Chapter 1066 Powerless
Julian was completely numb, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind but he had no idea what to do. It seemed as if there was a candle in front of him, representing the fire of his life, being coiled and squeezed by a huge snake-shaped shadow, dying.
However, at this moment, a loud sound suddenly came from above his head, and the soil, rock and rock layers of unknown thickness were torn into huge cracks of dozens of kilometers in length in the blink of an eye. The sun and wind appeared at the same time with countless roaring and screaming zombies falling from above. He seemed to hear an unusually loud and clear "Fuck!"
Under the sun, the Black Sea was surging as if it was ignited. All the "beautiful snakes" exposed to the sun were screaming in pain, and their beautiful faces were instantly eroded and dissolved, flowing freely like wax drops, and their flesh and blood twisted and twitched.
"Crackle~"
The earth and stone zombies in the sky smashed into the Black Sea like dumplings, attracting countless rotten corpse snakes in the Black Sea that had not yet evolved into human faces to pounce and bite. As soon as one of the figures fell into the Black Sea, a blood-red hurricane rose from under him. The blast swept in all directions, throwing the figure dozens of meters high and out of the Black Sea again.
A pale and hideous sickle-shaped weapon was thrown out from the figure's hand, and it cut into the island base under Julian's feet. He made a void-pulling action, turned over and climbed onto the sky island.
"Puh"
Li Cang spurted out a mouthful of black water, gasping like a broken bellows, and the hideous dragon robe on his body was full of holes. The corroded edges were wrapped with wisps of mist like ghost faces, tearing his clothes and body with all his strength.
When Li Cang looked up, he saw a living person entangled by a rotten snake, standing there like a dumpling, staring at him blankly. He subconsciously waved his hand: "What the hell is this?"
Burn!
The Isoleye Burn rose from the ground and swallowed Li Cang and Julian diagonally.
Under the burning wind, the ferocious dragon robe was almost completely torn to pieces, and the wisps of mist that looked like ghost faces were also shattered. As for the beautiful snake, there was no trace of its existence at all.
Julian felt that his health bar might have been cut by nine-tenths, but the great happiness of having saved his life had overwhelmed the pain of the burning of Isoleye that penetrated his bones and soul. He shouted as if he had seen a life-saving straw: "Cang! Powerful, dear Cang! It's you! How did you appear here! Oh my God! Save them! Those snakes--"
Well, in fact, Julian didn't quite know what he was shouting and why he was shouting. In short, he just wanted to prove that he was still alive in this way, like an alternative celebration.
"Stand back a little!"
With a shake and a swing of the big magic wand, Li Cang rose from the ground, rushed out of the crack with a distance of one mile, and disappeared in the scorching sun above Julian.
Julian: "."
Julian hadn't had time to curse when a pale three-armed creature suddenly fell straight down from the crack above and hit his island. The overwhelming black fog and the strange-looking white skeletons spread and rushed out from under the skirt of the creature that was more than ten meters tall and seemed so beautiful that it didn't seem real.
The bone sister raised the magic sickle, and the endless holy light immediately lit up the entire underground space. Her face and figure were perfect and impeccable, and her skirt was flawless. The whole person bathed in the holy light showed an incomparable sacred aura, but under her skirt, it was a dark and surging cloud of endless plague that seemed to flow like a living thing, just like a huge and perfect pearl floating on the surface of the ink sea, floating and sinking without any dust.
The screams of the beautiful snakes attached to each person instantly became more than twice as loud, but it was only a few seconds of excitement. The beautiful snakes rolled to the ground, corroded and melted into pools of gray, bone-like viscous liquid, twisting and pulling, evolving into tiger-headed skeleton demons.
Bone Sister seemed not satisfied with this result. The cos version of the big magic wand continued to sprinkle more holy light and smashed directly into the black sea below, until the entire black sea burned with bone-colored flames and completely turned into an alternative sea of fire, then she threw out the chain hammer again and pulled herself up to the crack.
At this time, above the crack.
The battle between Xia Gengzhishi and Yaogui has entered a white-hot stage. The two sides' transition from hatred to battle can basically be described in one word: incomprehensible and powerful.
The Medicine Ghost couldn't even show the most basic six-dimensional attributes, but the overwhelming power of the Corpse Weaver, which could destroy tens of millions of zombies in an instant, was no longer as glorious as it was. The aftermath alone could blast dozens of halberd-tailed manta rays to death, and the terrifying divine monster was pressed down by the Medicine Ghost so hard that it couldn't even straighten its back.
Within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, there was no zombie with intact limbs. The surging black fog and the strange dark green air waves washed back and forth like waves. The Corpse Weaver was immersed in it, and the flesh and blood on its body were completely peeled off. Even the bones revealed a strange green color, and corroded black smoke was hissing.
As for Li Cang and Li Lace, these two fearless guys, one was playing with a big knife on the Corpse Weaver's tail, and the other was swinging a sledgehammer in the Medicine Ghost's trouser pocket, chiseling with a clang and sparks.
The power of the Corpse Weaver and the Medicine Ghost was suffocating and impossible to attack. They didn't care about the performance of the little bugs on their bodies, and were not distracted by Li Cang and Li Lasi.
Just now, the Medicine Ghost almost sent Li Cang away with one blow, and even the ground was penetrated, leaving a gap of dozens of kilometers in length and width.
But this kind of attack on the Corpse Weaver could only make its bones green.
The roar of the Corpse Weaver resounded through the sky. He was obviously extremely angry. He stretched out his hand and ripped off one of the three tails, and stuffed it into the relief-like mouth of the Human-faced Shield. The next second, the tail disappeared, and the blood from the mouth flowed and the bones crackled.
The Human-faced Shield ate the tail and transformed into a monster with three heads and six tails, slightly shorter than the Corpse Weaver, with a soaring shoulder spine. It jumped across the fog sea of several kilometers and threw the Medicine Ghost to the ground.
The monster's mouth, which was almost larger than the whole body, could tear off large pieces of flesh and blood from the Medicine Ghost and swallow it into its stomach every time it bit. While the monster swallowed the flesh and blood of the Medicine Ghost, the missing and damaged parts of the Corpse Weaver's body proliferated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his body size increased sharply by a whole circle.
"Damn, leave me one bite, leave me some to fill my teeth!"
Li Cang screamed in pain in Yao Gui's trouser pocket. He and Li Lasi had been showing off their presence for half an hour, almost an hour, but they hadn't gained any benefit so far, and they were almost killed several times.
He couldn't understand the battle level and logic of Yao Gui and Zhi Shi at all, and they didn't care about them at all, just let them do whatever they wanted - if you have to say it, Yao Gui and Zhi Shi were fighting between gods, and they were not on the same channel as mortals like them.
Miamu had mentioned irrelevant topics such as gods and ghosts before, but neither Li Cang nor Lao Wang took it seriously, just as a natural selection of freedom of belief
Who the hell could have thought that there would really be such a thing as a divine creature? We can regard the transformation of the earth as science fiction, but ask if there is anyone who really wants to be on the list of the gods?
Chao!
