I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 142 Decepticons, retreat! (6k)

Damn it, Diawara, what on earth did you and your bastard teammates resurrect!
This seems to be of the same origin as the pollution on the old Dragon King.

Lu Wenwu now has the urge to resurrect Diawara and kill him again.

It’s so irritating!
Suddenly, the ground shook violently.

It seemed that there was a huge muffled sound coming from the outside world, and the entire tomb was shaking wildly, and the soil on the ceiling fell down.

The beams used to support the tomb chamber creaked and seemed to be overwhelmed.

Lu Wenwu felt keenly that something big seemed to have happened outside.

The fluctuations other than the vibration were unusual and made him feel a little uneasy.

But except for him, at this moment, no one in the tomb chamber cared about what was going on outside.

Just because the corpse of the god of mad war slowly stood up!

The entire tomb shook under this palm, and the earth groaned heavily, breaking into terrifying holes.

This is the nigga from before.

The expressions they looked at the divine corpse were full of horror and fear, and panic was written all over their faces.

The strong and bulging body is gradually collapsing and drying up, countless tentacles are growing rapidly, and the incomplete parts are supported and connected by a large number of tentacles.

A large number of tentacles grew on the body of the divine corpse, almost repairing the broken parts.

As the power dissipated, the broken divine armor from ancient times released a heart-stopping dark red halo.

That huge body was incredibly flexible, and its speed was so fast that it tore the air into shrieks and continuously emitted air explosions.

A gap opened at the corner of his dry and stiff mouth, and a large number of tentacles kept surging in the bloodless mouth.

A large number of believers of the Evolution of Ancient Gods who didn't know why suddenly screamed in surprise, fell to their knees in large groups, and kowtowed violently towards the corpse of the god.

This blow seemed to replenish its dry right hand a little, regaining some luster.

Diawara, whose brain circuit is really weird, is really crazy.

After completing this step, all the people in the tomb were washed with blood to restore the body's power loss and loss over the past ten thousand years.

"boom!"

The alien beasts are no longer the dominant world overlords, the new humans are the real masters of this continent!
The group of players led by Rona were mixed in with the large army of the Ancient God Evolution Cult, like a group of aliens.

The huge divine corpse looked up to the sky and roared, but the broken and decayed vocal cords could no longer emit the thunderous war cry of the past.

But doing so also caused the originally strong body of the divine corpse to become as shriveled and wrinkled as a dead tree. It lost its smooth luster and became pitted.

Without any warning, the right hand of the divine corpse suddenly raised up, and then slammed down.

The divine corpse didn't care much about the power of the blow it caused.

The divine corpse opened its mouth wide and seemed to be laughing.

Or simply take the body of this god and replace the other person as the new god yourself, trying to take a shortcut.

In their opinion, the plan of the leader and others was successful!

[Tip: Player [Marquis Johnson] dies]

Even though he didn't know that the resurrected God was not really the God of Mad War, what was before him now was just a controlled body of the god, a giant puppet with unparalleled combat power.

Its huge palms touched the ground lightly, and the flesh and blood that had just been crushed were instantly absorbed by the suction coming from its palms and turned into a part of its body.

How could I believe a plan proposed by a lunatic?
indeed.

However, the amount of recovery was so small that people almost thought it was their own illusion.

Damn this damn Diawara, damn the Ancient God Evolution Cult, what the hell are they doing!
Rona cursed inwardly, still maintaining a calm expression on his face.

Unfortunately, he was hit by the tentacles shot by the divine corpse, and his whole body instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist from top to bottom.

That bastard Diawara is gone!
The other party's original plan should be to sacrifice a group of the strongest subordinates to provide some energy or something to complete the resurrection ceremony of the gods, so as to revive the ancient gods who fell thousands of years ago.

The chaotic eyes of the divine corpse looked down, and at a glance he saw a large number of members of the Ancient God Evolution Cult who were lying on the ground and chanting prayers.

With another slap, countless new humans followed in the footsteps of their leader, turning into pools of sticky flesh and blood.

Rona is freaking out now.

If Lu Wenwu always seems to be mentally ill because of his different brain circuits.

His magic mecha, which could compete with an A+ level expert within three minutes, was already gone before he could use it, and he had no chance to use the unique yin and yang energy of the United States.

But no matter what the plan was, Diawara failed!
The result of this failure is that the corpse of this god is now in a state of chaos and out of control!
No one knows what it will do.

Those ignorant native new humans couldn't see what was going on, but he could understand!

The ancient gods have really been resurrected by them, and will soon lead them to return to the peak of the Divine Blessing Continent ten thousand years ago!

Normal people would never be able to do what they are doing now.

But he knew one thing.

The huge slap suddenly hit the place where the crowd was the densest, and instantly a ball of bloody cuckoos exploded on the ground.

Before the ancient gods are successfully resurrected, some kind of connection is established with the other party so that they can be controlled after the other party is resurrected.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we'd better get out of this damn place as quickly as possible. Before this big guy has time to launch his next attack, quickly leave from the exit we came from!"

At this time, Rona was surprisingly calm. While backing up, he frantically took out props that could be used to save his life and escape, even though the cold sweat had soaked the clothes on his back.

When several teammates heard what the leader said, they immediately rushed towards the passage to the ground without any hesitation.

Only the short-haired black man whose biological sex was female kept the same speed as Rona.

She pointed to the high platform and couldn't help but said: "Ambition, look! Those people are also players. They seem to be preparing to fight this BOSS. Why don't we go and help?"

Did your useless pig brain get kicked out by your nigger dad before he ran away?

Fighting a BOSS of this level?
What kind of international joke are you playing on me?
Rona, whose scalp was numb, wanted to curse out loud like this.

But years of self-cultivation and subconscious thoughts of maintaining his personality still allowed him to maintain it.

A stiff smile emerged from the corner of his mouth: "This is underground, and this huge BOSS has obviously gone crazy. If we stay here any longer, sooner or later we will be buried alive by the collapsing earth."

"Catherine, what we need to do now is to retreat strategically, then observe the situation and act according to the situation. Reckless fighting is not advisable, as it will only cost lives in vain."

The black Catherine, whose gender was unknown, was frightened by his remarks, so she no longer hesitated and immediately ran towards the exit.

Rona, who was one step behind, finally had time to wipe the cold sweat that was about to drip from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly speeded up his running pace.

help?
I'll give his grandma a leg up!

If you don't run away quickly, what are you waiting for?
A bunch of fools are challenging the windmill, which normal person would seek death under such circumstances!

The divine corpse continues to absorb the flesh and blood of new humans in an attempt to restore its own body.

Many of its tentacles fell off on their own, squirming on the ground, entrenched and brewing among piles of broken bones, and eventually gave birth to humanoid creatures that looked like humans.

Their strength is not considered strong, at best they are B or B+ level.

But their number is like a vast ocean, and it looks like a dark mass.

A large number of tentacle monsters swarmed towards the new humans, devouring them all in one fell swoop.

The flesh and blood essence is sent back to the main body, and the bone fragments become their nourishment.

On a simple high platform.

Lu Wenwu clenched his fist fiercely and said to his companions: "As soon as you touch each other, take the old leader and leave. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. This battle is not something you can participate in."

"Let's talk about it then! We will take care of ourselves."

Wu Jianqing drew his natal flying sword and said with a smile, with no intention of leaving.

"It's still the same old rules, you fight the big ones, we fight the small ones, we work together tacitly!"

The artificial AC cow has a bow and arrow on its back, indicating that Ellu and the tooth hound form a kitten knight state.

He took out his best hunting flute and played the battle BGM like a bard.

Xu Changjiang played a bel canto symphony version of the Divine Tune Helping Soldiers with the passionate and passionate accompaniment of Proof of Heroes. I don’t know which immortal was invited to perform.

"Your behavior is somewhat seeking death." Lu Wenwu commented unceremoniously.

"We are companions! We have signed an abyss contract!" Wu Jianqing directly transformed back into his original form, "I am the most loyal person!"

"The same is true for several of my little friends. How can the old servant leave alone?"

Long Yuanhai completed the transformation with a smile, his body covered with fine dragon scales.

The slightly hunched body suddenly became as straight as a loose body, and the somewhat deficient energy and blood suddenly filled up, as if he had returned to his peak.

Now, he has become a half-human, half-dragon state, and his aura surges.

"In the past, the Dragon Ancestor used his body to suppress demons, and our Shenlong Tribe has always regarded itself as the descendant of the Dragon Ancestor. This old servant also wants to contribute some modest effort to this God's Blessed Continent."

Lu Wenwu paused for two seconds and said strangely: "You already knew this, so why do you still call me Young Master? Do you consider yourself a servant?"

"Because you are the benefactor of the Shenlong Tribe, your kindness in rebuilding is the same as that of the Dragon Ancestor in the past." Long Yuanhai said with a smile.

"Then what if I say that before I met you, I killed the old Dragon King and destroyed the Dragon Palace?" Lu Wenwu asked again.

This time, Long Haiyuan's smile disappeared.

His eyes instantly became sincere and serious, and he looked deeply towards Lu Wenwu.

"That old servant, on behalf of all the remaining living beings on the entire continent, I would like to express my gratitude to the young master for saving the world!" "Hey! Stand up like crazy, we have stopped doing this a long time ago." Lu Wenwu waved his hand in disgust. , "So I don't really like communicating with older, serious people. I can't amuse them at all."

Long Yuanhai laughed loudly and stood in compliance with the words.

While several people were talking, the divine corpse was already killing people like crazy.

A large number of members of the Ancient God Evolution Cult were killed and turned into resources for its resurrection.

Some devout and fanatical believers are still kowtowing and praying, hoping to devote themselves to the ancient gods, hoping that after death, they can merge with the ancient gods and go to the kingdom of gods to enjoy eternal life.

More new humans have begun to flee in panic, swarming towards several passages into the tomb chamber.

As far as the strength currently shown by the Divine Corpse is concerned, it is actually not so outrageous that it cannot be beaten at all.

Such a result can be caused entirely because when the resurrection ceremony was performed previously, the high-level combat power of the Ancient God Evolution Cult basically sacrificed themselves.

The scene was let alone an A-level one.

There aren't even many A-level players left.

Without preparation, isn't it as easy as swatting flies or cutting leeks?

In addition, a group of new humans are killed directly at the head of the crowd, rushing to gain results, and the performance is not strong, which is a ghost.

According to Lu Wenwu's judgment, the power of the divine corpse is indeed very strong, but its current attack power is at most about the same as that of the fallen old dragon king, not as strong as it was after the second stage of transformation.

After the pretentious AC cow finished buffing everyone, he put on the power bottle and charged up an arrow, which successfully penetrated the opponent's skin and shot into it.

But the remains of the divine armor were unexpectedly strong, and only a few small white spots were left behind when shot with three levels of power.

Very good, the data is obtained. The defense that does not cover the broken divine armor is not even a bit worse than that of the old Dragon King.

The arrows of the old Dragon King's soul-power defense against the little cow were not able to break through the defense at all.

The offense and defense are a bit stretched, but the recovery ability of the divine corpse is ridiculous. I don't know where the limits of those tentacles are.

Each one has tens of thousands of health points, which is no different from a B+ level life. This is destined to be a long battle.

"So."

After putting the little fat cat into Lingtian Mountain, the corners of Lu Wenwu's mouth raised slightly.

The golden-red dragon scales on the body surface were revealed, and the wings of the underworld dragon behind it stretched to the extreme with a "swish" sound.

His heart was beating like a war drum at this moment, roaring like thunder.

All the energy and blood in the whole body was transferred rapidly at this moment.

Light red blood energy and the fire of disaster rose on the body surface at the same time.

The dragon's horns and tail grew and took shape at the same time, and Lu Wenwu's muscular limbs all showed dragon characteristics, shaped like dragon claws.

The pure dragon's power spread, and the aura that made Long Yuanhai reach the extreme level once again broke through a little bit.

"The corpse of the god of mad war, let me see your purity!"

"boom!"

The rough front end of the high platform instantly exploded into debris all over the sky. The wings of the underworld dragon flapped behind Lu Wenwu, who transformed into a stream of light. Almost instantly, the whole person appeared in front of the tall and high head of the divine corpse.

"Punch your grandpa Tyrannosaurus!"

The golden-red dragon fist was covered by black demonic flames, and the boundless evil energy almost turned into substance, condensing together with the fist.

The martial killing fist with the addition of the Demon God's Spear has been superimposed to some incredible extent at this moment, and it seems that it has completely broken away from its own shackles.

I am afraid that even the senior executives of China who personally selected the skill of General Dao Killing Fist and gave it to Lu Wenwu would have a hard time imagining that this boxing technique, which is only at the [advanced] level, can actually explode with such astonishing power!
How can this be the power that [advanced] level skills can have?
Even if it is said that Lu Wenwu is currently performing a profound skill at the level of [unique skill], I am afraid that other players will believe it.

The unique talent, the ability that is very different from ordinary people, and the way to complete the copy, the three together create such a magical power.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that after acquiring advanced skills, they would have discarded the basics of these basics.

As for Lu Wenwu, he has cultivated his unique boxing intention all his life, and he is almost ready to reach the [reaching the pinnacle] realm at any time!

With one punch, it was as if the boundless sea of ​​blood collapsed.

Lu Wenwu's lightning-fast punch engulfed his arm, and the huge corpse's head was instantly bombarded by the explosive effect of the Demon King's wrath.

The dry skin was shattered, the hard skull was penetrated, and the entire brain tissue was blown to pieces!
The dark fire of disaster burned ragingly with the dried brain fragments of the ancient god's brain as fuel, burning many of the tentacles into ashes.

Lu Wenwu knew in his heart that the head was no longer the fatal weakness of the divine corpse.

But hitting him on the head and blasting his opponent's head with one punch is exactly the kindness he has implemented in battles for a long time!
Of course, these tentacles are parasitic in the divine corpse and control it like a puppet.

Not only can it burst out with powerful power, but it can also repair this damaged corpse with its own power.

So, if I blow up all this divine corpse, can your ship of Theseus, made up of tentacles, still be able to continue sailing?

The divine corpse was staggered by this powerful and heavy blow and took three steps back.

The earth roared and rumbled under its heavy footsteps.

Countless believers who were not dead immediately let out inhuman screams when they saw this scene.

Their god!

The omnipotent God in their hearts!

His brain was blown away by a punch! ?
This is impossible!
This punch directly broke the hearts of many believers and left them with dull eyes.

They could no longer even kowtow and pray. They just sat there blankly and lost their souls, as if their souls had been sucked out of their entire bodies.

Lu Wenwu's punch stunned the corpse.

The tentacle monsters it split off all fell into a state of near sluggishness when their brains exploded, and at the same time stopped harvesting the lives of believers.

The ever-stronger Long Yuanhai took the lead and led Wu Jianqing and three others to transform into harvesters and began to harvest the lives of these tentacle monsters in reverse.

These guys are made of energy and bone fragments. They are very fragile and rely on the human sea tactics to win.

The group was in a daze for less than two seconds before the four people emptied out a large portion of the dark tide that had almost completely filled the tomb.

Xu Changjiang performed extremely well and summoned forty-eight summoned beasts at the same time.

Now, with Long Yuanhai as the spearhead, they are rushing back and forth among the army of tentacle monsters, constantly reducing their number.

In the sky, Lu Wenwu continued to pursue the opponent even as he retreated.

The terrifying fists blasted out like machine guns. In just a few seconds, the head of the corpse was completely blown into pieces of flesh and blood flying in the sky. Even those tentacles could not be repaired out of thin air.

This trick works!

Just when Lu Wenwu was about to take off the damaged right arm of the corpse in one go, the other party finally reacted.

Without its head, it looked like the incarnation of the legendary God of War Xing Tian. Its tall but not bulky body suddenly twisted, and its left palm was wrapped in the strong wind and slapped hard towards Lu Wenwu.

"This is so decent!"

Lu Wenwu didn't dodge or dodge at all, the grin on his face became more and more intense, and he blasted out a right fist that was completely disproportionate to the opponent.

"boom!"

The terrifying aftermath spread from the center of the two's bombardment, and the strong air waves overturned countless tentacle monsters in an instant.

Even the ceiling, which was barely higher than the divine corpse, had large pieces of earth shattered and collapsed, and earth continued to fall down.

The divine armor that has been scrapped for ten thousand years is still strong.

Even if Lu Wenwu tried his best to punch without using any skills, it could only leave a deep mark on it.

This armor was once at least the most top-notch mythical equipment, or even stronger!
But Lu Wenwu didn't know whether there were really equipment levels at higher myth levels. Everything was just his guess.

This time, the two sides fought evenly, without breaking each other's defenses.

"Cool!"

Lu Wenwu laughed loudly in mid-air. After stabilizing his body, Long Yi flapped his hands suddenly and turned back again.

The wild punch seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, and the turbulent fist turned into a vast ocean and enveloped the corpse, making it float like a small boat in the tsunami.

But even this small boat cannot be overturned no matter what.

The right arm of the divine corpse was stretched in front of the body, and the exposed flesh in the middle of the forearm was exploded by Lu Wenwu's dragon claws, exposing the shriveled blood vessels occupied by the tentacles, as well as the radius bone that was so black that it penetrated into the bone marrow.

That touch of black, even though it has settled for ten thousand years, is still frightening.

A series of mysterious lines that cannot be analyzed and understood are imprinted on it, and a strange black light is faintly revealed.

Even if he is as reckless as Lu Wenwu, he must treat these dark bones with caution.

It was a power that would cause even the gods to be infected and corrupted.

The old Dragon King, who was as powerful as he was back then, could only choose to kill all the infected people, seal those high-concentration pollutants together with himself in the Dragon Palace, and rely on the power of the world to build a large array to continue to consume it.

Lu Wenwu didn't understand what this pollution was.

But he knew that once contaminated, even the gods who were once as warm as spring would go crazy, and even the most docile and cute animals would turn into violent beasts, and the apostles would do their best to destroy everything they could see.

God of Extraterrestrial God of Origin God of Great Evolution
These are the names He left behind.

How strong is His existence?
Ten milliliters of blood that has been purified by the system can give you an incredible recovery talent.

Just the appearance of a projection can corrupt the entire planet, distort countless creatures, and give birth to new species.

Even if the cultivation era of Divine Blessing Continent is so glorious and the countless gods are so powerful, it is still difficult to escape the ending of being nearly destroyed.

Such an enemy.
It’s so exciting!

(End of this chapter)