Chapter 444： Fisherman (1/2)
The snow-scarred spiders and black geeks that were hit hard have wanted to escape, but the alien creatures in the shelters are rushing in groups, entangled them.
If it is in peacetime, whether it is a snow jade spider or a black monster, it can easily repel or even kill these alien creatures, but now they have just been seriously injured, and they have almost been killed by tentacles, already strong and endless. A group of alien creatures were besieged, but they couldn’t get out, and they were surrounded by death.
The aristocratic female spirit did not stop, and the two hand-held guns killed the snow jade spider.
Hansen suddenly came to understand that this aristocratic female alien was actually the same plan as him, repelling the tentacles and wanting to be cheap.
”Call and play, in the end who is not necessarily cheap.” Han Sen hides behind the ice wall and looks at the battle below, but his heart is secretly snickering.
Although snow jade spiders and black monsters are already powerful, the blood creatures are **** blood creatures. The aristocratic female spirits led a group of primitive creatures and mutant creatures to attack them, but they also sacrificed a lot.
There are corpses of ice beasts everywhere. Hundreds of ice beasts have been killed and injured, and four or five mutant creatures have also died. Some mutant creatures have also been injured. Aristocratic females are different. Unchanged, as if you don't care about the life and death of different creatures, just looking for opportunities to attack the vitals of two blood creatures.
It can be seen that the purpose of the aristocratic female alien is not to kill two **** creatures, otherwise she has a chance to kill them.
Snow jade spiders and black monsters have been injured too much after all, especially the black monsters are tied by spider silk, and even the action is somewhat difficult. If the aristocratic female aliens really want to kill, there is a chance to reinvent its vitality.
However, it is obvious that the aristocratic female alien spirit is not here. It is supposed to enslave two **** blood creatures, so they only hurt or kill and want to completely tame them.
The two gods of blood have already been hit hard, and they have been besieged for so long, and they will not be able to see it.
The snow jade spider's physique is worse. At this time, it is almost impossible to stand up. The body is bleeding, and it seems to be unable to support it.
”Hey!” Xue Yu spider suddenly screamed, the thick spider legs were closed, the whole body was lying on the ground, watching the aristocratic female whisper screaming motionless.
The aristocratic female singer saw the snow jade spider move like this. Suddenly, with a long shot in his hand, many alien creatures besieging the snow jade spider stopped attacking and turned to the black monster.
And the aristocratic female alien came to the front of the snow jade spider alone, the ice crystal blood stalks in the hand, the light ripples on the body, the ice crystal blood grain armor scattered away, re-into the priest's gown, and the ice crystal The rifle also returned to the ice crystal scepter.
I saw the aristocratic female alien lifting up the sparkling ice crystal scepter, using the top gem to print on the head of the snow jade spider.
The snow jade spider trembled a bit, as if to avoid the scepter that flashed Guanghua, but in the end it was only a low snoring, and did not really escape.
Seeing that his scepter was to be printed on the top of the snow jade spider, the aristocratic woman's face was involuntarily revealing a smile.
However, in this moment, the aristocratic female alien was changed his face, and his body suddenly slid to the right, but it was too late.
I saw a figure flashing from the side of the aristocratic female alien, holding a wolf-like shackle in the hand, lightly crossing the neck of the aristocratic woman.
The aristocratic female alien took a few steps back, and the scepter in his hand fell to the ground, his hands licking his white neck, his eyes widening and looking at the man holding a sly smirk, the blood was swaying in the middle of his fingers. Gushing out.