It turned into black mist and disappeared directly into the zombies in the fairy city.
The golden-armored corpses originally stood in the fairy city like statues.
At this time, he came back to life directly.
One by one, they strode away.
Finally, finally...!
The Lord of the Lizardmen World saw the hope of victory. The Lizardmen with burning blood seemed to be invincible, and all of them were rated as emperors.
The most terrifying thing is the defense and the incomparable power.
They had almost no money to spend, so they eliminated the madmen and quickly narrowed the encirclement.
Although, burning the bloodline is tantamount to destroying the future potential of the lizardman's small world.
But now, can you care?
Just winning is enough.
This became the only thought of the Lord of the Lizardman Small World.
When one of your own dies in battle and is reborn, the corpse will be transformed into the original source, absorbed by the world, and strengthened.
When someone from another world dies here, the body is still swallowed up by the world and becomes its original source.
Therefore, no matter who dies between us and the enemy, his world will be benefited.
This is equivalent to having an obvious home court advantage.
However, Lizardman Little World doesn't care about these at all, he only cares about driving them out.
Otherwise, you will lose your own world and everything will be over.
After so many days of suffering, the small world surrounding him became his only thought.
As long as you can drive out the enemy, any idea of developing the big world is bullshit. You must seal off your own small world at all costs.
He was afraid, he was very afraid.
So now the sudden turn of events and advantages made him extremely excited.
All losses are acceptable.
Should have won.
Yes, we will definitely win.
Burning Bloodline, unexpectedly, can reach the imperial level evaluation.
After so many days of suffering, he didn't even want to think about accidents, he only thought about victory.
However, reality cannot be changed by his will.
A large number of golden-armored zombies jumped out from the fairy city.
It fell to the ground like a cannonball, making big craters, but no one was injured.
These golden-armored zombies got up and started killing in all directions with the fairy city in the sky as the center.
Soon, they were greeted by the overwhelming lizard people.
boom!
The lizard man's blood was burning at this time and could not last long, and he seemed to have lost his mind. However, due to his animal instinct, he seemed to feel the strength of the enemy and did not hesitate.
Pull out the tail.
This is their strongest attack method.
This prevents the golden-armored zombies from getting too close.
With a crackling sound, it was sent flying dozens of meters and hit heavily everywhere.
The Lord of the Lizardman World was originally worried because of the appearance of these monsters, but seeing how vulnerable he was, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, soon, the golden-armored zombies climbed up from the ground and rushed towards the giant lizard without any injuries.
"I!"
The Lord of the Lizardman World almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
The going up and down was so torturous.
"hehe!"
This method will not work.
Seeing the opponent's methods, there is no way to restrain the burning of the lizardman's blood.
Here, the Lizard God smiled. After all, he was a bumpkin from a small world. Even if he was lucky enough to obtain a giant spiritual weapon, his methods were limited.
Immediately, without staying behind, the giant lizard behind him roared, and its figure dimmed by three points.
At this time, the Lizard God consumed 30% of his power without hesitation.
Because of the mission, in this small world of lizard people, not only can the true spiritual clone of the lizard god not be able to contact the main body, but its power is also used less.
Now I have used 30% directly, and after adding the previous ones, it is already only half.
But the effect.
That is, all the people with lizardman blood in this world burned their blood and attacked the fairy city from all directions, dozens of times more than before.
Those zombies were pretty good, but only numbered ten thousand.
Unless there are more than ten times the number, don't even think about blocking it.
Lizard God believes that the other party does not have that much.
After all, he is the master of a small world.
Of course, if there is, it doesn't matter.
Wouldn’t you think that an extremely powerful lizard god consumes 30% of his power just to stimulate the explosive potential of the Burning Lizardman bloodline?
That would be wrong.
When all these lizardmen burn their blood, they will be in the final stage, and that will be his real backup plan.
All the bloodline power, all the burning bloodline power in this world, will condense together and explode into a half-step transformation into a god.
Giant spiritual weapon? That is obviously a fairy city with defensive capabilities.
So what if you can block the attack of the Avatar.
In this small world, half a step to becoming a god is enough.
No need to break.
With one blow, the world's instinct will inevitably explode with all its strength.
In order to protect yourself, you will risk your life at the risk of death.
Immortal City, with a radius of hundreds of miles around, must be excluded by the instinct of the world, including his half-step to become a god.
Therefore, he has been separated from the 30% of the power consumed.
Everything is as set.
So in the end, what does the lizard tail that condenses the burning blood and transforms into a god in half a step have to do with himself?
This is a method only available in the big world.
Afterwards, I won.
Although this true spirit clone has consumed half of its power, it is easy to recover as long as the core returns.
Compared to the innate bloodline of that small world, everything is worth it.
As for the loss of this small world? It has to be reduced to at least one level. It will be difficult to recover, but what does it have to do with myself?
It's better if the loss is big. Next time, you can still look for yourself.
After all, there was one master, one pair, two innate bloodlines, which made him very excited.
If you get them all, haha...!
He thinks very well.
In fact, this is also true.
The golden-armored zombie on Xiaodao's side has unparalleled defense. If the zombie claws can exert their full power, they will be enough to threaten the giant lizard.
However, the defense is just that, the attack effect is not obvious, just because you dare not use all your strength, otherwise the world will instinctively reject you, and the attack will come immediately.
If you don’t know whether the enemy is dead or not, you are doomed.
As for those lizardmen with burning blood, they are obviously protected by the authority of the Lord of the World. There is no big problem in using their power across borders to a certain extent.
Even so, each golden-armored zombie can barely hold back the enemy for a few points.
But the problem is that the number of lizardmen rushing up suddenly increased by more than ten times.
All are burning blood.
This battle will probably destroy the bloodline of players in this world.
One move back to before liberation.
But because of this, the zombies couldn't stop the power of the explosion.
The lizardmen were approaching rapidly from all directions, and the encirclement circle was getting smaller and smaller.
There are ninety-nine lines of defense in the fairy city, which should be able to block it.
But is it useful? These lizardmen can explode with power beyond the limits of the world.
If so many people break out, the fairy city will not be able to stop them.
And it's too close. If you think about it with your buttocks, these lizardmen are all cannon fodder. The world's instinctive rejection will drag down the fairy city and be excluded together.
Moreover, the fairy city will be marked by the instinct of the world and will never be able to enter this world again.
However, the zombies couldn't be stopped, the madman sacrificed quickly, and the machine puppets numbered in the tens of thousands, but they couldn't be stopped either, so the reluctant delay was of no avail.
Densely packed.
All the players, natives, and Tao soldiers in this entire small world of lizardmen all have burning blood.
The power that gathered together in a small world exploded, densely packed, squeezing and rapidly shrinking the territory conquered by the knife.
Getting closer and closer to the fairy city, getting closer and closer.
They had already cut off contact with the lizard god. Such an explosion would damage the small world, and the small world's instinctive rejection would not contact the lizard god.
Therefore, the Lizard God can no longer control these blood-burning cannon fodder.
There is no need to contact you because everything is set up.
Closer, closer, within the implicated range, the lizardman bloodline will burst out, and together they will form a half-step god-level strike, covering a hundred miles in radius.
You can't defeat the fairy city, but you can severely damage the small world.
Even if both the enemy and us are not dead, they will be violently repulsed and attacked by the instinct of the world. Regardless of all the marks of the enemy and ourselves, they will never be able to enter this small world again.
With such a heavy blow, these players are all doomed, marked as useless, and will never be reborn in this small world.
But, it doesn’t matter to me, the Lizard God, haha!
He even laughed inwardly with schadenfreude.
The opponent, the lucky bumpkin, has no other means except this giant spiritual weapon, haha.
However, I am really curious.
In this struggle for hegemony between small worlds, even if he obtains a giant spiritual weapon? How can he bring it into this small world?
Watching the other party release a large number of machine puppets in vain, consuming their resources in vain, but they can only delay it, which does not help at all.
This kind of loss is not small for the small world, and the opponent is obviously at the end of his game.
over time,
Closer, closer.
not good.
His expression suddenly changed.
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Because as a large number of lizardmen approached.
The knife finally struck again.
He stretched out his hand and took a small bloody gourd in his hand.
Yes, he has used this thing before.
Spiritual weapon, blood-transforming gourd.
After borrowing and repaying last time, Daozi came forward and naturally borrowed it.
After all, there has been a stalemate here for a long time, how could Xiaodao not be prepared.
Spiritual weapons, blood-transforming gourds, have limited effect against machine puppet beasts and the like.
But it is miraculous when dealing with flesh and blood.
Especially when the blood vessels are stimulated and burned, and each lizardman's skin becomes red and blood oozes, and he cannot control it.
Just deliver food to the Blood Gourd.
Even the blood gourd is suppressed by the instinct of the world.
The blood-transforming gourd appears, and the knife communicates with the spirit of the weapon.
If you don't take action, use it. If you take action, use all your strength.
Because I am worried that the opponent is from the big world after all, and may not be able to check and balance.
Directly under the control of the weapon spirit, the blood gourd sprayed out a large amount of blood mist, and the blood mist enveloped the entire fairy city.
The players who suppressed the various formation nodes in the fairy city felt invisible pressure and were frightened.
The blood all over the body seemed to be out of control and wanted to spurt out from the pores.
"As expected, he is a demon and likes to devour the Lord." Xiao Dao sighed with emotion.
What's more, he is not its master yet, and his strength is so weak.
The knife turned into a small transparent gourd with a slap, and the power of the giant spiritual weapon in the fairy city emanated.
Immediately, the pressure of the players was relieved.
Of course, even if the magic weapon and the weapon spirit are bloodthirsty, this is instinct, but there is no wisdom.
As long as the knife doesn't explode with full force, it won't bite the owner.
This will only happen if you explode with all your strength.
Now the knife explodes with full force.
Blood mist erupted from everything and enveloped the interior.
Only inside the fairy city can Xiao Dao be confident that the powerful opponent will not find out.
If it could be discovered, the other party would probably have an immortal, and there would be no need to fight. It would be impossible to persist until now.
As the surroundings became denser, the enemies in the entire small world were getting closer and closer, just when Xiao Dao was about to take action.
The Blood Bat King became restless.
Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, what a guy.
This opportunity?
As a spiritual pet, he uses the methods of the Five Heavenly World.
There is also a system, and the Blood Bat King is not worried about betrayal.
Therefore, this Blood Bat King, who is barely half-step into the Sixth Level of Divine Transformation, possesses a trace of the power of Divine Transformation, which is his incomplete magical power.
Xiao Dao has long thought about cultivating it to become a god, which would be more convenient to use than a spiritual weapon.
After all, he is a real thug and does not need to provide energy support himself.
However, even if you analyze, deduct in personal space, and search in the five-day world, it is not that there is no way, but it is not easy, and the probability is low.
If you have this skill, you might as well think of a way to improve yourself and achieve a breakthrough.
As a result, now, the Blood Bat King, who was hiding in the fairy city and one of the back-up men, became agitated because of the blood mist raging in the fairy city, and instinctively sensed the opportunity for the perfection of the great supernatural power.
How can this keep Xiao Dao from being moved?
However, he dare not touch the blood mist now.
Otherwise, the magic weapon should be lost, and the blood-transforming gourd will inevitably riot.
In this case, if you are not the original owner, forcing yourself to do so will hurt both parties.
Even if you rely on the fairy city to suppress it, there is no way to explain the damage to the blood-transforming gourd.
What's more, if they really want to riot, they will definitely not hold back. It will drag down the fairy city and be ostracized by this world's mark, and it will be attacked by the world too early.
So the knife can only appease the Blood Bat King.
At this time, the blood mist in the blood-transforming gourd was released, and the blood-transforming gourd became completely transparent.
And it became agitated. If this kind of all-out effort lasted for a while and the knife didn't do any good, the blood gourd would definitely riot.
Without the soothing essence and blood of thousands of five realms, even the original owner would have a headache.
This is a taboo that the original owner has repeatedly stated.
So Xiao Dao didn't hesitate and slapped the spiritual weapon to turn it into a blood gourd.
All the blood mist that covered the fairy city suddenly roared crazily in all directions.
Even if it doesn't break through the world's limits, its power is far beyond what the Wangui Banner can match.
Moreover, when the power is suppressed, the range is greater than the full power of the explosion.
In an instant, with Fairy City as the center, it spread and engulfed a large area around it.
At this time, the blood-transforming gourd that explodes with full force will be swallowed by all the relatives, regardless of whether you are one of our own.
Unfortunately, he has no love for zombies, machine puppets, and Yin Shen players.
Therefore, within the spread range of the blood mist, the only living flesh and blood was there, and the giant lizard, whose blood could not be controlled and was burning and seeping out of its pores, was in bad luck.
In an instant, blood all over the body spurted out from the pores uncontrollably.
Integrated into the blood mist.
What's even more terrifying is that the blood mist seeped into the body along the pores. Their bodies melted rapidly and turned into blood mist. The bones left behind were all rotten and lost their essence, as if they had been dead for thousands of years. When stepped on,
