Global Gaowu: What’s wrong with being in a wheelchair? You can still destroy gods with one finger

A huge force came from behind like a tsunami. The half-awake Hugouzi jumped up and looked at Li Qiyu in the cell, feeling a little confused.

"My dear, what the hell is going on?"

At this time, Li Qiyu was floating in mid-air, his whole body turned into the dark red color of venous blood, and his hair continued to extend and grow like countless pythons, filling the entire cell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hu Gouzi took a few steps back, suddenly jumped up, jumped back and forth between the walls, and quickly got into his cell.

Immediately afterwards, the hair was like a waterfall, and it was like thousands of arrows and spears shooting out.

Gravel, sand, explosions and harsh friction made the originally soft hair become extremely hard. Not only did sparks rub off on the stone walls, they even penetrated directly into the walls, destroying the entire bottom of the prison with holes.

The prisoners who had already heard the noise poked their heads out of their cells and looked down. A look of surprise appeared on everyone's face.

"There is definitely something wrong with that cell, that kid was hit." One of the prisoners yelled, suddenly retracting his head, and a hair that was so thin that it was difficult to detect with the eyes was scratched next to his ear, leaving a small Wound.

"Run quickly, that kid is going to go berserk. If we stay any longer, we will all be in trouble!" Another prisoner shouted and rushed out, his body skills even more flexible than Hu Gouzi's. But just halfway through the rush, a group of ghost hands with hair like demons wrapped him around him. With a scream, the whole person disappeared into the black undercurrent.

At this time, the bottom of the prison was full of black, reflecting the pitiful moonlight, and the waves were turbulent, like a huge monster. No one knew what would happen in the next second.

After experiencing the tragic death just now, no one dares to act rashly anymore, but that doesn't mean everyone will just sit back and wait for death.

Although it cannot be said that all the guys who can be locked up here are heinous, they are definitely not light-hearted. However, no one wants to be the one who stands out anymore. You look at me and I look at you, waiting for the opportunity. .

There are more and more black hairs, gradually spreading upward like a scourge.

The worst person appeared, and Hair entered a prisoner's cell first.

The prisoner roared, and his arms immediately turned into two sharp machetes. After a whirlwind, his hair was chopped off in pieces.

The sharp knife skills and changeable body shape allowed the prisoner to easily cut off all the intruders' hair and drive them out of the cell.

But the happy time did not last long, more hair came together, filling the entire cell in an instant, and the prisoner disappeared into the black vortex.

Just as the prisoner was struggling to his death, the others took this opportunity to rush out one after another, running towards the top of the prison like monkeys.

It's a pity that the hair seems to be covered with eyes from top to bottom. No matter how these people move around, they are always chasing behind them. If they are not careful, they will be tied up immediately and dragged into the endless abyss.

Only a dozen or so people could run out, standing in the desolate desert, breathing heavily, thankful that they were still alive.

"Damn it, who is this kid? He actually has such amazing power!" A little man who was even thinner than Hu Gouzi and less than one meter tall was nagging.

"No, absolutely not. That kid doesn't have such power. He must have encountered something in that room." Hu Gouzi held his knees with both hands and looked at his calf, which was still bleeding. , secretly glad that the loss was only one leg. If it was stuck on the body, I'm afraid my life would be at risk.

"Damn it, the old horse died tragically in that room three years ago, and you all shared the meat. How come this kid is not only okay, but his strength has increased greatly?" A tall, bald man licked the dry and peeling skin. His lips seem to be still recalling the taste of meat that has not been repaid for a long time.

"You know, I won't stay here anymore anyway. I guess the defenders already know what's going on here. Let's take this opportunity to escape." Hu Gouzi spat out a mouthful of phlegm in the palm of his hand and applied it to the wound. With one touch, he stood up and ran away like a panacea.

The last dozen or so people left ran away in different directions in order to survive. Hu Gouzi ran the earliest and fastest, but not long after running, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. When he turned his head, he saw a thick darkness behind him. Like a dark cloud covering the sky.

And in the middle of the thick dark clouds, a dark red light spot was approaching very quickly.

Hu Gouzi spat fiercely, knowing that he was being targeted, but with his current ability, it was impossible to escape.

Hu Gouzi is not an ordinary person. When he was at his peak, he once single-handedly defeated an entire team of B-level defenders. If he hadn't killed a hunter captain in the end, he wouldn't have been able to take him down so easily.

Although after so many years, his strength has declined, it has not fallen to the point where he can be slaughtered by others.

Hu Gouzi knew that there was no retreat today, but since he was once a figure, he couldn't die in such a humiliating way.

Hu Gouzi shook all his muscles, raised one finger to the sky, and shouted at Li Qiyu: "Little thief, you came just in time, let's see if Grandpa Dog doesn't skin you!"

As the saying goes, the loser does not lose the battle.

Let’s not talk about whether we can survive the fight. At the very least, we must shout slogans loudly, and even if we die, we must die like a man.

Hu Gouzi was also a master at the peak of the Three Yuan Realm back then. Although he has no weapons now, his abilities cannot be underestimated.

Seeing that Li Qiyu was just floating in the sky with no reaction, Hu Gouzi picked up a stone from the ground and bumped it in his hand. If he hit it now, even if he had steel and iron bones, he would still have to make a hole.

A white air wrapped around the stone. Hu Gouzi threw one arm behind him, bowed his front legs, twisted his waist, and with a whoosh, only an afterimage fell on the entire arm, and the stone in his hand had already flown out. .

Hu Gouzi knew very well that this stone would not cause much harm to Li Qiyu. Even if he did not dare to touch it forcefully, it would not be difficult to avoid it.

The reason why he threw this stone was just to intimidate Li Qiyu, telling Li Qiyu that he would have to fight to the death even if he died.

But then Hu Gouzi was stunned. After the stone he was quite confident about flew out, it slowly landed on Li Qiyu's hand like a well-behaved house sparrow. But when the stone appeared again, A hole was opened in Hu Gouzi's chest, and blood spattered on his face. Immediately afterwards, he felt difficulty breathing, fell on his back, and could not get up again.

Hu Gouzi watched helplessly as Li Qiyu slowly landed in front of him, his wild black hair still flying unbridled in the air, and his dark red body exuding a boundless power.

"Fuck you, if you want to kill me, kill me. As long as you frown, you are not a man!"