Automatic hang up will become stronger

Chapter 142
Zhou Kaiming noticed the changes in the dynamics of Lu Qing's army of undead, and he also judged in an instant that Lu Qing wanted to force him out of the circle and kill him with a sandstorm.

Zhou Kaiming was a little worried about the collision of the undead army on the opposite side, so he gave priority to avoiding those big, powerful attacks to avoid being rushed out of the safety circle.

However, this also has disadvantages. Those attacks with sharp weapons are the most harmful to his body, and should be avoided first.

But now that the cart is turning the cart before the horse, he will inevitably be hit by some of these attacks.There were several blood holes on his body all of a sudden, which made his serious injury even more serious.

Zhou Kaiming knew that he had to make some changes, he had to break through!If this continues, he will definitely die here.

Being forced to the end of the road, Zhou Kaiming's eyes began to turn scarlet, and he felt an unprecedented power surge out of his body.

This is another racial talent of the demons. It explodes all its power in a short time like a trapped beast.

Even if you can't survive, you have to kill your enemies, which is why few people dare to provoke the demons in the vast universe.

Similarly, this is also the reason why the demons are notorious in the universe. This kind of wildness like a mad dog is more obvious on the pure blooded demons.

This gushing force made Zhou Kaiming's blood boil instantly. He struck out with a knife, but it didn't look like he was using a knife.

And it seemed to be using an axe, that's right, Zhou Kaiming seemed to be using an axe, a big stick, and slashed across his body with a single knife, chopping off the two undead horned deer in front of him.

He rushed towards Lu Qing with a magic attack, but although the displacement distance of the magic attack has been increased a lot due to the racial talent of the demons, there is still a distance from Lu Qing.

Zhou Kaiming didn't have to worry about being squeezed out by these undead creatures, because at this moment Zhou Kaiming had already fallen into the encirclement of these undead creatures.

Knives, axes, spears, sticks... Countless attacks fell on Zhou Kaiming's body. Almost instantly, Zhou Kaiming's rising momentum was stagnated, and he even began to fall continuously.

Zhou Kaiming spat out a mouthful of blood, and a demon god descended, summoning a phantom of a demon god to help him block the subsequent damage.

Then, the two demon gods attacked the surrounding undead creatures together, creating a short vacuum between the swarming undead creatures and him.

Zhou Kaiming was extremely happy, and took this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill Lu Qing. Lu Qing was a little afraid, but still bit the bullet and went towards Zhou Kaiming.

Lu Qing knew that he only needed to hold Zhou Kaiming for a while, and his army of undead creatures would come to help him.

And the demon clan in front of him is clearly at the end of its strength. After this wave, the victory belongs to him, and the treasure he has been thinking about will be at his fingertips.

It's just that Zhou Kaiming is so easy to contend with?The moment Zhou Kaiming rushed towards Lu Qing, the Metabolism Demon God phantom, he already had the energy compression movement in his hands.

When Zhou Kaiming rushed to the climate of about three meters in the clear sky, the energy had already been compressed to the limit, and if the compression continued, even Zhou Kaiming himself might not be able to bear it.

But this was enough, the ink-colored long knife in Zhou Kaiming's hand was terrifyingly deep, like a black hole, as if it could swallow all the light.

There was a clear and melodious singing on the edge of the black long knife. It hadn't been so happy for a long time.How long has it been since such familiar, rich magic power appeared on his sword body?

The ink-colored long knife has only now shown its sharpness for the first time, the real sharpness.

And at this moment, the concentration of magic power compression has reached a sensational six times, which is the result of his racial talent concentrated at the end.

Explosion, sublimation, destruction, reconstruction!
At this time, the black long knife actually had some faint momentum to spy on the order. This was an extremely powerful force that lifted the veil covering the order, revealing that shocking glimpse.

In a blink of an eye, the black long knife had already killed Lu Qing, but at this moment, Lu Qing seemed to have been frightened, and did not respond.

It stands to reason that Lu Qing, as the young master of the undead calling clan, could not be so timid and fearful. Faced with this kind of threat, she should have been in front of Mount Tai without changing her face.

But he was just dumbfounded, or it wasn't that he was scared dumb, but he was caught by something.

No one noticed that when Zhou Kaiming finished gaining momentum and slashed at Lu Qing, the black long knife emitted a burst of microwaves imperceptibly, interfering with Lu Qing.

It wasn't until the moment when the black long knife touched Lu Qing's neck that Lu Qing realized that her face was dazed and her eyes were a little dull.

Immediately, the head of the good man fell to the ground, and the young master of the undead calling clan, the future generation of heroes, died in the final match on this third-level planet.

It is extremely ironic, who would have thought that Lu Qing would die in such a place that they regarded as a poor country, a wilderness, and a wilderness?

At the same time, on a huge, withered planet hundreds of light years away, a fate talisman shattered silently.

An old man in a black robe picked up the fate talisman with an unchanged expression, and saw the last scene Lu Qing saw, a monstrous demon, holding a black long knife and cutting off his favorite grandson neck.

Although his complexion was still untouched, anyone with a discerning eye could read that indescribable anger and feel an unparalleled terrifying coercion.

He clenched his knuckles tightly, and completely smashed the life talisman that had been broken into two halves in his hand.

He sent an image of Zhou Kaiming's face to his subordinates, and then attached a line of ancient language of their undead calling clan:

"Level [-] wanted this official, within three months, if you want to see people alive, you need to see corpses if you die."

Back to Zhou Kaiming, since Lu Qing's head was cut off with the long black knife, Saravor's system automatically judged Zhou Kaiming's victory.

And those undead summoned by Lu Qing also slowly lost their vitality with Lu Qing's death, and Lu Qing was their source of motivation.

Without Lu Qing, they were just one cold corpse after another.

Zhou Kaiming was a little surprised, the victory came so easily, how could this Lu Qing be so unbearable?
In his impression, even if he was stronger than Lu Qing in melee combat, he was still limited, and it was impossible to kill Lu Qing so easily.

But he didn't think too much about it, he said it was simple but just look at the scars on Zhou Kaiming's body.

These are enough to prove how hard and difficult this battle is. This is the most difficult battle Zhou Kaiming has ever fought.

(End of this chapter)