The Rise of the Lord of Marvel

The light after the disbanding is the purest Taoist mana, and the power of the mind was directly annihilated by Lin Zhengying himself.

Under the influence of the light, Zhuang Ming fell directly to the ground. There were several fatal wounds on his body. The wounds were still oozing out thick juices. When the light dissipated, the wounds on Zhuang Ming's body began to recover, and his consciousness also recovered. Start to wake up.

"Again?" Zhuang Ming, who woke up, looked worriedly at the small box in his hand. The box was his heart. As long as the box didn't break and the heart didn't die, no matter what the injury was, he could recover and stand up again. As for the box Zhuang Ming has tried it before, but he couldn't hit a single point with firearms.

This box is his cursed thing. It has strong protective ability, but almost no attack ability. As for the side effect, every time he gets hurt, his heart will turn a little darker, but what kind of side effect is this?

In most of the usual tasks, this cursed thing is unbelievably strong. Anyway, it won't die. As long as you grind it slowly, Zhuang Ming can always clear the level, but this time is different. This time not only tests the ability to survive, but also tests Attack power, after all, is to compete for the urn.

It is his disadvantage in attack power that Zhuang Ming has never encountered a single urn. That's right, he can continue to retaliate with his life, but apart from the few people who made up the count, he was not even injured at all. Can't fight, the guys I met either had guns or cursed things.

It was hard to see a man with no cursed gun and no bullets. As a result, he slapped half of Zhuang Ming's body to pieces with a slap and fell to the ground for a long time before recovering.

Continuing to walk forward without any worries, Zhuang Ming suddenly saw an urn lying in the corner, and there seemed to be no one around to guard it.

Overjoyed, Zhuang Ming hurried forward, stepped on a Taoist robe, and was thrown out in an instant. The soles of his feet seemed to be dissolved, and he was constantly venting.

He frowned and took a closer look at the Taoist robe on the ground. The robe was so big that it literally covered the road that could be passed on the ground.

In this case, the first method that Zhuang Ming could think of - jumping over, as long as he jumped half the distance, the direction of the bounce might become inward, and that would be just right.

As soon as he thought of it, he did it. Zhuang Ming started to accelerate towards the urn. When he touched the sky above the robe, the accident happened again. A gossip array suddenly appeared in front of Zhuang Ming's eyes, making him become a trapeze again.

After being rejected again, Zhuang Ming was a little helpless. Could it be that he had to wait for this area to be refreshed?

According to Zhuang Ming's observation for so long, every place in this area will be refreshed every once in a while. After the refresh, that place will become exactly the same as the original one. At present, only the urn is an exception. Yes, he still doesn't believe it. Could it be that the Taoist robe on the ground was originally placed here?

'No, can't wait! '

Zhuang Ming overturned his original plan, waiting for other characters to come before the refresh, it would be a big trouble, so he could only find a way to get rid of this strange thing.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Ming planned to try some of the rumored methods. He found a sharp stone fragment and scratched it on his wrist, and the thick juice flowed out a little.

Zhuang Ming threw his hand at the other side, and the thick juice flew out. When he flew to the top of the Taoist robe, the gossip array appeared on time, but only a cloud of condensed black gas was bounced off. A little bit of blood seemed to be extracted and fell on the robe.

After many attempts, Zhuang Ming found out by surprise that this method was really useful. The light when the formation was triggered was a little weaker, but his own blood had turned into thick juice, and it was too laborious to throw it away.

After finding a way, Zhuang Ming turned around and walked away quickly, he knew where the blood could be used.

In a few minutes, Zhuang Ming came over dragging a corpse. This was the one he killed not long ago, and it was also the last person who followed him. As for the first person, he had already extracted his soul. After swallowing it in his stomach, the more souls he swallowed, the stronger the heart beats in the box. This is the only way for Zhuang Ming to improve himself. Who made his body solidified by the cursed thing.

After moving in, Zhuang Ming picked up the stone on the ground and smashed it hard. However, the hardness of human bones and muscles is not low. After a long time of smashing, not even an arm was broken, and the blood that came out was very limited. The blood of the dead man who has completely lost his soul has been a little coagulated.

Zhuang Ming carried the corpse, pointed the smashed hole at the robe, and squeezed the blood hard, but the blood flowed out too slowly.

Dong~ It seemed that the sound of something falling came into Zhuang Ming's ears, his face changed, and someone was approaching.

So, Zhuang Ming opened his mouth wide, bit on the neck of the corpse, and tore it with force, as if he was tearing a piece of meat. After tearing a hole, he began to suck. Sprayed on the robe.

After repeating this several times, the lower part of the robe was almost covered with blood. Zhuang Ming stretched his legs to test it out, but no longer felt that kind of elasticity, a smile appeared on his face, and blood dripped from his mouth little by little. side slide down.

After finding that the new method was useful, Zhuang Ming used his right hand to fix the neck of the corpse in front of his mouth, and then frantically bit it.

With Zhuang Ming shaking his head from side to side, blood and minced meat frantically scattered from his neck and landed on the Taoist robe.

After there was no blood on the neck, Zhuang Ming began to bite his left thigh again, and soon the Taoist robe below him was completely useless.

Throwing the corpse aside, Zhuang Ming couldn't wait to hold the two sides of the urn.

Dong Dong Dong, he heard the heart in his box start beating wildly, as if a motor was installed, and at the same time, the hint of the hell world also entered his mind.

Each urn can be worth a quest, or can increase the fundamental power of a cursed thing.

At the same time, the columbarium itself has certain abilities, and the one in Zhuang Ming's hands can greatly improve his physical strength.

"Hehe, hehe." Zhuang Ming let out a weird laugh, and rubbed his face full of meat scraps and blood behind the altar. Zhuang Ming was about to leave for the time being. When he was leaving, he glanced at the wall beside the wall. The corpse's mouth moved inexplicably.

'It tasted so good just now, do you want to bring it? '

There were all kinds of messy thoughts in his head, and Zhuang Ming couldn't come up with the answer he wanted at all, but after walking a few meters on the Taoist robe, Zhuang Ming returned.

Stepping on the corpse with one foot and holding the ankle of the corpse's right leg with one hand, he pulled it hard, and with the blessing of the urn, the entire calf was separated from the corpse.

"Hehe, hehe." Zhuang Ming licked the blood on his face, the corner of Zhuang Ming's mouth raised slightly, it felt so good, the voice was so good, it was tearing and tearing, it was so nice.

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Chapter 342 This wave is not a loss! (Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket)

On the third floor of the main body, Chen Hai, who was holding the urn in his arms, huddled in a corner. Every time he went up, he felt a sense of superimposed confusion. If most people on the first floor were still holding the most basic human nature , If you don't kill people without cruelty, it seems to change all of a sudden when you reach the third floor. The speed of this change is beyond Chen Hai's expectations.

Pfft~ Hearing the sound of blood spurting not far away, Chen Hai trembled a bit, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Mum~ I have another heart, which is great." Nie Yu held the heart he just took out from the chest of someone he knew, as if he was holding a plasticine. What's worse, the heart was in His hands are still beating constantly, giving the impression that people can still live if the heart is put back.

"Where's your cursed thing? Hand it over and let you die happily." Nie Yu squatted down, looking at Lu Yi who was writhing like maggots on the ground and said.

"Do you want it?" A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Yi's painful face, "In the other hand of you, I already imagined that you were caught out of your heart, and then... ah!"

Nie Yu squeezed the red jumping animal in his hand into a ball, as if he was very dissatisfied with Lu Yi, who was dying and still stubborn, stretched out his hand to grab her hair, and started to drag it, "It's still a long time, I hope you It's always been so dynamic."

Chen Hai watched Nie Yu walk through the fork not far from him, and his heart collapsed tightly. These cursed things are not something he can deal with now.

Fortunately, Nie Yu didn't seem to notice him, and walked over step by step.

"I'm so lucky, there's still one here." At the moment when Chen Hai breathed a sigh of relief, Nie Yu's head suddenly appeared at the fork, and he looked in Chen Hai's direction. The smile raised at the corner of his mouth was the greatest evil in the world. His eyes seemed to be looking at a beating heart.

Chen Hai tightened his body and entered a fighting state. The equipment on his feet was also activated, and the map in his mind became clearer.