Chapter 089 Second Kill

Looking at the scattered pieces in the sky, everyone's eyes widened.

"Is this dead?"

"It won't be that simple."

"Oh, man, you are so robbing your head."

“......”

But soon, everyone found something wrong.

The "Son of Death" was blown up, but the master was still silent and did not give any killing hints. Then, a black whirlwind suddenly blew in the sky. The wind appeared out of thin air, drifting, inhaling and absorbing the scattered minced meat, and then the heart constricted twice like agitation, in a thick to substantial mass. In the black fog, the intact "son of death" came out again!

"This is..." Everyone was speechless for a long time.

Can he still reorganize when he is shattered? Is this the legendary immortality? If you don't die, how can you fight?

The second reorganized "son of death" could not see any weakness, but the light in a pair of blood eyes became stronger and stronger, surrounded by blood mist, and the murderous atmosphere was gloomy and cold.

The werewolf brother was also stunned, and then roared and strode out again, and his claws fell head-on. If I can beat you once, I can beat you up for the second time! Kill until you can't breathe, and see if you can resurrect infinitely?

At this time, there was a sudden cry from behind: "Come back, don't get close to it!"

It's a pity that it's still too late. At the moment when the werewolf's claws fell, the son of death, who had nothing to do, suddenly raised his head and two real blood rays shot out of his eyes, and there were bursts of faint fog around him!

Deep and evil and ferocious black fog!

The black fog suddenly gushed out, directly covering the werewolf who rushed to the front, and then a painful moan came from the black fog.

"Fuck, dare to touch my brother, I and you are endless!" The bald man roared in shock and anger, and immediately buried his hair and charged.

Two seconds later, the black fog covering the werewolf and the "son of death" gradually dispersed. Only then did everyone see clearly that the whole arm of the werewolf brother was torn away alive, broken shoulder to shoulder, and his flesh and blood were blurred. His face was twisted and changed, his dry lips wide open, and his eyes almost fell out. The remaining hand pinched his throat, the volume had shrunk a circle, the wolf hair also became dry and boring, white smoke appeared on his body, his skin quickly turned gray and white, and his whole body fell into a rapid In the state of aging!

At this time, the black fog around the body of the "Son of Death" is thicker. If there is a life-like fluctuation, it feels like it is burning all over. Under the bandage is wrapped in a burning rage, and even the breath is hot. It gently bent down, fell down, and suddenly raised a jumping purple slender flame in the palm of its right hand.

This flame is cold, and I feel ferocious, cold, brutal and evil when I look up, as if even my soul can burn!

This flame burned quietly in the hands of the son of death, cold and deep, cold and evil.

Ignoring everyone's support attack, it flicked its fingers, and a purple flame flew to the werewolf's arm, igniting a purple flame on his body. The whole arm was like paper, turning into white ashes in the werewolf's desperate scream.

Then the right hand of the son of death has been waved from above, and a gorgeous spirit like a purple spray slowly pushed out in the air, rushing to the bald strong stride.

Although the bald Qiang was angry, he did not lose his mind. At the moment when the flame hit him, he summoned two American soldiers and stood in front of him without hesitation.

Two American soldiers collided gorgeously with the evil purple flame, and without even screaming, they were quietly wrapped in the cold, ferocious, cruel, evil and purple flame.

Their footsteps immediately stopped in place, and blood gushed out of their mouths. But as soon as it was contaminated with the air, it turned into a large purple area, as if it had been frozen and frozen. After a few seconds, it collapsed, as if the castle piled up with sand on the beach turned into foam in the wave and dissipated.

And the angry bald Qiang has taken this opportunity to rush to the "Son of Death". His hands poked out violently in the air, giving people the feeling that a fish was swimming in the water. First, he hit the back of the "Son of Death" heavily, and then grabbed its shoulders hard. Then, the two of them shook off the stiff werewolf and crashed into the wall next to them!

Rumbled, the wall was directly collapsed and cracked. The two rolled out of the rubble with dust. The dry and short body of the "son of Death" was violently grabbed by the bald head and threw it at the big tree next to them.

In the loud sound of "crip", the trees collapsed and the branches and leaves collapsed crazily.

The body ball of the "Son of Death" seemed to bounce back into the air, and then dozens of gorgeous silver lights hit its body like a meteor, and countless blood lights suddenly appeared.

"All attack! After its resurrection, it is no longer invulnerable!" Someone shouted.

The opportunity to beat the water dog will naturally not be let go. For a while, all kinds of attacks exploded again.

Lin Xiao held the silver left wheel and aimed slightly. His right hand was as stable as a rock, and he pulled the trigger expressionlessly.

A silver bullet rotated and flew out of the muzzle, engraved with mysterious runes on the surface, stirring up a ripple-like trajectory in the air, breaking a branch halfway, penetrating a leaf, and then accurately kissing the eyebrows of the "son of death", easily penetrating the unprotected bones, and then "Puff" shot into the brain.

Then, the blood shot out, and then the thunder rolled in anger, and the broken magic and explosive attributes attached to the bullet were launched, and the head of the "Son of Death" exploded.

This is more than that! Feng Xiaoxi, who had been looking for opportunities, also stretched out his hand and wiped it gently on his chest, and a string of ancient elf words that no one could understand appeared out of the air. These words with light green light floated in the air, and there was a sense of power through the back of the paper.

The little girl's slender white fingers gently clicked, and pleasant notes sounded faintly in the air, such as deep mountains and streams, spring torrents, and tinkling.

Her fingers seemed to have magic, stretching and distorting these ancient elf inscriptions, rapidly merging and condensing into an arrow shining with hazy green light, emitting a strong breath of life and shooting with an arrow!

There was no earth-shaking sound or loud noise. This green arrow quietly leaped into the sky and gently fell into the chest of the "son of Death".

"Oh!..."

A harsh scream suddenly sounded from the headless chest of the "Son of Death". Under the small shot of the wind, it made a painful roar for the first time.

The emerald green of life and the black fog of death rolled over its body, while other adventurers hit the "son of death" for the second time.

But what makes people desperate is that there is another black fog whirlwind in the air, which will be sucked in by the exploded flesh and rotated twice, and the "Son of Death" will shine again.

"He can't kill him at all." Everyone is about to despair.

No matter how exquisite the cooperation and powerful killing moves are, what's the point of dealing with a monster that can't be killed?

There are only three things, and the life of life again and again is definitely a heavy blow to everyone's confidence.

But there is no other idea at this time. If you want to escape, will the monster opposite let you go? Run away separately, I'm afraid it will only be killed by it.

The team folded another person. The werewolf was burned by the purple flame, and the whole left arm had turned into flying ashes. The person was also depressed. He lay on the ground and trembled, and his forehead was as hot as fire. Obviously, he had a high fever. Don't hope for the battle, just survive.

At the critical moment, Lin Xiao stood up and said in a low voice:

"Don't forget that we are adventurers. God can catch and eat it, not to mention a small mummy? Maybe it has an immortal body, but the soul cannot remain invincible. You block... Leave the rest to me. Don't worry, I will definitely kill it next time."

Lin Xiao's tone is very calm, but this feeling of understatement is more convincing.

The ability of "Son of Death" currently shows that it can also reorganize the super resilience of the body, zombie toxin infection, evil purple flame burning. From the surface, ordinary attacks seem to be ineffective, but they hate the strong breath of life and hate Lin Xiao's hellfire. Obviously, it has a soul and no soul. Legal reorganization.

At this point, it's a little boring to talk about the conspiracy layout. It's about who has many cards and means, and the winner is the one who laughs to the end.

"In that case..." Lin Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly and put on a golden mask that seemed to laugh and cry, and her voice also became hoarse and low. "Prepare for the judgment of fate."