Chapter 1792 (1/2)

On the soft black and red ground, a young man's chest is full of blood. He has a long sword in his hand. At this moment, his long sword is half dragging, and one hand is holding the paw mark blood hole on his chest to make the blood flow slower.

To rub.

His feet are crazy, his face is pale, the blood on the corners of his mouth is not dry, a pair of eyes, is gloomy, regret, despair.

”Do you want to die in the field of deception?” The man bared his teeth and didn't dare to turn back. Xuanqi was running to the extreme. He didn't care about the injury and went crazy.

Behind you.

Sniff, sniff, sniff

There was a tingling sound.

As well as the smell of bloody nausea in the rapid approach.

After a few breaths.

”Grass!!!” The man stopped abruptly, went crazy and turned around.

There's no way.

I can't escape.

His speed is too far away.

Red level monster, too strong, red level monster is equivalent to the level of human gods. And his realm is only the late stage of hypocrisy.

If he escapes like this, if he doesn't have five breaths, the monster will jump up from behind.

At that time, he didn't even know how to die.

It's better to lose and fight. Maybe there's a chance for a miracle to survive.

”Maybe this is my destiny. But I really don't want to. ” The man muttered to himself, but at this moment, he calmed down a little.

In front of him.

It's a monster.

It's about 20 meters long. It's purple black all over. There's disgusting mucus on the purple black fur.

It's a lizard.

It's a lizard, but it's too much bigger than the general lizard, especially its eyes, blood red, dazzling red, scary, eyes staring at men, only bloody and brutal.

Whoosh, whoosh

The purple black lizard saw that the man gave up running, and was not in a hurry. Its breath completely locked on the man, the corners of his mouth, clearly had a hadra.

Its teeth are not white, but gray, indistinct and sharp. Its claws are too long. One claw is just like a metal hook. It is thin, hard and twinkles with extremely monstrous cruel magic light.

At the moment, the purple black lizard didn't rush up directly, but stared at the man, step by step.

However, the man held his sword in both hands, raised his head, kept his eyes blinking, bent slightly, and looked at the purple black lizard warily.

All of a sudden!

After ten or so breaths, the purple and black lizard moves. This move is explosive.

Very fast.

The man didn't even react to it, only felt a purple black shadow, magnified wildly in his own eyes, and the bloody smell, which was as strong as the soul piercing, surged wildly. The smell of blood didn't even make him think.

Between the lightning and flint, a man lost his mind, and it was over.

The purple and black lizard was in front of him.

The cold and secluded claws, from top to bottom, are directly grasped. If they are caught, the man will not only die, but also the body will be miserable.

Pure to the extreme smell of death hit, the man has been unable to move.

There is only one last desperate thought left in my mind.

He closed his eyes.