The sky is rolling dark clouds, and lightning flashes dance wildly among the clouds, like silver snakes ready to go, adding a dull depression between the world. A refreshing storm may cleanse the world.
Bar!
Boom!
Another zombie was shot by Wu Jiao, but then two gods died under the zombie's minions. Even the soul in the brain that had not yet escaped was pulled out, chewing it with a harsh and cold chewing.
The sound made Liu Qiankun's eyes turn red, and his body leaned forward with a sword and rushed forward, stabbing into the eyes of a zombie with a sword.
Hehehe!
A rapid scream attracted Liu Qiankun's attention. He turned his head suddenly and saw a zombie rolling on the ground not far away, with a stream of white smoke coming out from his back. This was just now by Wu Jiaoyi.
The zombie was hit by the gun. When it landed, it was pressed against an iron chain used by a black robe skeleton. The flames at the tip of the chain actually burned a big hole in the back of the zombie. He was instinctively unaware of the pain.
Rolling on the ground.
Liu Qiankun's eyes lit up in vain, and the Nine Changes of the Demon God stepped out of his feet. The afterimage floated close to him, and leaned over and grabbed the iron chain in his palm. Don't look at the iron chain as thick as an arm, but it was grabbed in his hand.
It was light and fluttering like a withered vine and grass. It shook the tip of the iron chain like electricity and sucked the zombie rolling on the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sparks splashed everywhere, scorched marks crisscrossed around the zombies, and curling blue smoke rose from the cracks. The smoke was mixed with a scent of sandalwood. It was a warm pleasure in sucking into the spleen and lungs, which made Liu Qiankun
I couldn't help but take a few more mouthfuls, and my mind was also suffocated.
"Pick up the iron chains and distribute them to the gods!" Liu Qiankun shouted violently, and kicked the iron chains scattered around him on his toes at the gods of King Yu.
Whoosh! Whoosh...
The iron chain flew towards the Molian God-Slaying Formation with a sound of sound. The gods of the Yu King rushed to grab the tail of the chain into their palms, and then they rushed towards the zombies that rushed forward. The fire flashed and exploded.
After repeated noises, streams of blue smoke mixed with sandalwood rose from the body of the zombies being smoked. Many zombies immediately lay down on the ground and screamed, rolling their bodies desperately. After a few rounds,
Then they had extinguished the flames on their bodies, and when they stood up straight and greeted them were the chains of fire.
The three gods flew away like lightning to the iron chains scattered on the ground, kicking their feet together to accurately send the iron chains into the hands of the gods. In just a moment, each god had an extra fire in his palm.
The iron chains and afterimages floated and the flames drifted, sucking the zombies that kept coming up and rolling all over the ground.
At the same time, Liu Qiankun also discovered a problem. Although the flame on the iron chain can cause some damage to the zombies, if you want to truly kill a zombie, you have to repeatedly draw it hundreds of times. The zombies that were drawn rolled around randomly.
It is impossible to stay where you are obedient and let you whip hundreds of times.
"Qiankun..." A quick cry came from afar, and Liu Qiankun was shocked and looked up. The scene in front of him made his eyes crunch.
Just now, Liu Qiankun invited the three god kings to pick up the chains with fire. Unexpectedly, Princess Hairou was surrounded by a large group of zombies. At this time, the magic sword in her hand had been caught in the hands of a zombie. The situation was critical.
extremely.
"Go!" Liu Qiankun waved his hand and shot out the God-bound rope, and the person flew up. The distance of more than a hundred feet was like a trench that was born and died. In the air, Liu Qiankun could vaguely see the zombies white.
The fangs were biting towards Hairou's neck.
Whoosh!
The God-bound rope seemed to be able to feel the master's intentions, and it accelerated in vain in the air, stretching like a lightning whistle film. Finally, the two zombies' teeth approached the sea and soft necks filled the zombies' mouths...
"Bundle them all..." Liu Qiankun even didn't understand why he shouted this sentence by a traitor, but the bundle of gods trembled slightly, and then stretched, wrapped, and hit at an extremely exaggerated speed.
Knot, lock... quickly tied the zombies beside Hairou tightly, and the rope head floated out and tied to another zombie at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it stretched thousands of feet, ten thousand feet,
In the surprised eyes of the gods, this magical red rope actually tied all the zombies on the ground into a line like beads.
The red light was filled with light, and the rope tied up tightened, and the rope ended thousands of feet longer. It quickly circled all the zombies twice, tied them into an extremely large cylinder, which looked like a huge grass handle at first glance.
The zombies struggled to break free, tearing their claws and biting their teeth and using everything, but they could not break the rope that shone red light.
The gods' nerves that were almost broken were relaxed in vain. All the gods all looked at Liu Qiankun, and many of them had a sense of resentment in their eyes, as if they were saying: Why didn't you take such a mysterious artifact earlier?
Going out to defeat the enemy, killing many gods and humans for no reason...
Liu Qiankun stayed in place with a look of surprise. He could not have thought that his unintentional action would have such a magical effect. Suddenly, a harsh sound of scratching came from his ears. He looked up and saw the man who had tear Long Tengxuan.
The zombie was pulling the rope with the hook in his hand, but unfortunately his arms were cut at an extremely slow speed, which even so shocked Liu Qiankun into a cold sweat.
"Just kill the rope cutter." Liu Qiankun shouted coldly, and a cold murderous aura appeared between his eyebrows. He leaned his body forward, stretched out flat, and raised two bright red rays of claws.
With a single click, the zombie's head had been cut off, and even the palm holding the hook was scratched down with his wrist.
He leaned over and grabbed the broken palm, leaned back to his master, and wanted to take out the hook held in his palm, but the zombie's five fingers were buckled very tightly, and it didn't move at all after pulling it.
Frowning slightly, he threw the broken palm in his hand into the air, raised his single claw suddenly, cut off the five fingers tightly clasped on the hook handle, and flipped his palm to grab the long hook in his hand.
Liu Qiankun handed over.
"This thing is used for the demon soul, so as to save his flesh palm from being inconvenient to the enemy." Liu Qiankun said lightly, then glanced at the pile of zombies tied into balls, and said in a cold voice: "This kind of fierceness is so fierce
It is useless to keep things, please kill them!" After saying that, he bowed to the gods not far away.
The gods responded together, cheered up their spirits and lifted the iron chains in their hands and moved towards the zombies. Bang! Bang! Bang... The sound of iron chains whipping the flesh sounded like raindrops, and the zombies who were forced could only bear it with a low howling.
The gods were full of anger. Perhaps when their bodies were burned by the flames bursting out from the iron chain, it would be a final relief!
(Today's headache is split, maybe it's because I haven't had a good sleep recently! The gold medal list was finally pulled down by several great gods, and I couldn't help but smile! Thank you for your support, you are all the strongest. Look at Twelve
Can you write a chapter before clicking? Xinghui is not lazy! Really!)