The strongest biochemical

Chapter 618 Anger Power

For Moluo Yanke, being wounded by a god-clan member whom he deeply hated was the greatest shame. His scarlet eyes stared at Yu Wenfu coldly, and he raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn protoss!"

Roaring like a beast rolling in the throat and exploding on the tip of the tongue, Moroyenke ran violently, touching the ground with both hands and feet, like a wild beast running wild in the vast desert, full of evil intentions, shaking the heart and soul, after ten steps of rapid darting, the body trembled , burst into the sky with the sound of breathing in the audience, the clenched right fist was like a shooting star piercing the sky, shattering the space, and slamming down towards Yu Wenfu.

Yu Wenfu frowned, and jumped away, avoiding the punch just in time.

boom!
The steel city wall shook violently, and a hideous crack split from the top and extended to the bottom, traversing the high wall of more than 50 meters, with a width of more than ten centimeters. From a distance, it looked like a ray of sky, a tyrannical battle of the Blood Night Clan. The strength is revealed at this moment.

Everyone was amazed, it was refined iron made by ghost catcher Yao Zhenyu using his ability, it is hundreds of times stronger than ordinary steel, it is indestructible, even if it is a raging fire, it has to be burned to four to five thousand degrees to melt it , but someone punched open a chasm-like crack, this... This is simply unimaginable.

Yu Wenfu looked at the crowd of corpses surging outside, and knew that if he continued to fight with Moluoyenke on the city wall, the city wall would be destroyed, and it would be impossible to stop the tens of thousands of zombies at that time, and the fantasy city would definitely be destroyed in an instant. It was destroyed in time and turned into a common ruin in the last days.

Immediately without thinking about it, he unfolded his body and jumped directly from the city wall more than 50 meters high.

Moluo Yanke stood up gasping for anger, raised his hands slightly, countless yellow energy balls burst out from his palms, and chased Yuwenfu like rain, which was really a death bombing.

"Om~"

The power of thought formed a colorful protective shield around Yu Wenfu's body, which was spherical in shape and had a diameter of four meters.

Those yellow energy balls exploded on the surface of the rainproof cover one by one, thick smoke and flames filled the air, and one of the energy balls was bounced off and fell towards the ground. On the ground, there was a beautiful figure running towards Ling Xiu and Zhang Yifei landed and rushed to Tang Xiaomo.

For her, Ling Xiu is her sky, her land, and Ling Xiu's safety is above all else.

It's just that an unexpected disaster came suddenly, the yellow energy ball landed on the ground next to her and exploded, the terrifying energy rippled away, Tang Xiaomo let out a scream, and flew directly more than ten meters away.

At the same time, Moluo Yanke, who was completely covered by hatred and wanted to kill the god clan, jumped down from the high wall with a roar, and charged towards Yu Wenfu with a terrifying intent. Wherever it passed, the trees turned their backs, the crops in the field were destroyed, and behind him, billows of dust stirred up.

Close combat is the natural strength of the Blood Night Clan. Yu Wenfu fights and retreats, and the power of his mind constantly controls the soil, space, and trees... Attacking Moluo Yanke, and finally transformed into a human figure with a height of more than ten meters, and Moluo Yanke Fight together powerfully.

Large craters appeared on the ground, the sand and dust billowed, the wind danced, and the sky seemed to be blown by a sandstorm.

Tang Xiaomo was lying on the ground with black smoke and dust all over his body, his pretty face was as if he had just come out of the kitchen, it was stained with dust from the smoke, and there was a smear of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Love... love vegetables..."

She looked towards the direction where Ling Xiu fell, and stretched out her slender jade hand with difficulty.

At this moment, a big warm hand held hers, and a familiar face appeared.

A smooth and fair face, dark and deep eyes, a straight nose... She will never get tired of looking at this face, and will never forget it.

"Love vegetables!" Tang Xiaomo called out affectionately, smiling like a flower.

Ling Xiu squatted down and helped her up from the ground. Looking at it, Tang Xiaomo's back was covered in blood and blood, and her clothes were stained red with bright red blood.

"Hurry up, give my cousin a shot of the recovery potion, hurry up, cousin, cousin, don't worry about it, don't worry about it!" Zhang Yifei, who arrived in a hurry, rushed to Chu Li, who happened to be here. Yue roared loudly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Liyue immediately injected Tang Xiaomo with a recovery agent, and the injury was stabilized, and some blood color slowly returned to her pale face.

Ling Xiu leaned over and kissed her white jade-like forehead lightly: "Tang Xiaomo, you should be honest now."

Tang Xiaomo pursed her red lips, and sobbed softly, she really felt that she was so useless, always causing trouble for Qingcai, making Qingcai worry.

Closing his eyes, Ling Xiu stood up slowly. As he stood up, a bloodthirsty and cruel aura surged out of his body, like a devil waking up from a deep sleep.

"Yifei, Liyue, help me take care of her!"

After exhorting, without looking back, he walked step by step towards the battle between Yu Wenfu and Moluo Yanke.

Afterwards, Lao Ba, Nan Xun, Lu Pei, Pan Changyun and others who also rushed here from the city wall were stunned for a while, because the place Ling Xiu walked had left a deep footprint.

One step at a time is used to describe a person doing things steadily, but now, it is undoubtedly frightening.On this solid ground, even if it is run over by a large truck, it will only leave a slight tire mark, but Ling Xiu's every step is like a branding iron, which is deeply imprinted on the ground.

Murderous aura, a murderous aura that overshadows the sky and the sun permeates from him!

Everyone seemed to see a tall phantom opening its bloodthirsty and cruel blood-red eyes. Obviously, Tang Xiaomo was seriously injured, and Ling Xiu was on the verge of going berserk.

"Kill that bald donkey, Lao Ling will kill him quickly, and tear him into pieces!" Zhang Yifei was the first to recover from his stupefaction, and shouted while clenching his fists and gnashing his teeth.

Ling Xiu's figure gradually grew, the clothes on his body fell apart inch by inch, and his skin gradually turned white, with a metallic white.

"Click~click~"

Bone spurs protruded from the back of his back, blooming like a scimitar with a penetrating coldness, his hands and claws were as dry as ghost claws, and his feet became sharp claws. A kind of animalism and savagery surged in his body. rise.

Now he is like an S2, with a bloody evil spirit around him!

That ferocious face was like a ghost, like Shura, as if wearing a mask.

"Zombie...zombified!"

Chu Liyue and Nan Xun turned pale in astonishment. They already knew that Ling Xiu would turn into a terrifying zombie under the rage, but seeing it with their own eyes now, they still couldn't accept it for a while.

The old eighth was even more terrified, sweating like a waterfall: "Oh my god, this...what the hell is going on, Brother Seven...how did he become a zombie!"

It seems that the sky is falling, the pigskin is dead, the monk has become Moroyenke, and now Lingxiu has become a zombie again, everything has changed, the beauty of the past has disappeared, no longer exists, he is powerless slumped on the ground.

(End of this chapter)