Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Mang's fast shrimp three punches hit the alien body forcibly at the expense of the bones and meridians of his left hand, and beat it into the smelly flesh and blood flying all over the sky.

The smelly and disgusting green meat mixed with slimy fluid splashed Wang Mang all over, and he couldn’t help nausea just by smelling it. The smell was like a dung pond that had been fermented for more than ten days. The slabs pressed on it were lifted, and he was confused The smell.

As soon as Wang Mang turned his inner breath into outer breath, he didn't nearly shut his breath, his blood pupils were almost turned upside down, and he fainted directly!

He was a little uncomfortable holding his nose, his ribs, and the nine golden scales of willow leaves on his back. With a bang, a scorching flame of tens of thousands of degrees erupted.

The faint blue flame instantly burned the scattered flesh and blood into a scorched paste, and the stench of blood around him was instantly purified.

Wang Mang was full of flames, suffocating his breath and looked at the half-shaped corpse remaining on the ground. With a wave of his right hand, a head-sized flame separated from him and shot towards the corpse.

The dark green flesh and blood and barbed scales of ‘Bahla~Bahla’ were scorched in a few moments. The alien body that had lost its life was so fragile that even the tens of thousands of degrees of flame could easily burn and destroy it.

It turned into a layer of black, scorched, dry corpses that were gradually boiled to dryness, and gradually shrank. After more than ten seconds, the corpse, which was originally at least several hundred kilograms, was burned directly into a fist-sized corpse. Regular corpses.

Wang Mang didn't think much about it. After the broken left hand recovered, he opened his palm and sucked it sharply. The evil seal knife buzzed and flew back into his hand.

Holding the handle of the knife and slamming it at the corpse, the indestructible golden light of the knife was mixed with countless destructive knives, which instantly wringed it into powder.

A little black fan, with the strong wind set off by the knife gang, disappeared in the diffuse blood fog, Wang Mang squinted his eyes and watched this scene for a while, then shook his head slightly, and sighed. Qi, ready to leave this blood mist space.

Just when he was about to leave, suddenly, the sudden change occurred!

The blood mist in the sky increased silently by several times while he was pondering. He opened the blood pupil and had a visible distance of at least ten meters, but now he can see no more than three meters away!

Wang Mang looked around with a little surprise, he found a more terrifying phenomenon, his connection with the hidden dragon space seemed to be cut off by this thick blood mist!

And these blood mists were gathering towards Wang Mang's body in a swirling way!

Wang Mang tried to walk a few steps in other directions, but no matter where he went, the surrounding blood mist swirled and gathered towards his body, unable to avoid it at all!

"Is this the last resort of the alien?" There was a glimmer of disbelief in Wang Mang's blood pupils, and there was a glimmer of insight. Could it be that the smelly green blood rain had some strange reaction with the blood mist in the sky? ?

Although Wang Mang asked in his heart, he already guessed the general answer.

This is the trick of the alien before his death. He uses himself as a medium to turn the object that the blood mist attaches to himself, the only living being!

"No wonder this is also a hell. If you are killed by an alien, you will die, and if you kill an alien, you will also be trapped to death! No! No, there must be a way to get out of here!"