Chapter 1773: Grabbing the slot and K-head
A beam of burning wind burned all the flesh and blood.
Or maybe it's said that the quasi-domain level is torture, but if it's a fourth-stage little Karami, the whole body of the guy will be peeled off by the magician, but this zombie just had a hole in the thigh root, which didn't hurt at all.
It really didn't hurt, after all, Master Wang was venting his anger in the zombie's cavity.
Unlike Lao Wang, who has no moral bottom line, the Isoleye Burning of the magician emphasizes the principle of equality and humanitarianism, and focuses on entering the body without defilement of the soul. The level of pain caused is very unremarkable.
However, perhaps the warm greetings of ice and fire produced some ecological reaction, which actually awakened the zombie's desire to survive.
The zombies, which were already being controlled and suppressed by the evil fire and could not turn over, suddenly gushed out a huge amount of yellow-brown sticky smoke. Once these disgusting unknown substances came into contact with the evil fire, they produced a violent explosion. The huge fireball suddenly rose and disappeared in a flash, with a diameter of at least more than one kilometer.
The violent air wave scraped away all the stones on the surface within one kilometer. Li Cang's pitiful weight was naturally not spared. He was directly thrown into the alienation tide and was surrounded by a group of hungry zombies. He couldn't even tell the directions.
After the explosion, the evil fire on the zombies had been completely cleared, and the claws with seven fingers took it out of the chest of the confused and suffocated Lao Wang.
Lao Wang was stunned: "Fuck Li Cang, you dog, how do you do things?"
Wait
Where is Li Cang?
In addition to the strong physical body and vigorous vitality, the greatest characteristics of the quasi-domain-level zombies are the domain and force field. The layers of energy force fields rise up, like a group of tangible and intangible high-frequency crushers, directly smashing Master Wang's mixed and three layers of five colors into flying sparks, and there is no intention to give him a chance to do evil again.
Although the use of this energy field is simple and crude, like an anti-aircraft gun hitting a mosquito, the output capacity is even more brutal. Old Wang was suspended in the energy storm and could not move. The saliva sprayed out because of screaming was heavier than the rain on the day when Yiping asked his father for money.
This chronic slow lingchi lasted only more than ten seconds before breaking through Old Wang's self-proclaimed body protection sword, and then, the zombie's eyes full of hatred and greed suddenly became dull for a moment-
Why doesn't this timi bleed?
Facts have proved that mixed and one body may really be more than an adjective for Old Wang.
This guy's fat body proved its amazing toughness and potential strength through destruction and self-destruction. The sword-dragging technique worth 4 million yuan taught by Rao Qifang himself only lasted about ten seconds before it could no longer be sustained, while the fat meat did not move at all. The energy surge and light flames generated by the burning and colliding with the energy storm were like TMD nuclear fusion.
"This is my second life that I worked hard to eat. Li Cang, surnamed Li, protect me, protect my fucking me!"
However
After Lao Wang shouted this, he actually regretted it immediately. The air was full of a subtle feeling that if you don't take the road to heaven, you will enter hell.
Li Cang's voice was full of satisfaction: "Received!"
The violent, continuous, air-tearing explosion shook the entire Sky Island. When Lao Wang was in a panic, a large ice block with a diameter of 300 to 500 meters and a spectacular light and flame meteor was already within reach.
The man and the corpse were clearly arranged by the Silver Ridge Giant Beast's ultimate move. They were killed on the spot. The terrifying ice cones roared and exploded like a tide, sweeping across a radius of several kilometers, freezing everything in sight. The shape was like a spherical bird's nest that was about to be completed or half of a sea urchin with thorns.
The Silver Ridge Giant Beast was never a person to be messed with.
The logical, abstract, metaphysical and explosive output of this thing's skills must have been deeply experienced by the victims before. The zombie, who was already dissatisfied, was hit by a big one in the face due to paralysis and carelessness, and was almost killed on the spot.
When it climbed out of the ice ball, the leg that was licked by the burning wind finally died, and it crackled directly into a pool of ice slag, and showed no signs of self-healing or regrowth.
The skin armor on the zombies' bodies cannot be said to be safe and sound, but they are naked. The exposed blood vessels, tendons and muscle tissues show a shriveled texture like freeze-dried vegetables, and not even a trace of blood can flow out. The overall life breath is weak like a candle in the wind, which may be completely extinguished at any time.
This kind of mutual generation and mutual restraint is like a blood bag and a blood pump. Mr. Lu Xun once said that there is no plowed field, only exhausted cows. Those who are willing to work are not as good as those who can squeeze. Once the innate advantage is gone, the zombies can show that they are more vulnerable than the beasts.
Relatively speaking, Lao Wang is a person who has seen and eaten, and his condition is not a little better than that of the zombies. He is holding a pole with a grim smile on his face, and his posture is domineering like the green-skinned earth elf in the book who is ready to hit the young adventurer with a club: "Beast, TM——"
Buzz!
A touch of scarlet completely tore the huge zombie into a red and white energy storm, and the goose feather-sized flocs filled the entire field of vision. Master Wang, who was as stiff as an ice sculpture, greeted Li Cang with deep affection, "You fucking @#￥%..."
K head.
It is undoubtedly one of the most immoral behaviors in the world.
Yes.
It is more immoral than the Cang family gang support law.
At this time, Li Cang, who was suddenly in a very happy mood, was like a tiger among sheep and a dragon returning to the sea. He has always been a person who is good at sharing. Large tracts of burning wind carried his happiness virus and multiplied and spread in the alienation tide.
Buzz~
Under this density, the burning wind and the mirror burning wind made critical strikes and opened the sky gate. The rain of pear blossoms came one after another. For a while, the number and frequency were simply difficult to count, and the energy storm and the cloud layer were poked like honeycomb coal.
With the intensity of the burning wind and the unreasonable blood bar replacement rate, the high-level alienated life in the surrounding of the earth pile in the air that was caught off guard quickly fell to the ground like dumplings.
Under normal circumstances, when they were in free fall, the four hungry dogs and the big and second dogs were ready to rush over to grab the trough and collect the bodies. The problem was that the sea of dogs was still in the dry season.
Li Cang, who had finally achieved a great success and killed two birds with one stone, was unwilling to give these things a chance to breathe. Even if he was feeding the dogs, he couldn't let the cooked duck fly away, right?
"Xi Niang!"
The overjoyed Silver Ridge beast, which had been marginalized for a long time, stepped forward with four hooves and rushed over with a rumble. The black storm and paper money snow darkened the sky and the earth. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and even the chaotic energy tide seemed to shrink back.
