The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2087: Parting

It was as if the tangible light formed a sticky torrent, sweeping the magician, part of the sky island's land, and the tentacles of the tomb guardian beast into the air. The hastily raised force field shields and the like were obviously not professional enough in front of the Zerg macro cannons, and basically had no effect. It could even be said that no collision occurred.

Li Cang's flesh and blood melted rapidly in the torrent of light, turning into three-phase power and dissipating, revealing his eerie white bones. When Old Wang Li Lasi tried to save him, he found himself floating there like a balloon, maintaining the flickering movements of jumping and sub-human transmission. The power was still there, but the space and time they were in seemed to have some strange distortion.

However, Li Cang's sarcastic voice, which he had not forgotten until this moment, could be clearly heard again: "Insect infection? Ha, those who imitate me will live, and those who are like me will die!"

Then the voice of the Nest Master came: "Yes, we tried to make an organ called Li Cang, maybe there are some other tricks?"

A small gift, not a token of respect, I hope you like the tone, the flavor of tea.

The Zerg obviously put much more thought into this so-called great disintegration and expulsion technique than into the insect-like infection and tearing reality to open up a channel. The glorious torrent was as sticky as asphalt, carrying Li Cang slowly but actually quickly. In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared into the Zerg void rift. Even the void rift itself seemed to be afraid of this transmission. The distorted void shadows formed a vortex storm across the sky, one end of which was pouring out its heart and lungs into the deeper depths of the endless void, and the other end climbed and spread along the glorious torrent towards the starting point, shaped like a funnel, and most of the sky seemed to be completely shattered.

Maybe it's a second, maybe it's a year.

Lao Wang finally regained his mobility, posing in a mighty pose like a tiger climbing a mountain, but he spit out a mouthful of leftover rice, which was thickened with starch and covered with starch, and his oral gymnastics was rhythmic: "Fuck your mother!!"

Comrade Da Leizi was also confused: "Where is Li Cang? I'm asking you where is Li Cang!!"

The world was filled with Zerg corpses and fragments of the Sky Island. The spherical cracked sky canopy covering the Sky Island was dug out by the Zerg themselves, with two large holes running through it from end to end. As it shattered into pieces, it finally gradually shrank into the size of a normal point-like tunnel, surging and brewing, until no new Zerg emerged for a long time. Only the molten dark clouds of the twin Zerg corpses that launched the Great Disintegration Expulsion Spell hung there, flowing sticky and abstractly.

There was silence for about two or three seconds. Suddenly, the big corpse brother stepped out from a homologous link channel, and landed on the ground with his meniscus erect at a height of about one or two kilometers: "Rua, get it!"

"What do you mean?"

"That bastard is still alive!"

"No. How can he die if he's not alive?" Old Wang pointed at the big corpse brother, "It, was this guy just speaking for his father?"

"emmm"

Old Wang pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "This is the imperial edict! It seems that we still have to continue teaching these rebellious sons how to write and chat!"

“Did you find a problem?”

"What?"

"If Li Cang's mental command works, then it means the same-origin link can also work. Why doesn't he just send it back directly?"

"Eh??"

Anyway, no one knew how Li Cang made the final will. I only saw a huge spiral object like a shark egg piercing Lao Wang's heart and lungs from the homologous connection channel. Oh, no, it was on the sky island.

All the rebellious sons were kicked out, and then the torrent of flesh and blood composed of the twin tyrants, the turtle-back dragon lice, the demon mountain master, and the sea of ​​corpses and dogs quickly filled the two islands in the sky until no water could get in.

"Boom boom boom~"

The Twin Tyrants fired without hesitation, not even at the Zerg's space rift, which was too far away. The average range of the Twin Tyrants was only five kilometers, which seemed like a joke - yes, of course they fired at the sea of ​​dogs, and directly composted them on the spot.

Lao Wang painfully slapped his huge hand on his face, and it made a loud slapping sound: "It's over, it's all over, my island!"

Li Leisi kindly reminded: "How about you carry the lab and those people back?" "."

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I am as beautiful as a painting. This is a phrase often used by the veteran fujoshi, mom fans, male mom fans, and zero-sum game players on the forum. But they probably would never have thought that Mr. Magician would actually become a beautiful painting one day, in the physical sense.

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Li Cang is like a top-grade biochemical paint that has been stretched, spread evenly, and has a little three-dimensional texture. He uses his body length of less than two meters to proportionally cover an entire cliff, pulling out silk and hooking starch, which is twisted and abstract.

Lahuacang lay quietly for a long time between the frozen and quiet cliffs and the white snow.

The direction he was "facing" was a long road. The trivial space cracks like floating catkins had not yet been completely bridged. A group of long and endless island chains were shattered head-on, and the spirit was vast and continuous, with a cold light covering thousands of kilometers.

[Origin Hostility] may be a good thing. It can be checked on the panel and used as a weapon to show off in front of others, but it may not be the case for Li Cang.

For example, now, it is just an unprotected body crossing the void, why is it so necessary? The Zerg account for at most one third of the credit, and the rest is all due to the hard work of the Origin hostility.

"hiss"

He took a deep breath and went in and out.

It's not that Li Cang didn't want to move, but he was already frozen on this cliff. This horrific exile or perhaps the origin of hostility made him die in the physical sense, and it also truly drained all the three-phase power of him and his several vertebrae.

"Grandpa Mountain God"

"Clam?"

In a daze, Li Cang saw a little girl who was about the same height as the little Mu Guiying in Wu Yisong's family.

Of course, there was no problem with his eyesight, but because he was sealed in a thin layer of light blue ice crystals. This was probably one of the reasons why the little girl was not scared to faint on the spot by this bloody and bony thing.

Not just hanging paintings.

Timi also framed it for him.

"You are the mountain god, right? You are!" The little girl held a basket, looked up, and tiptoed, curiously looking at the huge human-shaped phantom on the opposite cliff, which seemed to have a nose and eyes. "Can you also fulfill my wish? You can!"

"I"

"I want a medicine that can cure my mother's illness!"

"you"

"My name is Lele! Remember it! I told you my name! I'll go home and wait for your good news!"

"Hey, don't you really leave?"

No, who did this naughty kid learn this from? Why do I feel so frustrated?
The magician was like a cup of bitter wine that he had nothing to say. After a while, his consciousness, which had just recovered a little, gradually became emptied, and he continued to slide down and become blurred, and he fainted very quickly!