Chapter 794： Friends, please take care of yourself (two-in-one, to make up for the kiss~) (1/2)
At this moment, the wandering demon had just completed the task and came down from the furnace mountain swayingly, his face a little pale.
He is not a sorcerer with a talent for spiritual power, blood control is just his bloodline ability-and his mother's arithmetic is not what he is good at!
Let’s put it this way, half of the hunters in the wilderness who can earn from their hands are considered five-star praise. When the wandering demon took over the work of the blast furnace, he greeted the grandfather’s grandmother on the spot. That complexion is a wonderful one.
But at any rate, he has completed the task. The Wanderer swears that he won't want to hear anything about numbers for at least three months. Old shell hurts!
After he passed through the endless crowds, when he was wondering what these ordinary people would be wandering in the street without problems, he listened to the roar of artillery fire from the west gate, which was also mixed with the voice of the evolutionary. drink,
”Fogweed, it's broken...”
”The Origin Crystal Cannon doesn't seem to work on them anymore?”
”Those things are gathering together! There is a problem!”
”What are you doing in a daze, let the Warlock-sama come back soon...”
Afterwards, a pile of blood and bones piled up and squirmed longer and higher, almost like a mountain, and soon appeared deformed limbs and the shape of the head. A mouth spurted black smoke, but there was no roar. Into the ears.
But the wandering demon immediately felt dizzy in his head, and couldn't help being shocked.
”Grass, what is this? A blood corpse more than two hundred meters high?!”
Then rushed up quickly.
...
Uncle Warlock is walking back with duck steps, planning to find something to eat on the side of the street to pad his stomach-after tossing all night, he doesn't want to go back to the city wall in the morning and drink a pot of mud, meat and vegetables. .
Then a roar of a chaotic stream of consciousness instantly covered the entire bright light.
If Liu Renjun's mental storm is like standing there and yelling at foul language, then this stream of consciousness can be compared to 10,000 mumbo aunts appearing at the same time and starting to scour the streets.
The warlock was almost out of breath and tilted his nose if he still had a nose.
Just cooked one and another came again, you guys who stepped on horses are still stunned and endless, right?
...
As soon as the wandering demon arrived, he heard a ”puff” around him, and then he saw the warlock with a ten-meter-high silver flame beauty on his head.
The warlock without the hood is still very easy to recognize, wandering in a daze, and smiled.
”Warlock, you... have the experience bar been fully upgraded?”
The warlock sprayed sparks in his nostrils,
”Lao You... why is your face so white?”
When the wanderer mentioned this, he felt that his stomach was full of anger.
”Don't mention it...Mad met a snakeskin **** who used people as beasts!”
I believe that Blast Furnace will yell at this when he hears this: At most, Lao Tzu is using cattle as a man!
Of course, perhaps the latter is worse in nature than the former-I have seen cows who do not drink water and press their heads, and there is no way that they have to do math problems.
The warlock nodded in agreement, and then the two (emmmm, should be two ‘people’?) looked at the pile of **** corpses and limbs that made the scalp numb.
”Why is it a bit like the hatred of my hometown-ah, it's so noisy! It's so annoying!”
The wandering demon frowned,
”Noisy? I always feel dizzy.”
The warlock waved his hand like a fly,
”More than-like a million flies buzzing, buzzing, buzzing in your head, it's almost...”
The wanderer pinched his chin,
”Such a big guy, it's not easy, the blood corpse has too much recovery ability.”
The warlock also seemed a little embarrassed. He thought that the surname Liu was going to come back. Now it seems that it has nothing to do with him. After a few mental shocks, he found that it was useless at all-this thing is just a ball. The combination of chaotic hemp combined and combined condensate, I don't know whether it is too complicated or too chaotic. It seems to be immune to mental power, but it itself broadcasts mental interference with super-power ”full channel broadcast” at all times.
Not only can I feel it, the entire evolutionary of Mingguang is being affected by it, and dizziness is light. If it continues for a while, some spiritually sensitive evolutionary is afraid that problems will occur, such as loss of control, madness, and confusion. No matter what the enemy is.
The wandering demon stared at that tuft that had been condensed into a human form, and it was 200 meters high, and it was gradually growing eyeballs and a blood corpse aggregate similar to ”armor”.
”I have a bad feeling.”
The warlock looked at the familiar armor on the blood corpse aggregate,
”It must be destroyed before it is completed-this thing is too threatening.”
To fight is definitely to fight, the key is how to fight.
Mingguang's senior executives were also at a loss. What's the matter, it's obviously a pool of rotten meat just now, is this going to heaven or something? !
In a moment, their orders reached the ears of every evolutionary on the wall.
Then, a large group of dazzling bloodline skills composed of various colors hula la, and the super giant blood corpse was all over the face.
”boom!”
”boom!”
”Hey!”
All kinds of sounds were deafening. Half of the blood corpse was almost completely blown up to look like a layer of paper on the **** of a firework. Blood, muscle tissue, and bone fragments almost covered a radius of one kilometer. Many evolutionaries directly vomited. It's - that smell is comparable to the hot xiang of the 1982 cellar, and no one can stand it.
Neatly dumbfounded, it's not right, how can such a big thing be fragile like this ghost?
Soon, they found out that they were wrong.
Those blood, muscles, and bones, like maggots with long claws, squirmed and bounced back into place. The giant blood corpse formed faster.
”Fuck.”
”It's useless?”
Even the warlock was terrified,
”Fuck, there is no weakening of mental power at all, is it really useful? This is impossible!”
”Useful! I sensed something when it exploded... Its power has indeed weakened, but as the blood flows back, it replenishes it again. This may be one of its weaknesses.”
The brilliance flashed in the eyes of the wandering demon, and then he was depressed.
”If this guy is a hundred times smaller...I might have a way...but...”
”boom!”
The giant blood corpse suddenly moved, and with just one punch, the west gate of the second wall was completely turned into a pit.
The evolvers rushed forward, and the source crystal cannon began to roar.
The warlock dodges all kinds of debris,
”any solution?”
The wandering demons spread their hands,
”My old business, the blood spelling stick, exchange my blood for its blood, and seal it directly into a different space... But this thing is of this size... I think it's still free...”
The soul fire in the warlock's eye sockets flashed, which was not a solution.
He knows a little bit about the bloodline ability of the wandering demon, everyone in the base city knows-no matter how high your rank is, as long as you can't kill this one with a single move, he will have the ability to die with you. It can be understood as a one-to-one exchange of blood, ignoring the body. Recovery ability does not allow the kind of red bottle.
The warlock coughed,
”What if someone brushes your blood?”
His tone was a bit resentful, and there were some things that he was destined to not enjoy, so he could only watch it.
”You mean let me drink Lin Chou's pig blood soup? No, the replenishment speed can't keep up at all!”
”Oh? Sure enough, you can cheat.”
The wandering demon rolled his eyes directly,
”It's my own bloodline ability anyway!”