Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

"who?"

In the confusion, someone who was unknown roared hoarsely.

There was no response to his roar, only three consecutive dark long needles came.

The man's eyes were about to burst, he rolled and crawled to the side to avoid, fell down, rolled, and dodged in an extremely embarrassing manner.

One, two...

The man narrowly avoided the two long needles, and curled up on the ground in a distorted posture. He struggled to prop up his body and looked for the next dodge point in a panic.

Almost, only a little bit, as long as he avoids the last needle, he will be safe.

The man who thought this way jumped in the direction he was looking for, but his previous posture was really bad, which slowed down his movements.

With this slowness, there was no room for maneuver, and the man could only watch helplessly as the long needle was shot into his abdomen.

Severe pain instantly swept through every nerve ending, and he let out a shrill cry like a wild animal.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts! Help! Help me!"

The man burst into tears and stretched out his arms to his companion, asking for help.

His teammates stared in horror at the man's stomach, eroded by acid.

Melted flesh, viscera, and intestines, mixed into filthy bloody water with unknown fragments, flowed out from the hole as big as the mouth of the bowl.

The strong sour smell and bloody smell combined to form an extremely disgusting pungent smell.

The teammate trembled all over, "slapped" the man's outstretched hand away, and turned around to run away.

"call out!"

Another strong corrosive acid needle pierced through the air, and the man who was about to abandon his companions and escape alone felt something pierced his throat.

He opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound, his legs ran forward a few steps following the instructions from his brain, and soon lost the strength to continue to lift his legs.

Trembling fingers touched the throat, only to feel a piece of warm and damp.

After the wet and greasy touch, there is a sharp pain of melting skin and melting flesh.

His body swayed and he fell powerlessly. His head fell sideways to the ground, facing the companion who had called for help not long ago. What imprinted on his eyelids was the distorted smile on that painful face.

It seems to be saying: Aren't you not going to save me?Then let's die together!

Screams and deaths continued in the wilderness outside the Jedi. After a wave of offensives, more than one-third of the casualties were on the side of the martial arts survival base.

Hua Xiaoyin's team was small in number, and they were all elites, so no one died.

In order to save Yin Wenwen who was being attacked intensively, Yin Yangyang was rubbed on his arm by an acid needle, corroding a large piece of flesh and blood.

The five people who got a respite quickly formed a formation, using the armored vehicle as cover, and guarded the surroundings.

Madam Qian glanced at the well-organized Nine Heavens Elite Team, and then at her own team.

The carefully groomed thin eyebrows gathered a little impatiently in the middle, and he let out a "heh" in his heart.

The same elite team, Jiutian's elite team is completely different from the elite team at their base.

This kind of team, this kind of discipline, putting on the title of elite is an insult to these two words, but it is just a bunch of mobs.

She no longer cared about people from other forces, and gathered the Yang family together, like Hua Xiaoyin and the others, to form a defensive formation.

As long as the principals of other forces are not dead, they have taken similar measures one after another.

In the process, we can also see the ability of the principals and the quality of the subordinates.

The man in the dark seemed to deliberately leave enough time for them to prepare, and did not launch another attack within 10 minutes after the attack.

In the direction of the black and white forest, the battle situation has made new progress.

The soaring blood fiend continued to shrink under the pressure of the black and white virtual image, and the area of ​​the blood-colored cloud had shrunk by half compared to 10 minutes ago.

Perhaps because of the decrease in volume and the increase in density, the color of the blood fiend is much darker than before.

If the previous Xuesha was the bright red color of fresh blood, then the current Xuesha is a sticky dark red.

The space they occupy has become smaller, but the risk factor has skyrocketed.

In the forest directly below the aerial vision, the black-haired man's back was as straight as a javelin, with a long knife in both hands, and his lowered head made it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Bright red blood continuously flowed from the wrists of the man's hands, and slowly dripped onto the shiny knife wrapped in blood.

If someone at this time is not afraid of bone soldiers, ghost trees, blood demons, and magic knives, and walks up to the man and lifts his forehead hair, he will find that the man's eyes are closed and he is unconscious.

The man who stands in the forest and triggers the vision in the sky is precisely Zuo Tianlang who was separated from Zhuang Jingyi and Xie Xinyu.

There are two forms of killing evil spirit, one is invisible evil spirit, and the other is bloodthirsty evil spirit.

The invisible evil spirit is brought by the cut itself, invisible and colorless, and wraps around the blade all the time. The bloodthirsty evil spirit needs to be triggered by the owner's own blood.

The Blood Fiend is more deterrent and destructive than the Invisible Fiend, and will absorb the blood of the prey killed or injured by the knife and convert it into a part of the Blood Fiend.

The more you kill, the more blood you drink, and the more blood you drink, the stronger the blood evil.

Therefore, once Zuo Tianlang used blood fiends to fight, it would often be a hellish scene where blood flowed like rivers. This is also the origin of his title of bloodthirsty and greedy wolf.

Xue Fiend's own characteristics of absorbing blood and denying itself are destined to be suitable for large-scale battlefields. When conditions permit, it is not impossible to turn the tables against the wind with one's own strength.

On the contrary, in small-scale battles, if there is not enough blood for sacrifice, the power of the blood demon is quite limited. The blood demon has a style, and sometimes its practicality is not as good as that of the invisible demon.

The battles in the Forest of Black and White so far are large enough, but they are all bone soldiers and ghost trees.

Not to mention letting Zhan Jue drink blood, there is not even a drop.

If it's just that, it's worth it, the worst thing is not to use the blood demon, but these ghosts are not weak, there are a lot of them, and they are almost immortal.

Break up the bone soldiers, the bone soldiers will be swallowed by the white earth, and they will grow back in a few breaths.

Cut off the ghost tree, and the ghost tree will turn into black smoke, and it can be restored to its original state in a few blinks of an eye.

Zuo Tianlang had no choice but to break the boat and use his own blood as a sacrifice, triggering a large-scale blood demon that directly impacted the entire forest of black and white.

But the price was also tragic, Zuo Tianlang almost shed all his blood for this.

If it wasn't for the sixth-level mutant with abnormal physique, if it was an ordinary person, the corpse would be completely cold.

No matter how strong a mutant is, he is still a human being.

After bleeding so much, Zuo Tianlang reluctantly hangs his last breath, without external force intervening, sooner or later it will be a death sentence.

Zuo Tianlang was in chaos.

Wherever the consciousness reaches, there is endless red, the beating of war drums, and the sound of killing.

There were no generals calling out to the formation, no formation flags to move troops, no soldiers to be seen, and no golden and iron clashes between the two armies.

Zuo Tianlang seemed to be in the ruins of an ancient battlefield, without any fresh life, leaving only killing intent and remnants, lingering.

Something whispered, saying, "Kill, kill, kill everything that can be killed."

Together with the crazy cry of "kill, kill, kill" from the sky and the earth, Zuo Tianlang's mind was pried together.

When awake, Zuo Tianlang has a firm mind. Even if he has been in contact with Zhanjue's evil spirit for a long time, he will not be fascinated. Eat the Lord.

But at this moment Zuo Tianlang was unconscious, and his psychological defense was weaker than ever.

The bewitching magic sounds entered his ears, and his thoughts entered his heart, bit by bit, driving him to madness.

Zuo Tianlang's consciousness was forced into the deepest part of the spiritual realm, and the scarlet magic thought was like a hungry beast, opening its bloody mouth to the poor prey.

Soon, soon, soon the consciousness that suppresses us will be swallowed up, ushering in a new round of carnival.

At the same time, over the forest of black and white, the evil blood cloud, which had shrunk by two-thirds in size again, boiled without warning.

Their shapes gradually deviated from the category of "clouds". The crimson and black clumps of evil energy entangled and engulfed each other, forming huge tentacles of evil energy one after another, hitting the black and white virtual image aggressively one after another.

Every time the evil tentacle collides with the black and white virtual image, a large number of bone soldiers and ghost trees will die in the black and white grid of the virtual image.

When the ghost soldiers and ghost trees in a grid die, the grid will also collapse into black and white light spots, sinking into the black and white forest again.

Not long after, the huge chessboard-like black and white virtual image was shattered by a corner.

The vile tentacles with outstanding achievements were not without loss, and the two tentacles were annihilated together with the corner of the virtual image.

People outside the game see the virtual image of the chessboard, and people inside the game experience the catastrophe of life and death.

Zhuang Jingyi rushed forward in embarrassment, narrowly dodging the tentacle of evil spirit, and hit her head hard on the transparent barrier, causing blood to bleed out.

She blinked vigorously, fine beads of sweat hung on her eyelashes, and dripped down with the blinking.

The dry throat was burning and painful, and every breath was a torment.

The exhausted Zhuang Jingyi suddenly fixed her gaze in one direction, which was the area of ​​another white square two black squares away from her, one white square away.

What caught her attention was a familiar figure from the back.

The man was also in a panic, struggling to survive in the collision of the black and white virtual image and the tentacle of evil spirit.

It's Xie Xinyu.

It turned out that he also...

Zhuang Jingyi felt bitter in her heart.

If possible, she hoped that she would be the only one caught by the black and white forest.

Zhuang Jingyi dragged her injured leg, turned around with difficulty, and leaned her back against the transparent barrier, using her strength to support her body that had already reached its limit.

She raised her head, looked at the evil tentacle waving in the sky, and muttered to herself, "Mr. Zuo, is that you?"

Beside Zhuang Jingyi, the remnant white skeleton "Kaka, Kaka" was moving the mandible, and the hollow eye sockets burning with black flames were also facing the tentacles of evil spirit in the sky.

In the black grid behind her, the ghost tree waved its roots, and three skinny jackals with red eyes picked out pieces of bark and threw them into the air.

The next moment, a thick tentacle of malevolent air smashed right into the black square next door, and the ghost trees and jackals that couldn't dodge were smashed to pieces by the tentacle of malevolent air.

The adjacent squares in a straight line with the black squares are also within the attack range of the tentacles.

Some bone soldiers, ghost trees, and even creatures trapped in the black and white forest can still be left in some grids, while some grids collapse directly.

The ghost tree next door turned into streaks of black smoke, and tried to gather together to form again, but the jackals and apes were crushed into a pulp, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

They have been trapped in the black and white forest for a long time. Their blood was exhausted in the day and night battles, and the remaining blood was instantly drained by the evil spirit.

There are not many squares with living creatures, but most of them are concentrated near Zhuang Jingyi.

After discovering that by defeating some squares, some prey could be found to supplement their own consumption, the attacks of the evil tentacles concentrated on this area.

More and more squares were completely destroyed, bone soldiers and ghost trees were turned into ashes, and living creatures were sacrificed.

Zhuang Jingyi opened her eyes, quietly looking at the tentacle of evil spirit that was constantly expanding in her pupils, and closed her eyes with a wry smile.

I have no escape.

(To be continued)

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