The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

The narrow vertical pupils looked around in all directions, and the blood and flesh corridors connected every rehydration pool. The doghouse, which was seriously injured by the last rescue, finally had some vitality again.

Unlike Li Cang, who was full of hypocritical people who talked about benevolence and morality, the doghouse had the temperament of an observer, shy and simple, reserved and introverted.

Yes, it didn't have a mouth, so it didn't need to make excuses for its behavior.

The first batch of flying domains did not choose those quasi-domain-level behemoths in the sky that were difficult to deal with, but aimed at the corpse tides and beasts around the sky island without any psychological burden, which seemed to regard them as big brothers and guides. It was a shame to take advantage of the ready-made leeks.

The feathers that can be harvested by quasi-domain-level corpse-like creatures are no longer a tiger entering a flock of sheep when used to deal with this alienation tide. It is like hanging a guillotine on the South Heaven Gate, which is mainly used to cut off all living things. The killing range caused by each giant feather is measured in kilometers, plowing deep gullies of flesh and blood on the floating landmass, and one after another five dogs evolve from them, soaring straight up.

The red land is paved for thousands of miles, and the feathered bone spears are overwhelming.

This is an abrupt and unexpected massacre, so that those quasi-domain-level and domain-level giants who have always classified Li Cang Lao Wang and the alienation tide as the same thing have fallen into a strange mood. How come they are fighting among themselves before we start harvesting?

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Load and unload! Speed!"

All the movable things on the entire Sky Island, including the four dogs and the five dogs, were thrown out by Li Cang to scrape the ground to fill the rehydration pool. The figures of lackeys were everywhere in the sky and on the ground. All the gun barrels of various calibers of Lao Wang, which were useless, were pulled out. Armor-piercing shells and armor-piercing shells were fired indiscriminately. In the cascading skill light tide, zombies and monsters of different levels were constantly killed by shells, dragged back by chain crossbows, or crushed by moon blades.

Lao Wang on the neighboring Li Cang Island wanted to cry but had no tears. He was so distressed that he was bleeding. He watched the explosive growth of the rehydration pool and the prodigal man who started it ruined his own Sky Island. He even had the illusion that if he wanted to wear the crown, he must bear its weight.

Wang Nima Crown

What virtue and ability did this king have? This hat is too damn heavy!

There are more and more high-level monsters, hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands, and the peripheral fish chasing the sky island trajectory and the strange tide are even more turbulent. The area of ​​hundreds of kilometers is soon filled with smoke and miasma. The shining glow of various skills and the bloody storm even form a kind of dark cloud-like alternative activated chaotic energy field in the air, which is a real wind and cloud change that triggers the celestial phenomenon.

"I'm back, everything is back again!"

Li Cang is like a spring breeze, comfortable as if he is at home. The denser the chaotic energy field, the higher the rate of canceration, distortion and erosion, and the more favorable the battlefield environment is to his side - who would have thought that this is an ecological backlash triggered by only one person and a few twin tyrants?

"I just don't know if Brother Niu will come."

Li Cang stood on the neck of a huge corpse-like monster as tall as a mountain, with jagged bones and armor, and swung his fist wildly. The shock waves of each punch were earth-shaking. The armor several meters thick was as crisp as a biscuit under his hands. It seemed that he could not scratch the opponent's skin, but in fact, the red and white energy mist was gushing all the time, as if a crater had been opened on this guy.

Boom!

The big magic wand launched the countless attacks, and finally, with the ugly assistance of Li Cang, it completely shattered the external defense of the giant zombie with a height of hundreds of meters. In the splash of blood and flesh, it stabbed into the opponent's neck and reached the cavity. Seeing this, Li Cang clapped his hands and jumped off the zombie without any reluctance, and did not forget to add a burning wind.

The zombie fell to the ground with a bang. No matter how much it struggled, it was in vain. It was only a matter of time before the big magic wand and the spine gu completely controlled its energy circuit.

Li Cang took a breath, and the body that was almost torn into several pieces by the zombies quickly healed in a weird manner that made Lao Wang feel that this thing was inhuman and his scalp tingled and his heart beat wildly every time he saw it. To be precise, the healing was more like countless slender tentacle-like veins growing at the wound, then connecting with each other, and then forcibly pulling the limbs and trunks separated on both sides together. In the middle, you can even hear the sound of flesh and blood fibers pulling each other and bones rubbing against each other. The whole process is extremely brutal and hideous.

Physical strength is unlimited, but the stomach seems to be bought with a loan. Li Cang wiped the blood on his face, then shook off the strands of flesh and blood on his hands, took out a piece of alienated antelope jerky from his arms and put it in his mouth, chewing it with a crackling sound: "Water! Where's the water?"

He was choked so much that he wanted to suck a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Woo woof~"

All three dogs have been sent out. Even the housekeeper who wanted to make his wish come true was not home. How could anyone send him battlefield supplies? As a result, when he heard the sound and looked down, he saw the wolf spider Xiao Ba holding a large leather water bag and wagging his tail at him timidly.

"Fuck!"

Li Cang was shocked. He thought to himself, why is this dog here? This timi can degrade this guy with any skill in the world. If you are gone, tomorrow I, timi, will be a dog for that loser woman with a fur coat and a tail?

"Ang ang ang~"

With a miserable howl, Xiao Ba, who was entrusted with an important task by the spectators in the stilt house, flew out in a spin the next second, and the speed was so fast that it almost produced a sonic boom.

Li Cang held a head of an ugly zombie with one hand, whose neck was not visible, and whose head alone was as big as a room. He pried its teeth to prevent saliva from dripping on him, and observed Xiao Ba's flight trajectory with one hand under the sun: "Well, this dog is really lucky, just like Lao Wang!"

Xiao Ba screamed and made a lot of noise along the way, but no alien creature with a higher level than him noticed him. Every skill flying around in the world, every red armor-piercing bullet trajectory, every feathered bone spear including chain crossbow arrows and moon blades, and the vassal life bred by the skills of high-level alien creatures that filled the entire battlefield cleverly avoided his figure with all kinds of incredible trajectories.

It's not that it's fast enough, but that it's clever enough. It feels like throwing a fragile glass goblet into the feed port of a crushing channel with countless layers of blades, and then it just comes out of the discharge port intact, and just falls into the fluffy and soft material powder.

In short, this kind of luck is something Li Cang can't get even if he gives his life.

"Damn it!"

Finally, he couldn't help but curse a few times.

A dignified magician, the track line is so loud, and he actually began to envy the luck of a dog, no, two dogs, what the hell is this Timi.

2024/5/20, how many of you have your cards in hand, and how many of you have swept Taobao?