Chapter 151 Selection of the number of tasks, the cocoon in the center of the blood sea
I can't bear it!
"Ding, the group leader does not have the strength to participate in this mission."
"puff!"
The voice of the chat group rang out, and she felt like her little heart had been stabbed.
Isn’t it strong enough? Treat it like I didn’t say it before.
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Zombie world, in a mountain range.
The ground was covered with flesh and blood, and corpses were scattered everywhere.
The air is filled with the smell of blood.
And in the center of this piece of flesh and blood, there is a huge deep pit, which is full of scarlet blood. Above the blood is a scarlet cocoon, which is constantly absorbing the death energy, evil spirit and the poison in the blood in this space. energy.
The seemingly endless energy of flesh and blood poured into the cocoon. As time passed, the cocoon slowly sounded like the beating of a heart.
Until a moment, as if I sensed something, the cocoon began to tremble violently, and a cold, emotionless line of sight in the center of the cocoon looked in one place as if it could penetrate the space.
"Has my existence been discovered?"
"According to its explanation, this world with almost dissipated aura does not have strong people who can discover me."
"The child of fortune in this world?"
"interesting."
"Unfortunately, discovery does not mean the ability to resist."
"You are destined to die in my hands and become my strength."
"Then kill all the lives in this world and strengthen myself... By then my strength should be able to break through."
"Demon Ancestor...I am the chosen one who is destined to surpass you."
"I will use my strength to tell you who is the true king of the demon clan!"
As if he thought of something, the scarlet cocoon began to beat violently, and a terrifying power erupted from the cocoon. Countless blood lights spread around. The trees, flowers and plants outside the radius were touched by the blood light, as if The life force was sucked away and it withered instantly.
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The oldest god-slayer: "Were you not chosen?"
The oldest god-killer: "Looks like we have to wait for the next time."
Marquis Vauban looked at the names of the three group members with a little regret in his eyes.
But if it were these three people, he would have no objection.
Holy Guardian Left Wing: "@naturalson, I am looking forward to your power."
Not only Angel Yan, but almost all the members of the chat group are curious about Bai Xuan's strength. Although Bai Xuan has never shown his strength, from what he said about his ability, if there are no lies mixed into it, his strength Absolutely unexpectedly powerful.
It is precisely because of this that they want to see Bai Xuan's strength even more.
The power of [Natural Authority]... I don’t know how much this time traveler can force out.
Boil Dagu into soup: "I was actually chosen."
Boil Dagu into soup: "Don't worry, Uncle Jiu, nothing will happen to you with me in your world."
Holy Lord: "I hope that demon can give me some surprises."
Holy Lord: "If it's too weak, it won't be interesting."
Lin Fengjiao: "......If possible, I still think it would be better for him to be weaker."
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
If the strength is too strong, the residual power of the battle will be greater, and it is likely to cause heavy casualties.
He didn't want the people to get hurt because of this.
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"Kacha."
"Kacha."
"Kacha."
A crisp sound like a withered branch being trampled to pieces rang in the air, and in the night, a figure walked slowly in the darkness.
There seemed to be only one voice in this space, and there was no sound at all except for the noise caused by his walking.
