Chapter 1302 China ahead, God forbids travel!
Maldo Bevan looked at his body and limbs, falling into a long silence of cognitive collapse. In fact, Li Cang didn't need to explain this kind of thing. As the person involved, he obviously had more say. Quan, that big and ferocious face that could stop a child from crying or a woman running at night seemed to be full of weakness and helplessness for a moment. The tentacles in the mouth were wilted, and she squeezed out with trembling lips. A question: "Can you still fight it back?"
He even looked a little pitiful for no reason.
cough.
However, strictly speaking, this kind of post-operative consultation, which is extremely technical and beyond the scope of Li Cang's understanding, is really not suitable for an accurate biological definition, and Li Cang can't do anything about it.
Maldo Bevin's control over the residual limbs currently only remains on the head. Based on his life level, it is estimated that the other residual limbs will soon be equipped with their own heads, butts and other parts. This process has already In the reading, when the red-eyed giant head saw the state of the limbs that should belong to him, it showed a kind of urgency and a kind of panic originating from the depths of the soul——
"No!"
"No! Stop them! Stop them!"
"I listen to you! I listen to you all! Don't let them form a will of their own! Kill it! Or kill me!"
“@#￥%……”
Purgatory is a good place, but it is not necessary for the living and the dead except for the 72 pillar gods mentioned by Maldo Bevin. If not, the red-eyed giants would not fall into purgatory together as a last resort, regardless of the fact. , just - we might as well boldly brainstorm, what would be the reaction if the 72 Pillars God discovered this magical phenomenon?
Li Cang was confused: "Have we damaged the brain of this thing? What is he afraid of if he puts it aside?"
Li Laisi spread her hands and said angrily: "How do I know~"
This was obviously not the answer Maldo Bevin expected. It didn't even waste time to continue begging, but directly began to recite the previous incantation. The grand recitation was accompanied by a duet of furious curses: "You will regret it. ! You will definitely regret it! Let this world be buried with you! The true name of the 72 Pillar Gods will turn into fangs that will devour this world! I will wait for you in Purgatory!"
Clang!
With a knife and a hammer, Maldo Bevin's upper and lower jaw were neatly separated on the spot with his mouth as the boundary. The bright red tongue hidden in the clusters of tentacles trembled silently in embarrassment.
This guy is a tough guy, but his dream is a bit too idealistic. With the lesson he just learned, how could Li Cang possibly let him score twice.
"It's useless, it's useless!" Perhaps the splitting of the devil's heart really caused great harm to Maldo Bevin. His eyes were sluggish and his mind began to go crazy. He kept repeating nonsense: "This is real. Magic, the devil's words, the devil's curse, once started, it can never be stopped, it's useless, haha, it's useless."
Maldo Bevan was right. Even a serious injury such as separation of the upper and lower jaw could not stop the curse from continuing. Wisps of blue-black runes continued to form out of thin air between the two heads of its head, rising up. It entered the air and was embedded in the non-existent void curtain, making a sonorous sound like a Honglu bell. Even the edge of each strange rune seemed to be firmly embedded with something, blooming. It emits a golden glow that can be described as "holy". Every time a rune is lit, the singing from the unknown zone becomes louder and louder.
"Pray: Give me a break~"
Before Li Laixi finished speaking, Li Cang covered her mouth: "Prodigal bitch, why are you so unreliable like Lao Wang?"
Are you kidding? You dare to pray for something like this?
"What should we do? Will we, the two of us, have to sit in the mortal world in purgatory as companions and ride horses galloping around to share the prosperity of the underworld?"
Soon, the number of runes embedded in the pile of corpses and the heads of the two people reached more than two hundred. The increasingly urgent and solemn singing indicated that the spell casting was about to be completed. Li Cang thought that he had recruited foreign aid to cut the blood bar and cut off his personality. It's so fucked up, but I didn't expect this master to be even more of a scum who never puts out the fire.
Where does he have the right medicine on hand?
Huh?
ball sack
Just because you don’t have it on hand doesn’t mean you don’t have it on your wrist!
Li Cang gritted his teeth, picked up the big wand and gave his left wrist a hard blow.
Boom~
In the teeth-searing explosion, half of Li Cang's arm was directly exploded into powder by his own violent power and gigantic wand. The power of the three phases spread for several kilometers like the scorching sun that bakes the earth. It is said that this thing with the same origin is convenient. The red and white rainbow did not even disappear discretely. It bounced back directly like a lump of maltose firmly stuck to the top of the big wand, with almost no loss.
The arm was gone, and so was the soul necklace. It wasn't until Li Cang's arm was rebuilt layer by layer with bones and nerves, blood vessels, tendons and muscles laid, that the three characters of death in black, white and red appeared on the already blurred body. The blue and gold brilliance belonging to Gokun's nerve nodes and gold were written stroke by stroke——
Buzz~
A section of white bones has just turned into claws, and a ferocious arm thrust straight into the void.
"Ahead of China, the gods are forbidden to travel!" Li Cang shouted in a straight voice: "Now people are fucking sneaking over here to blatantly steal your business and ride on your heads to shit~"
Li Laixi: (_)
Yes, this prodigal old man is just my tool in human form, at most a Taoist friend, he is not my boyfriend nor my mother's son, I am not familiar with him at all!
The metaphysical performance of the Soul-Exterminating Bracelet is not once or twice. In some way, Li Cang always feels that this thing is suitable for his profession. No matter whether it is useful or not, it is a mule or a horse. It is just an arm, and there is no loss anyway. It is not like a little coin cub who always wants to take coins out of my wallet!
Go away!
In some way, this metaphysical word has saved Li Cang's life more than once, brought him strange inspiration or weird experience, and now this time it has reached the feeling of being about to come out. Rather than saying that it is Li Cang's in the dark, it is more like the Soul-Exterminating Bracelet and the not-so-tall Monument of Exterminating Bracelet behind it are saturated invitations to connect with all the mysterious senses outside his six senses.
Li Cang couldn't describe the feeling, if he had to.
Gill was so angry that his face turned purple!
His brain was hot!
Li Cang was willing to believe in this kind of metaphysics, just like he was willing to believe in Lao Wang's unpredictable luck.
In short, the three-character classic from the monument did not disappoint Li Cang, and even made Maldo Bevan's eyes almost pop out of their sockets.
The runes floating in the air, which could not be touched or destroyed, twisted and deformed like tadpoles and became active when Li Cang's arm of flesh and bones pushed into them. It shook its head and tail on the empty sky, drawing unpredictable ripples, as if struggling and escaping.
"@#￥%?" Mardo Bevan spewed out a string of garbled characters: "￥#@%*?!"
What the hell am I capable of? Even if the devil from the hell came and saw this kind of Western scene, he should kneel down. The devil's real name is as precious as the human soul. His appearance represents a kind of power that cannot be violated. It is an oath and a curse. But now...
