haven't they come to support yet!"

The red-eyed demon cursed secretly angrily.

The Wen brothers have a strange bloodline and are extremely restrained against non-human creatures in the Christian system. Every shot and stabbing was accompanied by a strange spiritual power, which shook his soul and could hardly maintain the possessed state. The demon's natural magic-like ability was suppressed to only 20 to 30% of its power, making the battle extremely frustrating.

Coupled with the delay in the arrival of help, the fallen creatures in the plane below could not help but want to retreat.

He stretched out his arms, creating billowing black clouds that covered his eyes and ears, blocking the pursuing Sam and Dean. A magic circle shaped like a crossroad loomed beneath his feet, and he was about to use his gifted teleportation technique to escape from here!

(End of this chapter)