Chapter 646: Corpse Fight

Style: Science Author: Sad old things in the cityWords: 2327Update Time: 24/01/18 05:35:11
Song Ziyu nodded very seriously and immediately ordered his soldiers to stand ready.

"Hey, hey, hey, old man Xuetun, you really have no future, and you are actually hooking up with humans. What can I say about you? You have really disgraced our higher-level tribe." Voices were heard from all around. It was erratic and somewhat teasing. Even Venerable Xuetun couldn't tell where this voice came from.

At this time, a battle broke out between the zombie monks who emerged from the geography and Song Ziyu's mixed team of human zombies!

The scene was very chaotic for a time!

Venerable Xuetun stood there and did not dare to move at all, for no other reason than because the enemy was very cunning.

Even though Xuetun has certain spatial abilities, he is helpless against his opponents.

"Stop talking about these nonsense, come out and fight me for three hundred rounds if you dare." Xuetun roared towards the sky, seemingly quite Looking helpless.

"Hehehehe, you idiot doesn't even know where I am, so why do you have the guts to say such arrogant things?"

Erratic sounds sounded around, quite provocative.

Just when Xue Tu was at his wits' end, Song Baibai, who had a silly look on his face, suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at a place in the air.

There was nothing there, but Venerable Xuetun was convinced.

No reaction!

Blood swallowed with a long tongue and spit out!

"Zi la!"

The long tongue that looked like a steel spear was poking in that direction!

But hear a scream!

A zombie holding a black flag staggered from the air and fell to the ground.

This zombie wearing a green and black cassock had a pool of black blood splattered on his body and looked very miserable.

Anyone with a clear eye can see that this zombie is injured.

"How do you know where I am...impossible...how can you see it?"

The zombie holding the soul flag still didn't believe it, so he repeated his old trick. The soul flag in his hand shook and disappeared into the air again.

But this time the effect of sneaking into the night with the wind is not as good as before!

"You were marked by me, do you think you can still run away?" Venerable Blood Tun sneered, and countless long scarlet tongues shot out from his mouth like steel spears.

on the spot!

These thousands of blood tongues directly penetrated a large space in front.



Gods fight, this is it!

It was the first time that Song Ziyu saw Xuetun display such a terrifying attack method. It seemed that the old guy still had some reservations when he took action.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Ziyu's first thought was...how many tongues did this shriveled old Taoist priest have in his mouth? If you kiss someone, can the other person bear it?

Bah bah bah.

Song Ziyu quickly put aside these strange thoughts and focused on the battle again.

There is no doubt that!

The destructive power of these tongues of Xuetun Lao Dao is extraordinary!

Each long scarlet tongue can extend from tens to hundreds of meters, delivering a fatal blow unexpectedly.

The sense of oppression this brings is really terrifying.

Looking at the bloody mouth with countless long tongues spurting out, Song Ziyu couldn't help but swallow.

within the short term.

??????????????????At least in the short term, Song Ziyu has absolutely no desire to kiss.

So fucking disgusting.



For the enemy's erratic behavior, Xuetun Lao Dao obviously has a way to deal with it.

When he hit the Fuhu zombie for the first time, Xuetuan had already secretly planted a mark on Fuhu's body.

This mark allows Xuetun to easily target Fuhu in the air.

Therefore!

No matter how Fuhu displayed his dazzling spatial abilities, he could not escape the fate of being chased by thousands of blood-swallowing scarlet tongues.

So in the eyes of everyone, there was a terrifying scene of a lot of disgusting long tongues waving in the air.

And this kind of "fighting wits and courage with the air" fighting style is dazzling to watch. If it weren't for broken tongues and black plasma spilling from the air from time to time, some people might think that this is a clumsy science fiction movie shooting scene.

"Asshole, that's enough, I've lost my patience."

After several confrontations, Fuhu, who was hiding in the air, seemed to realize that he could not solve the problem in his current state, so he no longer chose to hide, but chose to take the initiative to reveal his true body.

Above the sky, a ghost-like figure was seen controlling the sky.

This figure was wearing a blue-black cassock, and was holding an eye-catching soul-gathering black flag. Under the black flag's block, most of the attack of the thousands of long tongues of Xuetun was resolved.

Looking at the old zombie standing alone in the void like a ghost, Xuetun roared: "You bald donkey, today is the day your body will be shattered into pieces."

"Who gave you the courage?" Fuhu Zombie roared, his cassock not moving in the wind: "It seems that if I don't show some real skills, you don't even know how I humiliated you back then!"

Talking time!

The Fuhu zombie turned the soul flag in his hand.

As the soul flags rotated, more and more zombie monks emerged from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the entourage brought by Song Ziyu was surrounded.

"Old bald donkey, suffer death!"

Xuetun said no more, and the blood in his mouth struck at the Fuhu zombie in the air again with lightning speed.

However, although such an attack is still powerful, its effect is very limited.

The scarlet tongue has not yet arrived, but the black soul-calling flag in the hands of the Fuhu zombie rose up in the storm and quickly turned into a shield, blocking all the long tongue attacks.

"It's indecent to come back without reciprocating! ??????????????? Blood-swallowing old man, you can also take advantage of one of my tricks!"

The Fuhu zombie roared and roared in the air.

With a roar!

The two zombie monks who emerged from the soil suddenly rose up, and the sharp claws in their hands turned into blades and slashed directly at the base of Xuetun's tongue.

Good guy, I'm planning to pull out Xue Tu's tongue!

Faced with such an attack, Xuetun also reacted quickly.

The old zombie shook his robe with both hands, and two terrifying corpse claws were exposed!

Corpse claws shot out, piercing the two zombie monks directly through their bodies and lifting them up.

this moment!

Xuetun's figure is extremely majestic.

But Xuetun couldn't be happy.

This was obviously just Fuhu's trick.

Based on Xuetuan's understanding of Fuhu, this guy should be serious about it.

as expected!

While Xuetun was distracted to deal with the two zombie monks jumping over, the soul flag in Fuhu's hand in the green and black cassock shook, and he smashed it down covering Xuetun's head and face.

When the soul flag is stretched out, there are gusts of cold wind, and when it is closed, it is like a thick and hard steel bar.

At this time, the steel bars were smashed down, with the power of a crouching tiger and an Arhat subduing a ferocious beast.

This stick... seemed to have the power to freeze the world. The old blood-swallowing zombie stood there, unable to move.

As a last resort, Xuetun could only take this sap.

To say which Buddhist skill is the best, it must be the stick method of guarding the home and protecting the courtyard.

This stick contains the laws of space, and when it falls, it has the power to create the world.