Chapter 8 Under the Dragon's spine

"Ah!!"

Zhao Zhuo roared, and the sin samurai sword rushed forward. His hand had not encountered any obstacles at all, so he had already plunged the samurai sword into a few inches. The machine gun in front of him was still constantly attacking. Zhao Zhuo took a deep breath and exhausted all his strength. In an instant, the sky The sin samurai sword resisted all the gravel in front of him, and the white bone tail got a gap. Zhao Zhuo took advantage of this time to suddenly pull out his white bone tail. At the same time, the wings behind him waved back and forth in an instant, and the two giant stones wrapped in the wings slammed into the blood Turin.

Blood Turin was hit by a huge stone, and the attack was stopped. Zhao Zhuo fell to the ground quickly. The pain on the white bone tail increased sharply. Zhao Zhuo's unprecedented panic forced him to gasp loudly. As soon as he flew a few times, blood Turin's yin measured breath came from behind. Zhao Zhuo scolded in his heart and hurriedly dodged from most of the debris, but he was still hit on the spine between his wings by a small amount of gravel. A crisp sound sounded, and Zhao Zhuo fell to the ground screaming and made a loud noise!

"Get down, mortal. As long as you kneel, I will promise your life!" The cold voice of Blood Turin sounded from above, as if to confirm his words. His hand waved from the air again, and countless gravel once again collapsed from the ground into the air, condensing around him. At a glance, it almost occupied more than half of the sky that could be seen. Zhao Zhuo was depressed in his heart and only needed For a moment, even if it is only one time, as long as he can get close to the other party, he can use his powerful close force to seriously injure the other party, and this guy fundamentally suppresses his power!

Da Damn it!

Zhao Zhuo's eyes were round, and his fists clicked straight. Blood Turin looked at him coldly. The next moment, with a wave of his hand, countless gravel rushed up again. Zhao Zhuo was anxious but had no choice but to curl up under his wings, feel the huge collision sound on his wings, and moved his white bone tail and began to check.

It was not until this time that he felt that his body was actually in hot pain. The gravel hit his body and directly caused bone damage. If it hadn't been for his amazing resilience, I'm afraid that there would be no trace of meat in his body now!

"Are you still unwilling to surrender to me? What a stubborn man like this man named Turin, damn worm!"

The space under the wings is not large. Zhao Zhuo struggled to support the sin samurai sword under the wings to resist the impact from above and began to shift his attention to the white bone tail.

Since the white bone tail followed him, there has been no defeat at all. The only damage was that there was a laser shooting when it entered the underground of Gene City, which made a layer of gray on the white bone tail, but even so, it did not make Zhao Zhuo feel pain, but now Zhao Zhuo clearly felt the severe pain on the white bone tail, stroked the white crystal tail bone with his hands, and could even feel layers of unevenness, and a trace of pecking.

The white bone tail is about to be cracked...

"Daw! Blood God, what the hell are you doing?!" Zhao Zhuo scolded in his heart that if he wanted to escape, he could run away, but it was meaningless. He didn't know whether Blood Turin was the genetic person of the Angel City organization. If so, then everything he did was completely meaningless. A blood Turin could completely deal with nothing against him. Attack method, Zhao Zhuo has never encountered such a thing. All his attacks are based on close body and sin samurai swords. As long as the other party can keep him away, this completely limits Zhao Zhuo.

Now that the white bone tail is broken, Zhao Zhuo's strength is equivalent to a one-third reduction, or even more! His left hand was tightly grasped, and a circle of black flames emerged from above. Zhao Zhuo took a deep breath. That's all he can do now. There is still some ghost fire in the blood Turin's body. Zhao Zhuo doesn't want to be able to kill the other party, but at least it's good to limit it.

A trace of struggle flashed in Zhao Zhuo's eyes. These ghost fires should have been used after the blood god came. If Zhao Zhuo wants to turn defeat into victory, he must solve the control of the blood Turin, the control of the blood god, and the burning of the ghost fire. With that gap, Zhao Zhuo believes that he can get The final victory was his previous idea, but everything has become foam with the damage of the white bone tail, and the white bone tail is broken. The wings believe that the same thing will happen soon. Zhao Zhuo has to guard against it. He must come up with a way to deal with it in a short time, otherwise he will face a death. !

"Ah!"

A scream sounded from the outside, and Zhao Zhuo instantly realized that the voice should come from Yang Xin. Yang Xin has been found, and what happened to the Blood God? Thinking back quickly in his mind, Zhao Zhuo almost made up his mind to use it in an instant.

His left hand was immediately full of green hair, and the green hair kept flying out. Zhao Zhuo's left hand constantly turned into a ball of green hair. The green hair changed quickly. In just a few moments, Zhao Zhuo's whole arm had become a ferocious arm completely covered with green hair, and the black flame on his whole arm. Covered, Zhao Zhuo took a deep breath. He never thought that one day he would get a chance to survive in such a way!

"Huh?!"

Zhao Zhuo was about to stimulate the ghost fire again when he suddenly found that there was something different on the white bone tail. There was no light at all in the space covered by wings. But just now, Zhao Zhuo clearly saw the moment when the ghost hand appeared, the crack of the white bone tail flashed. That's not The white light is not so obvious, but it can still be seen that a faint light is constantly swallowing in the darkness, and the swallowing light is constantly flashing, as if something is constantly trying to squeeze out of the white bone tail.

Is there still something alive in my white bone tail?!

Zhao Zhuo was shocked by his idea. He opened his mouth and just wanted to laugh, but he immediately felt a pain in his head. Before he could shout, he felt a sharp tingling on his tail. At the same time, the dark flame on his left hand began to jump unnaturally. Under Zhao Zhuo's big eyes, the paint black fire Yan rushed into the white bone tail crazily. Zhao Zhuo took a deep breath and took an empty breath to regain control of his ghost fire, but there was no response.

The brilliance in the white bone tail continued to flash, the wings continued to be impacted, and the back suffered the greatest pain. The heavenly sin samurai sword shook slightly and tilted slightly. Zhao Zhuo immediately couldn't control the impact of the wings behind him. His eyebrows frowned painfully and tried to bulge. Finally, I pushed my strength up, and I heard a mocking laugh in my ear.

"Get down on your knees!"

Blood Turin shouted in a low voice and was about to increase the attack again. Suddenly, a trace of disgust appeared on his face. Looking at the girl in the same blood-cast blood in the distance on the other side, his face appeared fiercely. With a wave of his hand, countless gravel condensed into a huge stone ball and suddenly throw at the blood god, the blood god Looking from the blood cell, she only had a faint finger, and the stone ball shifted to another direction. Although the angle of change was not too large, it still made her safely avoid the blow.

"Your opponent is me now." The tender voice of the blood god echoed in the gravel space. She looked coldly at the figure that had been completely submerged by the gravel from the blood cells, and the worry on her face flashed. Although she didn't know why, Zhao Zhuo did not have a sound, which made her feel a trace of panic. Was Zhao Zhuo knocked down?!

The Blood God shook his head effortly. It was absolutely impossible. How could this guy die in this place if he could break into the building and bring himself back?

You must come out quickly. My experience can't last too long at all!

The blood god prayed secretly and drew a strange pattern from his hands. The next moment, a huge blood sword appeared in her hand, holding a blood sword, and the blood god rushed to the blood Turin in the air.

Zhao Zhuo was indeed not knocked down, but the situation will not be too good. If his appearance at this moment is seen by the Blood God, he will be extremely surprised. Zhao Zhuo, who was majestic in front of him before, has no blood on his face at this moment. More importantly, Zhao Zhuo, who was gasping for breath, has begun to be fascinated. He became confused, as if he couldn't find any focal length. There was a disgusting smell all over his body. The faint yellow drops of water squeezed out of his body and covered his body like mucus. The white bone tail was completely wrapped in mucus, and the whole tail emitted a trace of light from time to time, but then disappeared. If you lose it, something is being conceived in it.

This is the only consciousness left in Zhao Zhuo's mind now. He knew that something appeared in his white bone tail, which made him cold all over. The white bone tail is connected to his drumming. Isn't that mean that there is a monster in his body?!

This idea made Zhao Zhuo numb. He tried to shake his head and looked at the white bone tail, where a burst of pain was intensifying. The dark flame of the left hand has been completely absorbed, without a trace of flame, and the ghost hand has changed back to its original arm.

"Is this the legendary birth?"

Zhao Zhuo felt the swelling pain on the white bone tail. Before his consciousness dissipated, he couldn't help smiling bitterly. After that, his whole body quickly trembled twice, and he could no longer maintain the pain on his wings and fell to the ground moaning. Before he fell to the ground, he looked over there again. Maybe it was his hallucination. Zhao Zhuo clearly saw a small head on his white bone tail. The head was still wrapped in yellow mucus and could not see any shape at all, but it was certain that it should not be Zombies. But Zhao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

"For good, I'm not a zombie. I can't be a zombie mother!"