Chapter 1121 (2/2)

Hum!

Strong tinnitus and a sense of whirling, so that Han Dong can only be paralyzed on the ground.

The extremely important talent tree has been hit hard in the explosion of consciousness Even the main trunk is lifted slightly, revealing a little twisted roots.

It can be said that it is quite dangerous.

The talent tree is like the elixir's field in some novels Once destroyed, the ”route of destiny” developed by Han Dong is basically destroyed.

Even if he can't even stand up and see a world spinning at a high speed, Han Dong is still aware of the current crisis.

If the saint envoy restores his consciousness by divinity and restores it in advance, Han Dong's state will be slaughtered like fish.”Count, take over my body!”

Han Dong's cry did not get any response.

The count's consciousness and Han Dong are associated.

The explosion of consciousness just now was shared by the two. The count, without the head support of the faceless, fell into a deep coma.

It is impossible to wake up before the end of the battle, which means that the related abilities of ”blood dog” and ”holy sword” cannot be used.

Han Dong is supported by his will to survive.

The consciousness branch, holding the dark and damp wall, comes to the prison District in his head.

”Togo! As before, continue to merge with me And it's up to you to support your body, and you have to get back to action. ”

Even if Han Dong as the host put forward the request, togu did not follow suit.

Togo stood in his cell in a dignified and calm manner, playing with a ball shaped metal toy between his palms.

”Master, you can't” imitate ”me in such a state. The pain from my body will hurt your consciousness again.

If you are not careful, you will faint and even affect your brain.

Moreover, master, your state of consciousness can not support me to fight alone

Togo is right.

Han Dong's consciousness is in a state of ”injured and weak”, unable to support a big devil like togu The pain will aggravate Han Dong's consciousness trauma.

Now.

A soft voice came from the prison next door.

”I, I may.”

……

As Han Dong thought.

The situation outside is quite dangerous.

Green managed to make it about the 37th attempt to stand.

Soft tongue hanging on the side of the mouth, crazy smile is still retained One hand drags the black knife, which is made up of countless nails, barely maintaining a standing posture.

Green tried to take a step but nearly fell.

At the same time.

The saint's vomiting was just over, and he stood up again in a very reluctant posture When you want to kill the target with your hand, you find that the divinity is hard to condense for a while.

At the same time, the ”Golden Wheel” driven by consciousness can not achieve self-defense, turning into a shield and holding it in the hands of the holy envoy.

”You're driving me to this point! I knew I brought the double in Kill one of you first. ”

Staring at Han Dong who can't stand up.

Through gold forging, the saint made a long golden spear.

One shield, one gun.

At a very slow pace, he moves towards Han Dong, who has lost consciousness.

Green tried to stop it, but there was nothing he could do for the time being.

It took the emissary five minutes to approach Han Dong, and the spear was about to fall.

A wisp of clear sea water overflows from Han Dong's body, and at the same time, a pink Octopus tentacle grows from his back