Chapter 618 Drool
The devil whispered in Centipede's ear, and its body trembled suddenly, frozen in place, not daring to move.
But Chen Ling sniffed carefully, and it seemed that the aroma did not come from the shadow centipede. Although the meat chicken was also very fragrant, the smell he smelled was dozens of times more fragrant than this, and it was able to stir his heartstrings. That kind of aroma.
When Chen Ling thought about riding this cock, she could only hold back her greed for the time being and looked up at the thick rock formations above.
"This smell...could it come from above?"
Chen Ling swallowed.
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surface.
Wang Jincheng struggled to sit up from the pool of blood, his face pale from the severe pain all over his body.
At this time, several Fushenge members had also reached the two bishops, but without being able to use Shinto, the strength they could exert was extremely limited.
They are not like Wang Jincheng, the owner of the powerful Shinto. Even if they cannot use the Shinto, their physical fitness is very strong, and they can withstand the head-on collision of the disaster rhinoceros without dying... The skills of these owners of the Qing Shinto are more exaggerated than the others. , but the physical strength is weak and average, and there is no comparison between the Hebing Shinto and the Power Shinto.
The cardinal was alone, and with astonishing speed, he flashed in front of these Fushenge members and punched them in the throat at will. The latter's Adam's apple instantly shattered and flew backwards for more than ten meters like a sandbag.
Several low-ranking Fusheng-e members lost their breath on the spot after struggling hard for a moment.
"The supreme savior of Jiangtian... the supreme savior of Jiangtian... the supreme savior of Jiangtian..." The chants of Jiangtian believers echoed around, with a hint of weirdness in their piety, and as their voices grew louder and louder... Loud and loud, the sighing wind began to turn cold and biting.
It's not that Wang Jincheng didn't want to step forward to stop him, but he was injured too seriously. If the power of Shen Dao hadn't transformed his body into something powerful enough, he might have turned into a corpse like the others... He stood weakly on the kneeling red wave. However, it was difficult to move even half a step.
As the miscellaneous fish that disrupted the situation were gradually cleared away, the second cardinal standing in the center of the wave also took out a short knife and cut the wrists of his hands.
Scarlet blood gushes out from his hairy arms like a fountain, intertwining with the surging sea of blood beneath his feet!
The next moment, the red smoke rising around him suddenly solidified a bit more!
The concentration of Red Star breath contained in the body of a bishop is not comparable to that of other ordinary believers. He alone is worth the combined breath of more than a dozen people. As he actively releases his blood, this decoy bonfire aimed at "destroying the world", Burning!
A gaze seemed to be attracted by the aura here, passing through the gray world and landing on the surging sea of blood.
well--
The hurricane lingered in everyone's ears, and the faint sigh seemed to be approaching.
"Oops..." Yang Muquan felt the oppressive gaze, and his heart thumped. He was entangled with several high-level disasters and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky. Under the leaden clouds, a huge The intersection point is slowly opening up silently.
This gray world intersection is larger than all existing intersections in the world of mortals, and it is still expanding. If the intersection that can allow sixth or even seventh-level disasters to pass through is about the size of a playground, then at this moment This intersection is as huge as a whole bird's nest, imprinted on the sky!
"They actually attracted the attention of 'Destruction'?" There was no color on Wang Jincheng's face.
According to this posture, it is only a matter of time before the Jiangtian Cultists will lead the [Relief] Disaster here... If it really comes, unless Lord Hongchen wakes up, no one in this realm can really stop it.
Wang Jincheng took a deep breath, clenched his hands in the pool of blood tightly, gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, stumbling forward, his eyes filled with the perseverance of burning a boat.
Seeing that Wang Jincheng was still alive, another cardinal's eyes flashed with murderous intent and he walked towards him.
In the sighing wind, two figures came closer...
Urticaria-like scarlet knelt on both sides of their figures, chanting loudly like war drums, sounding in the wind.
"The Supreme Jiangtian Savior of the World..."
"The supreme savior of Jiangtian... the supreme savior of Jiangtian..."
"..."
"The scarlet master who mocks the abyss...the formless king who mocks fate
Suddenly, a strange and hoarse voice was mixed in with the chanting of the Jiangtian cultivators, and sounded from between the two of them.
They were stunned at the same time.
The blood-soaked soil between the two people suddenly began to squirm slightly. The next moment, a shadow centipede larvae emerged from the ground, revealing half of its strange and strange head, staring at the cardinal with its head.
The shadow centipede's mouthparts opened like a human's, and it repeated:
"The scarlet master of the ghostly abyss;"
"The formless king who plays with fate
"?" The cardinal's eyes were filled with confusion.
boom--! ! !
The next moment, the ground beneath their feet exploded, and a huge black shadow like a building broke out from the depths of the ground. Segments of limbs surged toward the sky so fast that they could not even see the end!
This sudden change left everyone present stunned.
"Is this... the disaster of the 'Ghost Mocking Abyss'? How could it appear here?" Wang Jincheng frowned unconsciously.
The shadow centipede that first shot up into the sky meandered around in mid-air, and finally its huge head lowered towards the bloody wave... Only then did everyone see clearly that there were two more rays on the top of the shadow centipede's head. figure.
A man stood in front wearing a blood-stained red opera robe, with a broken and dented head. He wore a pitch-black mask on his face, a pair of scarlet eyes curved playfully, and the corners of his mouth raised exaggeratedly into a grin. The base of the ears, just looking at them, makes people's hair stand on end.
Behind him, stood quietly a girl in a black dress, holding a half-remembered head in her hands, her hazy black hair fluttering in the wind, like a respectful and mysterious attendant.
The appearance of these two people caused the brains of everyone except the 9 of Hearts and Clubs to freeze for a moment... There was actually a person standing on Calamity's head? ?
It has never been possible for disasters and humans to coexist, and they could feel that this shadow centipede was of a high rank. How could it be possible for humans to stand on top of it, and even lower its head to allow the other person to walk off the ground?
Cardinal, Wang Jincheng, Yang Muquan, and other members of Fu Sheng Hui who were eager to come, all focused their attention on the red opera robe above Shadow Centipede's head...
He raised his head slightly, sniffed the air, and his Adam's apple rolled.
A strand of crystal saliva drooped from under the mask...