I Was Born In The Underworld - Chapter 605
accumulate steadily.
Gu fan has many examples of this.
Wu has accumulated a lot of experience in the past for a long time. Among the legendary 14 people, her strength is among the best. According to the truth, she should have broken through the shackles of Mitsui.
But The ability of fog is too special.
From a scientific point of view, it is impossible for human body to transform into other substances, but she did.
Shua, Shua, Shua.
Fog’s body is repeatedly cut and then re healed.
The broken arm turned into dust, half of the head was cut off, but did not die, cut off the wound bloody shocking, you can see the pulse of the brain and white brain.
But The cut part is turned into smoke and dust and dissipated.
Qingyu continues to attack. The whole body of the fog is strangled, but there is still not a drop of blood flowing down. The cut body parts burst into puffs of smoke and dust again.
The smoke and mist around is getting thicker and thicker.
07 fog is like a ghost, she wanders in the dust, floating and sinking.
Suddenly she reappeared.
In the misty line of sight, the woman’s figure was even more difficult to see. There was no sound of footsteps. When I looked carefully, I found that there was only a burst of smoke and dust in the lower part of No. 07’s body, which disappeared in front of me with a long tail.
Ghosts.
It’s like a ghost.
The fog didn’t even have the lower body this time. It only solidified part of the chest and arms. The most terrible thing is There’s no head above the chest!!
Headless??
No body??
The fog moved forward rapidly, but without head and body, he launched an attack. With a wave of his arm, the dust condensed into a gray dagger and rowed towards Qingyu’s neck.
It’s horrible.
That’s what happens in horror movies.
Qingyu is very fast, subconsciously to stop the attack of the dagger. The sharp feather knife in his hand cuts the gray and foggy dagger directly.
“No!”
“The touch?”
Qingyu’s eyes jump. For a moment, there is no feeling of metal collision. Yu Dao cuts the gray dagger into two parts without any obstruction, but it is because of this that it seems strange.
It’s a dagger made of dust!!
The sharpest feather knife cuts it, just like cutting off a wind, which is still moving forward after passing the feather knife and solidifying into a solid again.
Back!!
Qingyu flashed back quickly, and the gray dagger appeared in the middle of her neck.
A bloodstain was cut out. Qingyu’s snow-white neck was cut into a shallow wound. It didn’t hurt the blood vessels and throat. Only a drop of blood slid down the wound to the clavicle
It hurt me.
Qingyu’s pupil shrinks suddenly. Unexpectedly, the woman who is underestimated by himself hurts himself!!
“Damn it.”
Qingyu’s hand clutching with the feather knife is creaking. Just now, he has driven his opponent to death, but now the situation is reversed.
Can’t hurt!!
No matter how fast Qingyu’s knife is, it can’t hurt the ghost like woman in the mist.
What kind of monster has this evolved into??
Shua.
Shua, Shua, Shua.
Qingyu continued to fight in the fog.
Her combat effectiveness is really strong, constantly tearing the ghosts around, and 07 fog is difficult to really hurt Qingyu.
Ten.
A hundred bucks.
It’s hard to cut the lifeblood of zhongqingyu even with a thousand knives.
But The outcome of the battle seems doomed.
No matter what, No.07 fog has been in an invincible position, and the wounds on Qingyu’s body will continue to increase. Even if there will be life-threatening for a while and a half, it will definitely fail if it continues for a long time.
On the other side.
Gu fan showed a satisfied smile.
Sure enough, 07 fog of the door kick out, as the God of death eyes has always been right.
“This battle is over.”
Gu Fan said so, the others around him were still in the dark, confused, trying to look towards the middle of the foggy battlefield, but they still couldn’t find any clue. Aren’t they in full swing??
How is it coming to an end??
Gu fan was not interested in watching the battle. He looked back at the opposing Red Dragon King in the distance: “I won this battle, right?”
The red dragon king never thought that a battle that seemed to be absolutely victorious would be attacked by the other side.
I’m not reconciled.
I’m really not reconciled.
The Red Dragon King gave a cold hum, and a low voice came out from his throat: “hum, the battle is not over yet. Don’t judge it rashly. Although the physical level of your men is almost invincible, there is no way to kill her.”Red Dragon King said, slowly raised his hand.
On the dragon scale, there was a hot flame, and the flame turned from the initial red to the hot white, and the temperature was also rising, but it was only kept in a small range, and would not let the flame burn the surrounding plants and trees.
He is saying that even if it changes into a big fog, it can be killed. Just burn all the dust particles in the fog to ashes.
At that time, will the 07 fog be reborn??
Gu fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently: “well, since you are so happy to see your men being executed with one knife, I don’t have any opinions, just a little waste of time.”
“Next, let’s start the second battle directly?”
He was put to death.
It is said that this kind of punishment requires three thousand cuts on the human body before the target dies slowly in endless pain.
I’m afraid Qingyu is in this state.
She can’t hit the enemy, but the enemy can slowly leave a wound on her body, which will be very shallow at first, but the wound will become very deep with continuous coverage, and a thousand shallow scars will go deep into the bone marrow.
Isn’t that the death penalty??
However, it will take three days to be executed, and it will take a long time to cut Qingyu to death. The cruel God of death doesn’t have the leisure to stare at this “punishment” battle, but wants to directly open the second one.
“I’ll do it.”
A low, hoarse voice came from behind the back of the Red Dragon King.
The robe was lifted.
A bony old man came slowly.
He is an ascetic among the ten saints and an elder pursued by the ascetics.
The ascetic monk didn’t show a strong breath. Instead, like Gu fan, he had a feeling of introverted power.
When ordinary people see him, they can’t believe that the ascetic is a saint.
For a long time, his skin was as thin as a withered old man’s skin.
This person let Gu fan see two more eyes.
There is wisdom hidden in his turbid eyes. It seems that he has seen through the world. At last, he returns to his original nature and feels like a fool.
“Never destroy King Kong.”
“Go and fight that old man.”
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