In an instant, the blood mist of the big-headed baby spread out like a mushroom cloud with Li Cang as the center, and the flesh and blood were broken and the internal organs were clear.

Although it is not a business to go to the rush.

But being beaten is still a technical job.

It is not decent to take the magician who relies on counter-injury to pick up corpses, but there is really no better way. Anyway, there is no one I know or someone I know in this world, so you might as well be bolder.

The deep black silk threads blended with scarlet and pale white gradually spread from the center of the vortex. The big-headed doll is still a child of appropriate age. They will not ask where the black silk is there like some hairs, but only focus on the impact on the delicious bloody smell, including the compatriots.

Corpse life is a kind of bulk structure that is extremely poorly disciplined and psychological construction is equivalent to non-existent. It can gather safely and harmlessly here basically depends on the suppression of unknown corpse nests. Li Cang's behavior is no less than a shovel of strong catalysts in the high-pressure powder barrel that is about to explode. A small-scale commotion quickly led to an overall out-of-control tragedy.

The blood of Li Cang and the big-headed doll attracted more advanced corpse life around them. The rocky beach located in a narrow valley was quickly squeezed into a full climb, and then it rapidly evolved into a meat grinder with no return and no return, and the demons danced around.

Of course, there are also some particularly spiritual guys who turn up and leave. Li Cang's blood, my corpse life, my honey and evil spirits, have always been in a polarized state, all based on fate.

"Jigu~"

The center of the mushroom cloud and vortex made a strange noise. The three-phase power decayed, faded, and decayed, turning into dirty and grey ash, like pigments shattering in the water. Under the infestation, a strange shadow gradually stretched out, with its teeth and claws swaying and evil shapes, as hideous and terrifying as a demon crawling out of the underworld.

A touch of blackness gradually expanded, but in the blink of an eye, it covered the entire rocky beach, twisting illusoryly, but it was extremely realistic and carefully selected all the corpse-like lives above. Whether it was a big-headed doll or a small-headed father, whether it was down-to-earth or flying high altitude, his body moved with the shadows, and they all split into pieces after being torn apart, turned black and swallowed.

The rocky beaches that were shoulder to shoulder became sparse at a speed visible to the naked eye. The terrifying tearing of raw and peeling sounded through the valley. The power of the three phases was feeding back from each corpse-like life or disappearing area, and smoke was generated in white ground.

Such a boiling and influential life energy will naturally not be missed by the corpse tide. The will given by the corpse nest is useless. In the sky and the earth, endless corpse life gathers in endlessly into the valley like a pilgrimage.

Yes, this is the corpse-like rebellion.

The unilateral beating was basically over, and Li Cang was able to rest as he was free at this moment. He stood there like a piece of melted wax figure, waiting for the flesh and blood on his body to recover.

"It's really troublesome if you shouldn't make friends..."

Li Cang turned around and glanced at the direction of Xilin City. He drank wine together. It was already quite high for him. After all, except for Rao Qifang, who enjoyed teasing his eldest son, even the number of times Lao Wang Daleizi drank with him was extremely limited.

He grinned and took the magician's master to pat his butt from the cesspool. He stood up from the flesh and blood mill: "Is the standard so high? Isn't the original form yet?"

It seemed that I had noticed my father's dissatisfaction. The blurred edges and dark shadows suddenly put a layer of sharpening filter on myself. The sharp teeth, sharp claws, bones, and outfits became very abruptly clear.

【Deadly】

Race: Distorted life forms, traceability and alienation, servant of fate

Life:-1

Physical strength:x

Strength:x

Agile:x

Status: Threshold personality (rubbing)

Ability: Benevolence ends

Symbiosis: Group

[The mercy ends with the epidemic: the origin of kindness hostile holders will eventually make all the infections of the ulterior epidemic and the world line of origin]

This is the incomplete attribute panel that Li Cang unilaterally pulled down when he was shot by the Zerg in the end of his prayer period. Yes, the original translation of Xiaoduanzi is "The hostile holder of origin will eventually make the infection of Aiwuwu epidemic and all the infections will be attributed to the origin world line." That "kind" was a magician who thought that this kind of thing was not decent enough to appear in his attribute panel for compulsory purposes. It took 12 coins to add it, and only three characters were because Xiaoduanzi only allowed to modify three characters in the punctuation marks.

cough...

As the standard of taking the magician to have children becomes more extraordinary, the information that the little coin can give is becoming more obscure and difficult to understand. You will always bear the consequences, touch the underlying logic at any time, and you will always be killed and buried.

It is hard to describe whether this is the authority of the little coin or something, or the same sentence, this phenomenon has never been limited to the relevant wishes of the servants of fate. For example, from the full power transformation of Lao Wang's evil energy violent and painful stripping version to his super-burning wind-blown blood-burning dragon robe to Li Lace's sub-human storm incarnation. Once the power reaches a certain level, it seems that it will always be given certain uncontrollable factors, and it will usually be an ecological counter-revolution at the world line level.

Anyway...

The complete form of the Death is undoubtedly a 2D projection of the threshold personality, and it is given, but it is actually crawling from Li Cang to a certain poison of [天天]. Yes, it is not only the "basic" cancerous aberration, but the real Aber, which is very outrageous.

After all, this thing is an existence that even the magician is beyond reach. At that time, I didn’t get a whole thing, and I couldn’t take it down. Now I’m using it to make a little trick, but I can only helplessly support the storefront with [Listen Blood from the Knife].

(Note from the original attribute of Wu Wu: The poison is still taken by itself. In the name of poison, all non-female units are exempted from level-3. The concentration of alienated bloodline after poisoning is 17%, the degree of bloodline chaos is 30%, and the probability of bloodline collapse is 45%)

After the death is concrete, the form will no longer change.

As the corpse-like blood creatures disappeared like a quagmire, the three-phase power spreading on the black and substanceless surface became increasingly fierce. [Jiufeng] abnormal and anti-skill logic, which appeared first, seemed inevitable.

Li Cang rubbed his hands expectantly and looked around: "Come on, come on, my baby, come on dad, I miss you so much!"

A man who is carrying a weight cannot have a spine. A mature spine should master some human nature. The world line changes and blood strips are just weak. It can be weak. I have the vertebrae of your wizard. You have to stick your edge.
Chapter completed!