Grab the trough, it can be said to be a traditional art that has been passed down from generation to generation on the empty island.

It’s not that the abilities shown by the maid snake are too poor, nor that the tomb-controlling beast is so strong that it is unreasonable, but that it’s that it’s not easy to survive, but that it’s too fucking hunger and hunger are really too terrifying to the torture of any alienated blood unit. There’s no such thing as his talent, and the years are peaceful, but he’s just that he’s full and has no worries.

The empty island, like a living creature, subtly infects all the remains including the main body of the snake and the sky island. The tragic tentacle roots of the tomb-controlling beasts also adhere to the advanced guiding principle that eating is self-healing, tentacles that break into pieces form a team of thousands of pupae pupae, launching the ugliest charge of any part of the snake, cross sections, mucus, flesh and mud, and vein fibers evenly past the surface of every wound on the snake in the red and evil posture, unscrupulously carrying out deep body fluid exchanges that are eroded and unforgettable...

Of course, we usually define and emphasize this behavior seriously as blood infestation for alienated blood creatures.

For any level of alienated bloodline creature, this meticulous deep communication can constitute the standard of bloodline infestation, and this is undoubtedly an unbearable disaster. Even if the servants of fate are still the same, it is just that the back doors left by the servants of fate can usually have additional bloodline stability and the possibility of back-retrieving the file in various senses.

The mama snake never expected that the tomb-controlling beast would be so crazy that it was so outrageous that the opponent's blood power was infecting and defiling its body in the most brutal and arrogant manner through the exposed wound surface, like a tsunami. The blood was not blood, and the spread of this imperfect blood power could only be overtaken by the blood, and even if it was just a contact, it was already dirty.

The snake may not be able to understand what the concept of the servant of fate is, but out of life instinct, it definitely knows what the amount of blood pollution is. This thing is just running wildly for the death of the same demise. It is a urging person who burns itself and forces others to illuminate others: I am dead and I want to live.jpg

The snake is crazy.

It is directly stressed by the terrorist acts such as tomb-suppressing beasts.

The body, which had not yet healed, twisted violently like a return to the light, turned a blind eye to Li Cang's sea of ​​burning wind and fire, and tried to get rid of the vast tentacles of the tomb-controlling beasts but failed. It started dancing wildly like an oversized jellyfish, and the metal steam with an outrageous temperature and a certain degree of corrosion spread again.

This time, its target was no longer the tomb-controlling beast or Li Cang, but the lazy floating land blocks they planted.

These land blocks are extremely hard and still have some undefined floating rules and subordinate authority. They seem to have any important significance to the snake, so that it carries and protects them from beginning to end. But now, the timi rabbit is still biting people when it is anxious, right?

The ice and snow on the floating land melted and were engulfed and digested by the tail structure of each fungal vein of the snake. It can be seen from the naked eye that the snake's fragmented body was coated with a vivid and lively energy force field.

Buzz ~

The force field isolates the physical hard connection of the tomb-suppressing beast, isolates Li Cang's sea of ​​burning wind and fire, and isolates the floating force field of the dog Kun.

The maid snake soared into the sky, and billions of mycelium-like structures unfolded behind its big black bull-like head, forming a wonder of spiders and spiders in the sky.

Then, a clear and crisp sound of shattering rose from the body of the mama snake with a more terrifying and familiar momentum.

A touch of green and moving green cast clear shadows from the depths of the head, turning the body of the snake into translucent. This seductive light seemed to have the ability to lure the fall. Even the tomb-suppressing beast stared at the color, and was addicted to it and there was no movement for the time being.

As the greenness passes through and infects every inch of the blood vessels in the snake's body, its life definition begins to shift or even rewritten. This process can be clearly "see" in Li Cang's three-phase anchorage. In the outline projected by the snake, the scarlet red that represents the deepest level of vitality begins to fade into the blood vessels and turns into a dirty, chaotic, deep, black light wrapped in blurred crimson purple glow.

At the same time, the shape of the macaque snake has also changed.

Originally, the head-heavy body is like a sperm... emmm... like a full-hearted matte balloon, the head-heavy body is like a giant RNA chain that starts transcription and self-programming.

The mycelium-like ends behind me that they did not begin to differentiate until they were responsible for linking the floating land blocks, woven into the bone frame of the back half of the body with some strange rhythm. This seems to be a structure similar to a multi-legged octopus, first with a waist vein, and then connected with millions of dense tentacles, or not tentacles, but with a large number of grate-shaped wing profiles.

"Mom Xipi!" Li Cang was holding a big wand, feeling annoyed and distressed, his eyes rippled: "Is he so childish? Is he self-exploding his seeds?"

Really explosive.

The so-called seeds of Li Cang are alienation and bloodlines, and are the source of power to carry Du Niu’s mother’s love and spy on the same way as Dao Mei. In theory, this thing should actually be the prototype of Du Niu’s chaotic interval ecological prototype.

He definitely has a good reason to have a terminal association or send it after the explosion, and it should be 12 hours that are exactly the same as the countdown to the bloodline disintegration of the tomb-suppressing beast with the Knife Girl.

However, this is not a self-destruction.

According to Li Cang's conjecture and experience, ecological seeds cannot exist alone and only sprout in the body of a vassal of transforming and alienated bloodlines like the vassal. It needs to rely on a set of empty island system with unknown essence but must have established rules and authority as the basis for reproduction. Otherwise, it will inevitably fall into a dangerous, self-digested self-digested dilemma like the Zerg who are cleared by the wild walls and the magician himself.

"(눈_눈), cough, I just had sex~" Li Cang looked up at the sky with a melancholy forty-five degrees, and anger and jade-like emotion began to spread. "You Uncle Cang just wanted to weigh your weight, but you repeatedly wanted to show you Uncle Cang's weight? What a beast!"

But whether it should be said or not, the performance of a macaque snake and an ecological seed that Du Niu has divided has reached such a terrible level. I really can't imagine how outrageous the original boarding place will be now. Du Shiniang can only sank the treasure chest in anger, but Du Zhenniang can use the hard truth of the sand pot big to prove that I am not only big but also small.

Youthful and frivolous!

At the beginning, I was really obsessed with the destiny of the prodigal women. Now, it’s good, the cycle of cause and effect is unhappy. Damn, I must find a way to do this girl!

but...

If you can witness the great cause of reincarnation of Du Ziniang's seed parasitic ecological cycle with your own eyes, 80% of it may seem that it would not be completely a loss?

Li Cang never fears the typical choice of choices. Why don’t you let the cabbage delivered to the door be given to you?

lady...
Chapter completed!