The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

"Fuck!"

Subconsciously throwing out an identification technique, Li Cang split open on the spot.

He never thought that such outrageous operations still exist. Isn’t it just a new type of garbage dumpling? There are dozens of hundreds of alienated bloodlines in the world every day. Anything that touches the underlying logic. Why is the underlying logic shallower than Pharaoh's eyelids?

Floating land is full of monsters of the chaotic wind-type monsters with weird looks that seriously exceed the recognition of normal creatures. These monsters are seriously lacking in dignity. They don't even have independent names like Xiaobizi treats other alienated bloodline creatures. It's just a [roll], full of malice, and there is no reminder that "the alienated blood creature was discovered and named by so-and-so". Those who don't know think that this thing is the name given by Xiaobizi himself. If it is not the current The scene is not suitable, and the subordinates on the floating land will definitely scold them for a long time.

Lao Wang was silent for a moment, and gave a rather pertinent evaluation with a strange expression——

[Craftsman Wang Master: If I understand correctly, Xiaobizi means that this thing is the product of you and Wang Shifei's bastard? 】

[Cang: Wait for the rank to rise!This thing doesn't have a label that can't be used for sacrifices and prayers! 】

[Craftsman Master Wang: Are you listening to Lao Tzu while you are riding the horse? 】

[Cang: God opened his eyes!I said that worshiping Lord Gyrfalcon cannot be done in vain!Is this the reason why the little coin bastards can't bear to see me lose too much and try to give me a way to recover my blood?Go, go, go, go so fast that their mother doesn't even know them! 】

[Crafter Master Wang: Their conjugated parents seem to be you and Wang Shifei? 】

【Li Leisi:.】

【Tai Xiaoyi:.】

These creatures with better appetites than Gou Kun and Si Gouzi combined will not let go of timi filthy scab corpses. It can even be said that [Roll] is more interested in filthy scab corpses than the alienated bloodline creatures all over the world. The eyes of the corpse monster looking at this thing are as if one person sees another person eating shit. The vivid and humane look of disgust on the not-so-human face is moving and shocking.

"I'm stupid, you may not believe it, I swear it's the first time I understand the meaning of the expression of the walking dead."

"I believe."

"what?"

"Maybe because I see a lot of sarcasm on a big cat's face?"

"Clam?"

The feeding posture of [Rolling] is very strange, or all the postures of these things such as eating and attacking are very strange. The first "grown tree roots and crab eye aggregates" that came out of the first mud pit must be regarded as their internal organs. Complete, at least they really have eyes, and most of the same kind of [Roll] are huge messes of indeterminate shape. Their so-called attack and eating usually means relying on their size and speed to forcibly force the opponent Throwing down all the clues and tying up the other party, trying to get along with the other party in a physical sense.

They didn't even have a decent mouth.

They also don't know how to use the sharp points of the tentacles to cut the thorns, like a chaotic and disordered group of bacteria, all rely on the instinct of survival, but when it comes to the individual and the actual operation steps, they don't know anything about it. and paste on, and paste on, and paste on
Rather than feeding and attacking, it is a crude act of using their infectious instincts to infect, infect, and assimilate everything, living and dead, organic and inorganic.

Any creature falling into them and unable to break free within a short period of time will be peeled off neatly layer by layer like an onion in their arms, from skin to muscle, from blood vessels to bones, The death was extremely miserable.

This is especially evident when they eat the filthy corpses that they are particularly fond of. [Roll] did not fully show that they are not afraid of being infected by the filthy cadavers. When they digest the filthy cadavers, each Layers of flesh and blood itself will present a "permeable layer" that is exactly the same shape as the corpse, and the layer upon layer of permeable layers can even reach hundreds of layers, and the permeable area is several times that of the digested scab corpse. times or even dozens of times.

"Shh~" Li Cang still couldn't help whistling, "I like these cute little things, their eating methods are refreshing to me, if you can learn to master this novel eating method, I will be very pleased , charging with a bunch of mouths hanging will really affect the stalwart image of Master Moshan."

"Is it in shape? Since when did this product have such a high-end aesthetic?" At that time, Old Wang was being pressed by a scorpion monster with two heads and three tails, densely packed with cyclops on its back, and countless small scorpions that hatched under its buttocks. Rubbing in the mud pit, I just took the time to show my presence by clicking on the bullet screen, "fuck, it's disgusting! I fucked with these bugs today, right? Mosquitoes first, then scorpions, what's next?"

"Mosquitoes are here now." In the dark night of mosquitoes with a diameter of several kilometers deep in Li Leisi, the shadow power has greatly strengthened her combat effectiveness through the night, but she really lacks effective AOE means for this endless mosquito swarm. "Eating with your mouth and skin will affect your image? Mr. Cang, are you going to write a thesis with this thing or something?"

"Efficiency!" Li Cang reiterated: "Do you understand efficiency! Simple is advanced! Instead of wasting energy to grow a mouth and digestive tract to eat, I would rather they have the unpretentious style of [Roll]!"

"The horse riding is too monotonous. Isn't the venomous posture of the scorpion fragrant?" Old Wang's body was covered with small palm-sized scorpions, and the poisonous stings made him miserable. In the scorpion's claws, "Well, if someone happens to be near me and can do me a favor, how about I treat you to scorpion meat tomorrow?"

"No time."

"You can call me Miss."

"Grass!" Pharaoh gritted his teeth, and chewed a small scorpion with a bang. After feeling relieved, his face soon turned a strange blue color, and his mouth and half of his face began to lose consciousness, "wtf! Miss, Give me a good time! Miss? Miss!"

"Sorry, Zhong, can you use the intercom? I can't draw my hand to use the prayer interface now, and I can't see your current position." Tai Xiaoyi said: "Mr. Cang, I want to cancel the shield force field, which consumes too much energy It's scary, can you arrange more twin tyrants and magic mountains on the empty island, it's best to let Daomei come back, she moves quickly and can help me—don't be a dog!"

"Got it, 3, 2, 1, is it enough?"

"Friendly reminder, Li Cang, your girlfriend is in desperate need of mosquito repellent now, ah ah ah I want to kill the surname Wang, how did he get into this perverted thing, why didn't he use the fel fire to kill this thing before?" Burn it?"

"Do you think I'm a Gou Kun? When will the fire of evil energy cover tens of kilometers of airspace?" Old Wang paused, "Fake squid, Li, you bastard who values ​​sex and despises friends, die of filial piety!" I'm sorry, I'm about to die, you'd rather save a girl who won't die than pay attention to me, you're fucking discriminatory!"

"One thing to say, your hand feels like the acupuncture point dummy in the TCM clinic of the Second Hospital, heh, it smells like yellow wax~"

"Li Cang, I call you your ancestor!"

"Please, if you find them, please help me to confirm whether my surname is Li or not."

"."

After all, Li Cang still feels sorry for this idiot.

A large wave of four dogs wading through the muddy ground and gurgling, gurgling, rattling, and pulling out, the big feet that may be one meter long put the old king and the scorpions in the swamp pit and stepped on a porcelain solid. The four dogs, which are no more than 10 meters long In the stage, after the giant scorpion was kicked and kicked by several four dogs, a ferocious and indifferent team of twin tyrants appeared in Laowang's sight, and the energy cannon in the hands of the petite eldest son rolled moving plasma energy.

The expression on Old Wang's face froze: "Hold the grass, don't, don't!"

boom!
Without any precautions, Master Wang was blasted into the sky together with the giant scorpion and the mud in the pit. The surging plasma energy blasted out tree-like lightning patterns several kilometers high, spreading infinitely in the air for a long time, As if to burn marks on the retinas of all living creatures.

"Hi~" Old Wang spit out a black smoke with tiny electric lights, and the blood that flowed out from the corner of his mouth was black: "This dog is talking, this group of dogs is talking, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, damn, I What crimes did you do in your previous life to pay off debts to this bastard who treats people like beasts!"

"What the hell did I do in my previous life to be a babysitter for this stupid thing all the time, with millions of skills for nothing, to be beaten into such a bird by a scorpion—brother corpse, go get that scorpion Take the scorpion back and put it alone for dinner at night!"

A ferocious and shapeless Gou Kun hovered above Licang, and the ground rolled and spewed scarlet springs like a geothermally enriched area. Within a radius of tens of kilometers around him, there was no swamp and mud that was devouring the sky and the earth. , the ground has been plowed countless times by Isolaye's burning, and then re-solidified into a dark brown rock slab under the scorching of the dog Kun's breath, and then it was lifted and baked dry.

Scarlet, pitch black, and pure white, the inflated three-phase power rolls like a stacked star ring, revolving around Licang in a strange rhythm, enclosing the surrounding area and the sky above with a radius of tens of kilometers, like a guard and a cage, from this huge The three-phase power vein extending out of the prison cage has even covered the entire floating land, constantly transferring excess energy to every Nizi and Gouhai Corpse Tide.

slap~
Li Cang snapped his fingers, and his tone was filled with the elegance and arrogance of a magician: "Silence!"

Yamei showed a shy little face from Li Cang's back. This pink love heart whip tail pink jewel goat horns carries palm-sized pink devil wings on its back. It looks like a little succubus. It has cat-like pupils and four The combination of small fangs, weak and innocent temperament and hot devil figure covered with pink totem tattoos creates an alternative coquettishness.

"Shh~"

Yamei put her finger to her lips and silently made a quiet gesture.

In an instant, everything was silent.

"Hey, it's finally quiet."

Being patted on the head by Li Cang, Yamei squinted her eyes in great enjoyment, and she was almost gurgling pink bubbles.

Li Cang is almost reluctant to let Yamei go to the battlefield. Her level is too low, and her combat power is too weak. The little guy's offensive skills only have a silent area, and the output is quite sluggish except for pressing the mute button for the world. On the contrary, an outrageous buff is quite suitable for the auxiliary position.

(Note: See Chapter 937 [Servant of Destiny: Yamei])
Moreover, Yamei's aggressiveness and low appetite seem to be an outlier among all the second sons of Li Cang's servants of fate—well, my daughter, Father Xiao, I'm afraid it depends on Li Cang, Teacher Cang is not a meat eater, he He is a social terror himself.

The big wand hit the ground, and it turned into a giant. Li Cang suddenly found the feeling that the mage tower ruled the world.

"Come!"

Twenty gnats fell in the air, digging out the vacant space cleared by Li Cang. Four dogs swarmed out of the gnats and rushed in all directions, followed by the sequence of the magic mountain and the twin tyrants, and dog leg.

One of the benefits of the homologous channel is the ultimate turnover ability and battlefield control. Li Cang can dispatch the Nizi and Gouhai scattered all over the battlefield to any point in sight at any time, and return to the state of replenishment by the way.

Looking at the battlefield, the state of the corpse tide dog sea feels like circles of ripples centered on each rebel, and when they collide with each other and reach the edge of the battlefield, instead of intertwining and merging and returning inward to cause chaos, they He was summoned to Li Cang's side again, and once again poured out from the same source channel centered on Li Cang and the various rebellious sons.

Thus, a new round of tides began.

The 2000 columns of heavy cavalry are like mowing grass, plowing bare passages one after another on the floating land, cutting off the water for a long time without healing, and not even a decent corpse can be found wherever they pass, and the dog legs have to shake their heads when they see it .

The ability of the heavy cavalry Demon Mountain in the posture of 猼訑 to charge on relatively flat land is extremely terrifying. Under the weight of hundreds of tons, it can be called crushing against any alienated bloodline creatures, mobile armor and subordinates. The so-called armor synergy is in their In front of the three-pointed two-edged gun, there is a pile of lightweight toys that move around and are extraordinarily cumbersome. If the armor is full, it needs track tires on the base. Where is it like them, there is directly [Hundred Ghosts Night Walk] to bear a certain sense of ignorance The nature of the terrain is such that it will not be able to pull out even if the claws are rammed into the soil and rocks.

In front of and behind Master Moshan, there are irritable and ignorant faces full of turbid and stupid eyes. There are only food and dry fights being driven like sheep, and the four dogs who are rushing are driven, and the reason is between Si Gouzi and Master Moshan. The word repelling is used simply because Master Moshan never shy away from the enemy and himself, they even want to chop all four dogs together.

Si Gouzi's IQ is definitely not enough, and he can only vent his anger and madness on the tide of corpses if he is continuously fiddled with by a bunch of large live bulldozers that can't be stopped and gnawed. On the Beast Tide, the strong jumping ability even makes them dare to make gestures with air units. If you lose, you win or win, why not do it?
The twin tyrants were scattered in the group of four dogs, but there was no such riding form of the eldest son cooperating with the second son. The eldest son just stood on the shoulder of the second son holding a single-barreled cannon. The completely different clear, radar-like indifferent shuttle patrols the entire battlefield, expressing opinions fiercely with cannons and roaring plasma.

In the end, it was still a sea of ​​dogs and mountains.

The armor endowed by the Liliana brand's melting and casting armor-making technology, the Uktra Hill fake armor-shaving bow, the two-meter broad sword with 7 meniscus arcs arranged on two blades, and a series of shovels and picks seem to be neither fish nor fowl, but they are actually It also failed to increase the fighting power of the big dog and the second dog. Among the hacking and slashing with bows and arrows, the emphasis was on one being involved, the other being a rascal who wrapped around the hob, and the one who was like a maggot on the tarsus Disgusting and annoying.

They no longer need to bear the responsibility of fighting. They are human shields and human agricultural tools. In their eyes, the entire battlefield, whether it is dead or alive, organic or inorganic, is just crops to be harvested. The only difference is whether they can move or not, and it is impossible to fight. It's passed, but when it comes to the efficiency of scraping the ground, the dog's legs have never been inferior.

The effect of Uktra Hill’s counterfeit bow and armor is weakened in the hands of the dog legs. It is far less effective than the muscle relaxation injected by the old Wang’s Achilles tendon surgery, but it can also make them dismember all kinds of walking corpses and save time. Some effort and time.

Li Cang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the sky: "It's really pleasing to the eye!"

The sky is clear and the wind is sweet. Seeing that the haze in Li Cang's heart has been dispelled after seeing his original hope, most of the hangovers, shabby origins, and hostility are not as important as making money. In fact, sometimes even he has to admit that he and There always seems to be some kind of weird tacit understanding between Wang Shifei. The original intention of the Great Priest may be bad, but the result of being unable to stand up is good. The situation ends.
emmmmm, I can only say that Li Cangqueshi is a result-oriented person. (end of this chapter)