Abnormal items

Dengying looked at the "thing" in front of him. He didn't know whether to explain Zuo Crow's mouth or whether he had foresight.

"Hey, don't tell me, it's quite artistic!" Jie Zuo continued to comment with an attitude that it had nothing to do with him.

"Ha! Are you as brainless as me? This banana is called artistic."

He unbuttoned his nose and said, "Postmodern art!

At this time, the man in red robe in front of the two people was no longer the same as before - the man in red robe was now much larger, and the red robe on his body had been shredded, revealing the densely twisted "corpse" inside.

The entire body of the red-robed man seemed to be twisted and stuck together by countless "corpses". The mask on the face is embedded among the many heads on top.

The man in red robe had grown to a height of three stories. Jie Zuo looked up at the "man in red robe" and said, "Let alone fighting this thing, I will lose my temper even just staring at it."

"What is san?" Dengying asked.

"Oh, it's just the sanity value." Jie Zuo scratched his hair.

"Oh, I don't have that kind of thing." Deng Ying said calmly.

"You said it won't kill all the people in the 60th District?" Jie Zuo asked Dengying while looking at the "man in red robe" who continued to grow taller.

Deng Ying was silent.

"You will pay the price!! Father has given me my supreme glory." The roar of the man in red came from above, sounding like the voices of many people combined.

Xie Zuo flexed his muscles and bones: "Come on, the second form of the boss is here, but it's tough enough to beat." After saying that, he picked up the soul-eating hammer and rushed forward.

The lamp shadow floated in mid-air, waving his hands continuously, and the mist began to boil and roll. After a while, a monster composed of pure white mist appeared and pounced on the "man in red robe".

The hands on the "man in red robe" were so densely packed that Jie Zuo, who ran up to him, felt like he had no idea where to start.

"Why are you still standing there in a daze?" Dengying directed the fog monster to wrestle with the red-robed man. When he saw Jie Zuo running up to him in a daze, he couldn't help but shout to Jie Zuo.

Jie Zuo took a deep breath and took out his standard pistol: "Adults, times have changed!" Then he fired at the mask embedded in the skull.

"Bang bang bang" Jie Zuo fired three times in a row. The bullets hit it without even a scratch, but it angered the man in red: "Jie - Zuo -"

The man in red robe roared angrily, and the hand on top suddenly lengthened, wrapping around the "fog monster", and then threw the "fog monster" to the ground with all his strength.

Jie Zuokan's mouth twitched: "The adult era has changed again!"

The hands of the man in red began to lengthen, trying to wrap around Jie Zuo. Jie Zuo hurriedly dropped his pistol, picked up the soul-eating hammer, and knocked off the hand that had reached out.

"Roar——" The man in red robe roared, causing the ground to shake. Xie's left foot became unsteady and he fell to the ground.

Several hands took the opportunity to grab Jie Zuo and drag him towards his "body".

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Jie Zuo’s spiritual space...

"Ah ah ah, I can't beat him, I can't beat him." Jie Zuo, with messy hair, was rolling on the ground.

"Jie Zuo" on the side combed his hair and said to the rolling Jie Zuo on the ground: "So you came to find me? Aren't you afraid that I won't come back if I leave?"

Jie Zuo, who was on the ground, sat up and asked, "What if the Great Sage will never come back?"

"I'll never come back!" Maybe it's because the hope of leaving is around the corner. "Jie Zuo" is in a good mood, and it's rare for him to pick up on Jie Zuo's jokes.

"Okay, then it's your turn!" Jie Zuo got up from the ground and patted the hand of "Jie Zuo" in a suit and tie.

"Okay, let's make a substitution at midfield!" "Jie Zuo" tried hard to appear calmer, but he couldn't hide the raised corners of his mouth.

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"Jie Zuo——"

Deng Ying watched helplessly as Jie Zuo was caught and dragged into the "red robe man"'s body. He began to frantically dance his hands in a panic, and the entire shadow became much lighter.

Before Deng Ying's "ultimate move" was finished, he saw Jie Zuo, who had already sunk his lower body into the body of the "man in red robe", suddenly bounced up, and the soul-eating hammer in his hand hit the body of the "man in red robe" hard with a reaction. Force brought myself out.

Then the soul-eating hammer danced up and down to interrupt the "hand" holding him, and then did a backflip to distance himself.

The lights and shadows in the distance were so stunned that he forgot to move his hands - when did Jie Zuo have such skills?

"Hey, long time no see." Jie Zuo turned around and said hello to Deng Ying.

Dengying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood something. It knew that Jie Zuo had two souls in one body, and the other soul was created by himself, but this was the first time it saw the other soul: "I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing for Jie Zuo." Deng Ying muttered in his heart. One sentence.

Jie Zuo saw Deng Ying in a daze and shrugged boredly. Then he put his hands on the arbor and looked up: "It's really not a good job!" After sighing, Jie Zuo waved his hands casually and interrupted several outstretched hands.

Deng Ying stopped what he was doing, and just used his own strength to make the already weak creature a little weak.

Jie Zuo in front seemed to be dancing among the flowers. Although he had many arms, he couldn't even touch the corner of Jie Zuo's clothes.

Dengying carefully observed this "Jie Zuo". Looking at the combat consciousness alone, there was no doubt that the previous Jie Zuo who only knew how to rush and fight was definitely not as good as him.

This guy seems to be born for fighting. Every time he dodges, he avoids it without leaving any gaps. His strikes are accurate. When his soul-eating hammer falls, he will definitely break an arm.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Deng Ying felt. The crazy expression on this guy's face made Deng Ying, who had no heart for a long time, feel "chilling".

"Okay, I'm almost used to it." Jie Zuo raised the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself. After breaking his arm again, he turned to Dengying and said, "Mr. Dengying, please cover me."

Deng Ying nodded without saying a word, and began to wave his hands, and the surrounding mist condensed into spears.

"Hahahaha, come on." Jie Zuo opened his eyes and laughed wildly, swinging the soul-eating hammer in his hand faster and faster.

"Be careful, it's coming." Dengying warned softly.

Jie Zuo turned his head and smiled at Deng Ying. Deng Ying waved his hand and stabbed the man in red with his mist spear.

When the first spear struck, Jie Zuo suddenly accelerated, and all the hands blocking him were broken by him. Walking close, he jumped and stepped on the mist spear.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Jie Zuo is like a "naughty child" jumping back and forth between the spears, with light and precise movements.

"I'm going to kill you!!" The man in red robe began to roar, and his hands began to grow wildly, forming "walls" to prevent Xie Zuo from climbing up.

Jie Zuo always had a smile on his face, and all the obstacles always allowed him to find a gap to get through. The spears made of mist were still thrusting upward. Jie Zuo just stepped on each spear and slowly approached the highest point.

"I want……"

"Who are you going to kill!" Before the man in red robe finished speaking, Jie Zuo was already standing at the top, the smile on his face unchanged and he leaned in front of the mask.

"My father..."

"Then go see it!" The soul-eating hammer held by Xie Zuo suddenly surged and hit the mask.

The mask cracked, and Jie Zuo didn't give the man in red robe time to finish his last words.

The entire red-robed man's body began to collapse, and all the "corpses" separated and became real "corpses."

Jie Zuo fell from a height and grinned exaggeratedly: "Hahaha, I like this feeling."

Dengying looked at Jie Zuo, who was letting his body fall flat, and listened to his crazy voice in silence.