Horror Revival: I Can Eat Evolution

It seems that Fan Zu is preparing to fight a war of attrition. Even if the avatar can't solve Song Qingcheng, it can still consume her physical strength to a certain extent.

At the moment when Song Qingcheng's physical strength is exhausted, Fan Zu's true deity can make a move. At that time, he can do whatever he wants, and Song Qingcheng, who is weak, can only be at his mercy.

"Roar!"

Qiongqi yelled again, and Song Qingcheng would hand over Zhenfei's avatar to give them a fatal blow.

Although Qiongqi's power is ferocious, it is only aimed at a single body, it is better to be a support at the side, anyway, Song Qingcheng's attack can instantly kill dozens of clones in a short time.

It's not a problem at all to deal with them with weak defenses.

Brush brush! !

The third wave of attacks ended, and the fourth round of attacks followed.

It's the same process, the same operation, and even the same result every time.

Qiongqi won't be affected by physical strength, but Song Qingcheng can't. Every time she performs a spike attack in the air, it still consumes a lot of physical strength for her.

No, after the tenth round of attacks, Song Qingcheng fell from the sky and knelt on the ground directly.

Even the corpse king cannot have unlimited physical strength.

"You look tired!"

Fanzu felt that the opportunity had come, but he still didn't dare to do it lightly, mainly because Qiongqi next to Song Qingcheng was an extremely fierce guy.

If he wanted to make a move, it would definitely not work with him around. He had to think of another way, either to kill him, or to entangle him so that he couldn't help Song Qingcheng.

If you have to do this, there is only one way!

Brush brush! !

Under the control of Fanzu's mind, the countless clones that had just formed suddenly set their targets on Qiongqi's body, no longer caring about Song Qingcheng, but rushed towards Qiongqi together.

Qiongqi didn't know that Song Qingcheng's physical strength had reached its limit, and he still wanted to use a cooperative method.

However, this time, after all the avatars were blasted into the sky, Song Qingcheng's figure did not appear for a long time.

There is no way, let alone fighting in the air, Song Qingcheng has trouble getting up now, he really has more energy than energy!
"Roar!"

Qiongqi let out a low shout, and watched the clones falling from the sky all rush on him, drowning him in the blink of an eye.

"A good chance, haha!"

Fan Zu laughed out loud, separated from the alcoholic for no apparent reason, and then rushed to Song Qingcheng, pinning her down without hesitation.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die. Even if I really have such a thought, then, before you die, I have to enjoy it first. A superb beauty like you can't be wasted!"

Song Qingcheng understands why Fan Zu wants to be separated from the alcoholic, he wants to experience the most real feeling!

With an alcoholic, Fan Zu couldn't fully enjoy it, and he couldn't control his body. Even if the alcoholic could do things according to his requirements, the touch and so on were all with the alcoholic.

"Except for the master, my body will not be allowed to be touched by anyone, otherwise, there is only a dead end!"

puff! !

Sensing that Fan Zu's body had returned to reality, Song Qingcheng twisted his eyes, the crystal in front of his chest turned blue, and an ice cone directly penetrated Fan Zu's body.

It was the same as the scene where the soldier was assassinated.

However, Fanzu is the city lord after all, so he doesn't die so easily.

Having just been pierced by the ice pick, Song Qingcheng didn't give Fanzu a chance to breathe, and kicked Fanzu's abdomen fiercely with both feet in a carp straightening motion.

"what!"

Accompanied by a scream, Fan Zu flew out again, and fell heavily to the ground from a height of more than ten meters.

Today, Fan Zu didn't know how many times he flew.

"Ahem, okay, you... you lied to me!!"

Fan Zu wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Song Qingcheng viciously.

It turned out that Song Qingcheng's lack of physical strength just now was all pretended, and the purpose was to lure Fanzu into the bait.

She knew very well that it was not an option to keep fighting like that, if she wanted to deal with these clones, she had to start with the deity.

In addition, Song Qingcheng noticed that Fanzu had been staring at his chest with a lewd look from the beginning to the end.

Immediately affirmed that as long as I could pretend to be at his mercy, this Vatican would 100% fall into the trap.

As it turns out, it did! !

Moreover, after the deity was injured, those clones that suppressed Qiongqi disappeared instantly.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it disappears or not, anyway, Qiongqi is almost wiped out by them.

"Ahem, I didn't expect that a living corpse could be so smart. I really want to see who is better than you or the alcoholic I raised!"

Boom! !
A huge mass of Yin Qi descended from the sky, bombarded the ground and exploded, and then, a vicious ghost floated out of it.

This is a male alcoholic, he is not wearing any clothes at all, but it is not completely naked, the lower part is covered by a cloud of black air, it can be regarded as a piece of clothing.

The belly looks like a pregnant woman, and although she looks evil, she always looks dizzy and unconscious.

The first thing after coming out is to have a few sips of wine.

And this kind of wine is also specially made by Fanzu. In his opinion, it is very simple to raise alcoholics, all you need is to prepare enough wine.

Perhaps other places do not have such conditions, but in the wine city, almost every family makes wine, and there is not as much wine as you want.

"Don't drink yet!"

Fan Zu said coldly: "Kill this living corpse in front of you, and after completing the task, I can give you more wine!"

"Wine, I want to drink!!"

good guy! !

As soon as Fanzu made this promise, the alcoholic went mad instantly, as if he had never drunk in a few lifetimes, he threw the flagon in his hand aside, and roared at Song Qingcheng.

In Song Qingcheng's eyes, this alcoholic is equivalent to a street runner in the world of cursed souls, and there is nothing to look forward to.

However, despite the appearance of the drunkard, if he really fights, his strength is quite terrifying.

Even Song Qingcheng was surprised by his speed, and he arrived beside him without even blinking.

When Song Qingcheng came to his senses, he saw that the drunkard's two hands had already grasped his left and right shoulders, and then he pressed down hard!
Boom! !
The ground under Song Qingcheng's feet collapsed suddenly, and her real body also turned into a cloud of evil spirit, and was beaten to pieces.

As far as ghosts and ghosts are concerned, if they don't take the initiative to transform into evil spirits, as if they were forcibly beaten like this, it means that the opponent's strength has already exceeded their own defense.

After the yin and evil energy dissipated, they condensed together again. Song Qingcheng seemed not injured, but in reality, her body was already twice as weak as before.

They were all beaten into a yin and evil spirit, which is quite serious.

Moreover, don't look at Song Qingcheng as a living corpse, but the identity of the corpse king is here, so she also has some characteristics of a cursed soul.

For example, it collapsed into evil spirits.

It is rare for other living corpses to look like this, which fully demonstrates that Song Qingcheng is different.