I was Born in Hell - Chapter 608

Thick accumulation of hair.

There are many such examples around Gu Fan.

Wu has accumulated a lot of experience in the past, and her strength is among the best among the fourteen legends. According to the truth, she should have broken through the Mithril level.

But … the fog’s ability is too special.

The transformation of human flesh into other substances is, from a scientific point of view, nothing but heaven and earth, but she did it anyway.

Alas.

The misty body was cut repeatedly and then healed again.

The broken arm turned into dust, and half of his head was cut off without dying. He was cut off from the **** shock of the wound, and he could see the pulse of the brain beating and the brain of white flowers.

But … the cut-off part is turned into smoke and dissipated.

Qing Yu continued to attack, and the entire body of the mist was hanged, but still a drop of blood did not shed, and the severed body part exploded into a burst of smoke and dust again.

The surrounding mist and mist was getting denser.

Fog 07 is like a female ghost, she is wandering in the dust, uncertain and floating.

Suddenly she appeared again.

In the misty blurry sight, the woman’s figure was even more unreadable, and no sound of footsteps came. When I looked carefully, I found that there was only a burst of smoke in the lower body of No. 07, and the long tail disappeared before him.

ghost.

Just a female ghost.

The fog had disappeared even the lower body this time, and only part of the chest and arms were consolidated. The most terrifying thing was … there was no skull above the chest! !!

Headless? ?

Bodyless? ?

The fog moved forward quickly, without head and body, but launched an attack. The arm swayed forward, and the dust condensed into a gray dagger, which was swept away towards Qing Yu’s neck.

horrible.

This is the scene that only appears in horror movies.

Qing Yu was extremely fast. She subconsciously blocked the attack of the dagger. The feather knife was sharp and abnormal, and the gray misty dagger was cut off directly.

“wrong!!”

“This touch?”

Qing Yu’s eyes jumped, and the moment the short soldiers met, there was no feeling of metal collision. Yu Dao cut the gray dagger into two sections without hindrance, but only because of this seemed strange.

It was a dagger made of dust! !!

Cutting it with the sharpest feather blade is like cutting off a wind, and this wind is still advancing after passing the feather blade, once again condensing into an entity.

Retreat! !!

Qing Yu flashed back quickly, and the grey dagger appeared at the center of Yu Dao and her neck.

A bloodstain was scratched, and Qing Yu’s snow-white neck was cut into a superficial wound, without damaging the blood vessels and throat. Only a drop of blood slid down the wound along the clavicle …

It hurt me.

Qing Yu’s pupils shrank, and she never thought that the woman who was underestimated by herself would hurt herself! !!

“hateful.”

Qing Yu’s hand holding the feather knife creaked, and just now he was pushing his opponent into the dead, but now the situation has reversed.

Can’t hurt! !!

Qing Yu’s sword can no longer hurt the ghostly woman in the mist.

What kind of monster has this evolved into? ?

Alas.

Alas.

Qing Yu continued to fight in the fog.

Her fighting power is also really strong, constantly tearing the ghost images formed around it, and the 07th fog is also difficult to really hurt Qing Yu.

Ten knives.

One hundred knives.

Even a thousand knives are difficult to cut the lifeline of Qing Yu.

But … the outcome of the battle seems to be doomed.

No matter how you say, No. 07 fog is already invincible, and the wounds on Qing Yu will continue to increase. Even if there is no danger to life at half past one, it will undoubtedly continue for a long time.

the other side.

Gu Fan smiled with satisfaction.

Sure enough, No. 07 fog’s front door kicked out, and the vision of death was always right.

“This battle is over.”

Gu Fan said so, others around him were still in the drum, and they looked at the misty battlefield in the middle of the misty battlefield, still found no clue, aren’t the two people in full swing? ?

Why is it over? ?

Gu Fan continued to watch the war without interest, and withdrew his gaze to the distant Red Dragon King: “I win this game, right?”

The Red Dragon King never expected that a battle that seemed to be absolutely 100% successful would be counterattacked by the opponent.

Not reconciled.

Really unwilling.

The Red Dragon King gave a cold hum, and a low voice was made in his throat: “Hm, the battle is not over yet. Don’t judge arbitrarily. Although your physical level is almost invincible, it is not impossible for her to die.”

The Red Dragon King said, slowly raising his palm.

The hot flames flowed from the dragon scales, and the flames gradually turned from the initial fiery red to the hot white burns, and the temperature was rising gradually, but it was kept within a small range, which would not let the flames burn around. One grass and one tree.

He was saying that even if it changes into a thick fog, it can be killed, just need to burn all the dust particles in the fog into ashes.

Will Mist 07 be reborn by then? ?

Gu Fan shrugged indifferently: “Well, now that you are so happy to see yourself being executed by Ling Dadao Ling, I don’t have any opinion on UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but it is a waste of time.”

“Next, let’s start the second battle directly?”

Ling Chi was executed.

It is said that this kind of punishment requires a full cut of three thousand swords on the human body, so that the target can slowly die in endless suffering.

Qing Yu is probably in this state.

She can’t hit the enemy, but the enemy can slowly leave a wound on her, which will initially be very shallow, but the wound will continue to cover deep, and a thousand shallow marks will penetrate into the bone marrow.

Isn’t this the execution of Ling Chi? ?

However, Ling Chi’s execution took three days and it took Qingyu a long time to stab him to death. The cruel Grim Reaper did not stare at this nearly “penal” battle, but wanted to start the second game directly.

“Let me do it.”

A deep hoarse voice came from behind the Red Dragon King.

The robe opened.

A skinny old man walked slowly.

He is the ascetic monk among the top ten saints, and the elder chased by the ascetics.

The ascetic monk did not show a strong breath, but, like the ancients, had a feeling of restrained power.

When ordinary people see him, they must not believe that a dervish is a saint.

His lean body was like an old man with a half body immersed in loess. There was no muscle under the skin that was wrinkled like dead leaves, and the skinny skin seemed to support for a long time in a state of malnutrition.

This man gave Gu Fandu a double look.

Wisdom was hidden in his dim eyes, and he seemed to have seen through the red dust of the world, and finally returned to his true feelings.

“Immortal King Kong.”

“Go and fight that old man.”

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