end of the period

Chapter 180 God's Secret Man

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The whole crowd was in a mess again. Everyone fought against each other, just to compete for the bone spears, but only saw four bone spears, but no one noticed this in such a flustered scene.

Poo! Another mute fell down. In the pile of corpses, only two people crawled out of it. One person held three bone spears in his hand and one person had only one bone spear in his hand. The two looked at each other and let out a shout in their mouths coincidentally, holding bone spears and collided with each other.

He finally held three bone spears in his hand. The mutor, who was slightly stronger than himself just now, finally found a chance to kill him on the ground because he was seriously injured. Although he was seriously injured, looking at the huge wealth he got, he felt that he would soon be able to dominate one side. Here Xiurong City broke out of a famous place, all of which was worth it. He dragged his legs and moved forward with difficulty. He pulled out the last bone spear nailed to the body, and the four bone spears were in his hands. His physical strength is about to be exhausted, and his transformation state has been lifted, but all the mutants around him have been killed, and he doesn't have to worry about any danger at all.

However, at his finger, the moment he was about to hold the bone spear, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the tip of a bloody spear kept expanding in his eyes. The bone spear inverted on the body in front of him suddenly popped out of the body and flew straight to his head. Under normal circumstances, he may be able to avoid it, but now it's just a imagination. Looking at the bone spear that keeps expanding in his pupils, he can't help but think of his lover and child sitting at the rich dining table on that warm night before the end of the world.

Poo-huh! The white brain and bright red blood splashed in the air. The bone spear penetrated through his whole brain. The sharp tip of the spear poked out from the back of his head, with a bloody scalp hanging on it. Because the speed was too fast, his brain still had a short consciousness, and he saw a black beast claw falling from just now. The open wound on the chest of the dead body stretched out, and then clenched into a fist and disappeared. Who is this? Perhaps only the Lord of Hell can answer this question.

A huge claw of a beast was pulled out of the body, full of blood and flesh. The beast waved its claws and threw the body aside.

"Hmm, I really think I'm in control of everything. I don't know how to sail carefully for ten thousand years." A figure climbed out of the pile of corpses, pulled out the blood-stained bone spear from the head of the corpse with a backhand.

If these corpses can be known, they must be recognized as the shadow leopard who fell in the pool of blood at the beginning. He was still alive and became the final winner.

The shadow leopard picked up the bone spear, wiped it a few times on the body of a corpse, wiped the brain plasma and blood stains on it, and then quickly held the remaining three bone spears in his hand from the arms of the body. He lifted it under his feet, kicked away the body of the bottom merchant, dug his sharp nails on the ground, and deducted a bone spear from it. Come on, five bone spears!

The shadow leopard knew that this was right and wrong, and did not look at the corpses on the ground. He quickly ran to the southeast, knowing that the Black Tiger Gang's residence was in the whole east.

Shortly after the shadow leopard left, the body made a rustling sound. A blood-stained palm stretched out from the body and pushed the body covering his body aside. A blood man climbed out of the corpse pile, staring at the direction where the shadow leopard left, as if he wanted to imprint the shadow leopard in his mind. Then he slowly stood up and picked out a few strong bodies from the pile of corpses. These bodies were all mutants who had just entered the middle-level realm of blood exchange, and all of them were first-class good hands. If they hadn't been killed here, they could have occupied a corner of Xiurong City.

Behind the bloody man, he suddenly stretched out a tail, rolled it up, tied the body into a roll, and left to the southwest of Xiurong City. Occasionally, a cold green light flashed at the end of the tail.

There was only a faint smell of blood left on the battlefield, and the ruins. A dark shadow fell into the battlefield like a ghost. If it hadn't been a little delay, I'm afraid I would have already entered here. The dark shadow stopped at the place where the Titan bird and the poppy man fought. Although this smell is a little looming, it does not seem to pose any obstacle to this dark shadow. Soon he found a smell of death, which is also mixed with the smell of canines and a wisp of bird beasts, but there is no smell of another quenching master. Tao, it seems that this human master won in the end.

This taste extends to the west. It seems that they should go to the west. The shadows do not hesitate to step under their feet and quickly run to the west. He is going to take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Zhao Qi listened to the reward of his two spies, and his eyebrows gradually relaxed. It seemed that this war dealt a heavy blow to all the muters in Xiurong City. This was the opportunity for the official Zhao clan to enter strongly. Although he did not know the final result of the fierce beast war in the hardening period, from the perspective of the scattered pressure of Xiurong City, both sides were defeated. The probability of injury is very high. In that case, it will be more convenient to integrate the power of Xiurong City.

"The clans, we need to speed up our pace, occupy Xiurong City, and use the resources and manpower here. I believe we can rebuild Zhao's cottages soon. We can't let the old man, the former patriarch and those clans lying in the forest sacrifice in vain." Zhao Qi's tone was solemn and sad. Hearing Zhao Qi's voice, a humiliating anger surged in the hearts of the people. Yes, this is the only way to be worthy of those who died in the war. Only in this way can the cottage be rebuilt.

A roar broke out in the crowd, followed by a wave-like shout from the clans. Seeing such a united clan and such a high morale, Zhao Qi's heart was much more relaxed. Only with such unity can they rebuild a Zhao's cottage in Xiurong City.

Zhao Qi has changed from an ordinary mutant warrior to a commander ruler. Although it is not his original intention, he must be like this for the living space of the Zhao clan, and I have to say that his adaptability is very strong, and he has been able to collect freely so quickly. This ability is even that Zhao Mu No.

Zhao Qi waved his arm, and the clans advanced as fast as they could in a neat formation to the south, and a fighting spirit of war emanated from them.

"Come out. Don't think that I can't find you when you hide in the dark." A tower-like figure appeared in front of the ghost mastiff, blocking its way forward. Although the man did not emit any pressure, the ghost mastiff still felt extremely dangerous from him.

The ghost mastiff stopped and stood still. Although it couldn't understand what the man in front of him was saying, it knew that the man in front of him must be the poppy man. If it were himself, I'm afraid he would be dead now.

The ghost mastiff honestly carry the body of the Titan bird and lie on the ground motionless.

"Since you don't come out, I will take the body of this big bird and this mutatic beast for you." After saying that, the man in black waved his hand, and his palms were covered like a black cloud, covering the ghost mastiff under this black cloud. The next moment, the ghost mastiff was about to die under the yellow spring.

Of course, the poppy man will not let the ghost mastiff die under the palm of the man in black. You should know that there is only a very small probability that such a dead beast will appear, and its preciousness is far above that of the Titan bird.

The poppy man's body recovers very quickly. In such a short time, he has recovered most of his physical strength. There should be no problem dealing with a variant whose initial setting is in the middle-level quenching period.

A white bone claw was grabbed from the corner and crashed straight into the attacking black cloud.

Bum! A dull sound sounded, which made people's ears numb, like a muffled thunder in the flat ground.

The aftermath of the collision lifted the ghost mastiff's head and hit it into the ruins beside it. The body of the Titan bird on its back also rolled aside. The ghost mastiff was not harmed. His body flexibly turned over on the ground, got up, opened its huge mouth, bit a corner of the body of the Titan bird, and tried its best to pull it into the ruins. Hide it.

"Haha, I finally can't help but want to take action. If I had taken action long ago, it seems that I would have been seriously injured." The man in black laughed and fell to the ground.

The poppy man snorted and stood opposite the man in black. The white bone armor had also covered his body and wrapped his body in it.

The poppy man did not talk. He kicked his feet, fit up, turned around and kicked, and his white bone claws swept straight to the lower plate of the man in black. The poppy man is going to make a quick decision. He has noticed that the strength of the man in black is a whole level lower than his own in the middle-level quenching state. With his current strength, there should be no problem to be careful.

The palm of the man in black doubled, and the black palm with a strong wind slapped on the calf of the poppy man.

The poppy man's heart was ambled, and the connouns knew whether he had it or not. If he dodged at this moment, he would just launch a storm attack. When the other party was tired to deal with it, he would make a lion roar and determine the universe with one move, which could completely put him under his hand when he didn't make a move.

The opponent's palm is at the critical position of his own rhythm, disrupting his own offensive rhythm, and the subsequent attack cannot be launched.

The poppy man's toes turned down a little and forcibly pressed it down. At the same time, his claws grabbed the chest mask door of the man in black, like a giant lion who chose a person to eat.