"Pfft!"
The sharp spear passed through the group of hesitant tentacles. Zheng Yuan's body curled up slightly and passed through the only flaw. Before the tentacles could react, Zheng Yuan passed through the jungle woven by death.
The fatal bodily fluids stained Zheng Yuan's naked upper body and the wounds that had not yet healed. Zheng Yuan could feel the loss of sensation in that area, as well as the feeling as if he was flying into the sky, and his brain was about to go blank, but he had a firm will and severe discomfort. Let Zheng Yuan stay awake.
With eyes wide open, Zheng Yuan approached the extremely dirty octopus, which had shrunk a hundred times. Zheng Yuan was standing on top of the extremely dirty octopus. His body spun around in thin air, raised the ice spear high, tensed his body into a bow, and then slashed down!
There were no fancy special effects, the flames were entwined, and the white air filled the air. Only the muscles that represented strength were tensing, and the air that was pulled away exploded, making a sharp sound. But long before the sound came out, Zheng Yuan had already appeared. Underneath the most filthy octopus.
Zheng Yuan was half kneeling on the ground, holding a spear with both hands to support his shaky body. The nearest tentacle behind his back was only one centimeter away from Zheng Yuan. He only needed to move a little further forward to win the victory of the extremely dirty octopus, but this short distance of one centimeter was so small. Time is an unbridgeable gap.
The tentacles seemed to be frozen, still in mid-air. The next second, the still extremely dirty octopus started to move. On its smooth head, the blood line cracked, and a drop of blood slowly flowed out. The eyes of the extremely dirty octopus were still filled with tears. The feelings of resignation and unwillingness slowly closed, and then a waterfall of dark bodily fluids burst out, falling like rain.
The body of the extremely dirty octopus has a structure similar to that of a slime. It has almost no fatal parts and heals quickly. However, even such a body must have control nerves that control its actions.
The original control nerves were located in every corner of the extremely dirty octopus. Compared with its huge body, it was extremely small and difficult to hit. However, after Zheng Yuan's weakening, the lack of flesh allowed the control nerves to gather in the final body. Zheng Yuan's final One blow destroyed the extremely dirty octopus's nerves.
Zheng Yuan, who controlled the top of the ice spear to bloom and turned the ice spear into an ice umbrella, stood up slowly like a rusty machine. His breathing was now lighter, and his body was like chewed sugar cane.
But he was like this, but he didn't know where the strength came from to support him to stand up. Holding an ice umbrella, Zheng Yuan stumbled forward, his pupils dimmed, blood streaked across his atrophied muscles, and in the black Ripples dripped from the small pool, and the long black and white hair was draped behind her back, with the tip almost hanging to the ground.
"The secondary arm that is not suitable for attack...under this whole inedible strong body...the only edible part...how delicious will it be... .Woolen cloth?"
In this empty body, only this simple appetite echoes in the void. Although the vision is blurred and the body is almost unconscious, the appetite is burning in the blank mind, driving the empty mind. The body moves forward again.
"Amazing!"
In the distance, Xiang Ling, who was forced to retreat again and again by the aftermath of the battle, said in shock. Her palms were covered with sweat from nervousness. She could not even see clearly the battle between Zheng Yuan and the extremely dirty octopus. It only lasted less than ten minutes. The battle is over, and the price?
Xiang Ling looked at the ruins of at least thirty square kilometers in front of her. The ground was broken like tiles. The town where she had lived for decades was in ruins. The precious place full of laughter and laughter disappeared before Xiang Ling's eyes. , but Xiang Ling didn't feel sad at all. Unbelievable joy came to her heart. She clasped her hands tightly and had tears in her eyes.
Between the ruins, dark body fluids gathered into small pools one after another, exuding a sweet and dizzying smell. Broken ice crystals were scattered on the ground, and a few ice-blue transparent shadows were scattered on the ground. Reluctantly swaying on the broken limbs of the extremely dirty octopus.
In the middle of the battlefield, a tall man was holding a long ice spear. His long snow-white hair mixed with black was draped over his broad back muscles. The bloodstains on his body were like tattoos, and the distinct muscles were a little thin. The edges have a silky texture.
He was panting softly, like an engine on the verge of collapse, as if it would fall apart if it was any more violent.
Xiang Ling carefully avoided the black pool on the ground and the icy blue shadow that seemed beautiful but made her feel creepy. The slender fish tail flapped on the ground, making a snapping sound.
"Zheng Yuan, are you okay?"
Xiang Ling asked softly from behind Zheng Yuan. She was happy and sad at the same time. She looked at Zheng Yuan's back and her face turned red. All kinds of complex emotions were intertwined and fermented in her heart, but she didn't notice that a few black blood vessels spread up her slender neck.
"Fortunately, I can't...die for the time being."
Zheng Yuan's eyes were dizzy, and his greedy appetite hit Zheng Yuan's reason like a tide. He barely restrained himself and responded intermittently.
"That's... great."
The dark blood vessels spread straight to the corners of her eyes, Xiang Ling's neat and white jade teeth became sharp, and her tail became pitch black. She was a little taller, but thinner. She didn't seem to feel anything strange about herself, she just felt that she was much more excited. .
The extremely filthy octopus seemed to be really dead. The only remaining remains lay motionless on the ground. Even Zheng Yuan stepped on its tentacles and was indifferent.
Zheng Yuan obviously leaned forward with the spear, and the tail of the spear poked the tentacles of the extremely dirty octopus. Her expression changed from behind to zero, with enthusiasm and pain alternating on her face.
His eyes became increasingly blank, and Zheng Yuan's breathing gap became longer and longer. Emptiness occupied every corner of his body, and even the spear in his hand became a bit heavier, so Zheng Yuan couldn't help but stop his progress and wanted to take a breath.
It was at this moment, when the spear stopped, that the filthy octopus, which had collapsed to the ground with its huge eyes half-opened and half-closed, suddenly burst out, its flesh exploded, and its absent-minded eyes regained their luster. Dark bodily fluids shot out in all directions, like a black curtain covering Zheng Yuan. Behind the black curtain, a pink streak, controlled by an extremely filthy octopus, shot towards Zheng Yuan.
As if she was shocked by the extremely filthy octopus, Xiang Ling, whose expression was constantly changing, trembled, calmed down, and rushed towards Zheng Yuan. Her white and slender fingers grew sharp black nails at some point.
"puff!"
The hard object penetrated the body, and scarlet blood spread into the sky and fell on Zheng Yuan's face. The blank vision was awakened by scarlet.
