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Chapter one hundred and sixty-ninth fortunately not humiliated

There was no so-called temptation at all. The battle entered a white-hot stage from the beginning. Qinggu, who had already fallen into a state of madness, no longer cared about himself. He looked like a wild beast, waving his gloomy bone claws frantically, and the attack continued, forming a whistling and blocking claw shadow.

But corpse centipede is not a fancy dress. Even if it is bloated, it still barely keeps up with the movements and tries to strangle the enemy with its size. Once it is touched, its hands, feet and even its head will tightly entangle the enemy, wrap around the opponent, until it cruelly crushes the enemy into its body.

I saw dust flying in the ruins, two figures that collided violently like primitive beasts were fighting wildly, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, extremely tragic. Of course, most of these were the flesh and blood of corpse centipedes, and the blood-stained green bones seemed even more evil.

At first glance, the corpse centipede seemed to be in a disadvantage of being beaten and could only rely on its strong recovery ability to withstand it. The situation was not optimistic, but Wang Yuan, who was standing not far away, showed the corner of his mouth. It was too simple to think about leaving behind its masterpiece based on this point.

With one move, the more declining, the more exhausted, gradually, the more it was impossible to quickly take down the enemy. The violent state of Qinggu began to slide down, no longer as strong as before. The corpse centipede's body became slightly smaller, but it still maintained a relatively intact state, and the situation turned to a reversal.

After using the strange power of the right arm for a long time with high load, Qinggu's thoughts began to become more and more blurred. He gradually realized that the situation was not good. It would be undoubtedly unwise to continue to fight at this time. If the green mountains are left, you will not be afraid of no firewood. It is time to retreat!

But... when he thought of his partner's situation, he was in a dilemma.

Just in the flash of lightning, the corpse centipede, who had been passively beaten, grabbed the other party's trance opportunity, and instantly exploded, and his whole body rushed forward? He quickly entangled the enemy.

Immediately afterwards? Pale hands and feet grabbed Qinggu one by one, and even those heads opened their mouths to bite him? Full of resentment? I wanted to drag the living into the abyss of the dead, and squeeze his body without leaving any effort.

The inhuman pain made Qinggu’s consciousness, which was rarely awakened, fluctuated violently? Struggle hard, trying to break free from the constraints? But let him punch and kick? Even though his flesh and blood body was constantly shattering, the other party was still standing, but instead let out a low roar of excitement, trying to suppress the guy who had just beat him at all costs.

If reason still exists? Perhaps there is still a chance to break through? Unfortunately, the excessive pain seemed to be the last straw that crushed the camel. I saw that the seven orifices of the green bone were constantly leaving blood, and it was approaching the edge of dementia. I could not get rid of the steel palm that was tighter and tighter with just brute force.

Now there is only one thought left in his mind? Just hold on for a while, and hold on for a while? This is the motivation for him to struggle hard, so that he can support his cruel battle that can be called exploitation.

"The victory is decided!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuan couldn't help but clapped his palms? He was very satisfied. In his eyes, the winner was decided? The No. 1 experimental subject is a long-lasting type with stronger battles? Once he is dragged down by it? Unless a miracle happens, he will definitely die.

He was not surprised by this result. For granted, how could the old human beings who borrowed external objects be the opponent of such terrifying creatures?

The only pity is that God has already told me not to kill this person, otherwise, if you eat him in one bite and then sew it onto your body, No. 1's strength will probably increase!

"Um?"

Suddenly, I found that the guy's right bone arm was becoming more and more powerful. A vague green dark face covered his face, which was almost formed. Although he wanted to see and see, he came from the mission and could not act recklessly. Otherwise, if he messed up his plan, he would not be able to bear it.

"Take it away!"

The stimulation stopped, punched several times in a row, and knocked the green bone unconscious again. At this moment, the terrifying green aura that escaped from the bone arm paused, and then dissipated, completely losing movement. The corpse centipede gradually let go of his hands and feet, revealing the somewhat deformed figure that was squeezed and was squeezed.

Everything is very calm, there is no so-called explosive. If the result can be changed by just relying on will, then what else should I do?

At this moment, the fighting here has attracted many people, but when they saw the main owner, their faces changed. Not to mention anything else, the corpse centipede monsters made them feel oppressed.

What's more, no one in the God Cult knows what kind of luck this old man has had. He is the little hero in front of Lord God. Facing him wanting to leave, everyone immediately made way and showed a flattering smile, but no one dared to stop him.

Wang Yuan showed a very arrogant look at these peers and touched his beard. A group of people who could not obtain the true method were sad and lamentable. He was not qualified to face him. He always followed the adults, so he naturally had to be in line with his identity. It has to be said that power is something that can be easily changed by people.

Stepping on the head of the corpse centipede, dragging the unconscious spoils all the way back to the depths of the forbidden area, Wang Yuan immediately landed on the ground and walked, not daring to cross anything, and his face regained a look of awe.

When passing by a girl sitting at the door in a bored daze, then suddenly raised her head to look at his short-haired girl, Wang Yuan was shocked and almost pulled her beard off. He didn't dare to look at it anymore. His head was lowered even lower. He was so lucky that he encountered this monster here?

Well, which ant is this? I really want to eat it, there is a side dish next to me! I stared at this strange guy who broke in. She had forgotten that she had seen it several times. After all, does she need to care about what an ant looks like? Aren’t it all the same?

At this moment, Wang Yuan felt a heavy heart, as if facing some kind of terror. He could vaguely notice that the monster's eyes seemed to be on his back.

"My God, fortunately, I will not be humiliated!"

He noticed that the monster behind him slowly stood up, Wang Yuan said that his old bone could not withstand this pressure. When his legs were weak, he knelt directly on the ground and offered sacrifices with the opportunity.

"Yes, you... didn't disappoint me. Keep working hard and step back!"

At this moment, a buzzing sound rang out, and a ball of bone worms crawled out along the edge of the dark cracks underground, condensed a blurred face, replied indifferently, then turned into a solid bone palm, and couldn't wait to drag away the unconscious promotion material.

"yes!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuan was not surprised and immediately kowtowed and asked to leave. He glanced at the little monster who had squatted back to the corner at some point and turned into a good baby. He was shaking his beard with a trembling beard, patting No. 1, crawling in a low voice, and quickly took a walk.

He really has a psychological shadow about this monster. Every time he meets, if there is no adult present, he can vaguely feel that this guy... seems to want to eat him again.
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