Doomsday: Unlimited Evolution from Blood Race

It looks like things are moving in a good direction.

The corpse puppet's impermeable offensive could not help Luo Qing.

Even the tentacles in the shadows couldn't find a chance to start.

It had tried, and even under the corpse puppet's rainstorm attack, Luo Qing still had the aftermath to dodge its sneak attack.

The tentacles and corpse puppets could only watch as Luo Qing's arm recovered intact.

However, this definitely does not mean that Luo Qing has the advantage.

In fact, in a seemingly balanced situation, he is gradually tending to the downside.

Once again, dodging the corpse puppet's pure black fist, Luo Qing looked at the corpse with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his gaze.

It stands to reason that he should have been relaxed as he gradually began to adapt to the corpse puppet offensive.

But the pressure he is under has not decreased at all, but has gradually increased.

He could clearly feel that the corpse puppet was getting stronger and stronger.

Both the strength of the fist and the speed of the attack far exceeded the beginning.

He dodged extremely much every time, and there was also a reason in it.

Because once his dodging action is too large, he will definitely not be able to dodge the next fist of the corpse, not to mention that he also has to take care of the tentacles in the shadows.

What's going on?

Luo Qing turned his head sideways, and the corpse's fist slashed through his ears with a sonic boom, which shocked his eardrums and hurt.

Before, he also dared to occasionally use the white bone knife to block the corpse puppet's fist twice, but now he simply can't have the slightest intention of going head-to-head with the corpse puppet.

The corpse puppet's current fist, as long as he hit it, he would immediately be unable to rise again.

"Roar!" The corpse puppet raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in its eyes.

The strength and speed of its fist increased again, and for a while, it actually left a Dao afterimage in the air, and Luo Qing's cheeks ached just by the strong wind brought by the fist.

The pressure on Luo Qing increased sharply again.

At the same time, there was a slight sound of Si Soso in the shadows, and it seemed that the tentacles were also ready to move.

It can't go on like this!

Luo Qing thought in his heart.

His arm was still a little short of being reshaped.

But now it is difficult for him to be wary of tentacle attacks while dealing with corpse puppets.

If you continue to consume it, you will definitely die.

Countermeasures must be changed!

Luo Qing struggled to avoid the attack of the corpse puppet while observing the movement of the tentacles.

Although the tentacles in the shadows are about to move, they do not mean to start at the first time.

It looks very patient, and it is estimated that it will not start until Luo Qing is more embarrassed, and it seems that he has already identified him as a turtle in the urn.

Shot is a must-kill... It's a lot like the choices tentacles would make.

But thanks to the cunning and cautious style of the tentacles, Luo Qing was able to have a short period of separation to think.

His brain started running at high speed.

After a while, his heart moved.

Since Zhao Song was transformed into a corpse puppet under the influence of tentacles, then... The corpse golem is supposed to be controlled by the tentacle itself.

Kill the tentacle itself, and the corpse golem will lose its threat with a high probability.

However, how do you kill the tentacle itself?

Luo Qing couldn't help but laugh bitterly in his heart.

This kind of thing is easy to say, but it is almost impossible to accomplish.

First of all, the entanglement of the corpse puppet made him unable to get out at all.

Secondly, because the trunk was full of black and red tentacles hanging down, in order to make the tentacles less easy to sneak attack, Luo Qing deliberately fought with the corpse puppet on the edge of the ginkgo garden.

Therefore, he is now nearly thirty meters away from the ginkgo tree where the tentacle body lives.

At his normal speed, even if he gets rid of the corpse puppet, the tentacle has enough reaction time to intercept it halfway.

At this time, a crazy idea suddenly flashed in Luo Qing's mind.

It's just that the possibility of him being violently killed is not small.

But seeing that the corpse puppet's offensive was faintly trending to a higher level, Luo Qing knew that he had no time to hesitate.

The corpse puppet roared and slammed its fist again, directly slamming into Luo Qing's chest.

This time, Luo Qing did not dodge again, but gritted his teeth sharply and stopped the white bone knife in front of him.

At the moment when the corpse's iron fist made contact with the blade, he only felt that a speeding truck was crashing into his face.

Although he deliberately used the technique of unloading force, in the face of unreasonable power, this kind of bells and whistles did not have any effect at all.

Luo Qing's face instantly turned pale, and a large mouthful of blood spewed out.

This was followed by a crisp click.

That represented Luo Qing's broken chest.

"Bang!" With a sound, with the huge power of the corpse, Luo Qinglian turned into a blood line with a knife and flew out directly upside down.

Under the blessing of the corpse's huge force, his speed was as fast as a bullet out of the chamber, leaving a series of afterimages in mid-air, pointing directly at the tentacle body and rushing away!

It all happened too quickly.

The tentacles did not have time to react at all, and the corpse puppet looked at Luo Qing, who was flying away, stunned in place.

But their stunned attention is only a kung fu between the beards.

A moment later, they simultaneously hissed and frantically chased towards Luo Qing, who was rushing forward.

On the ginkgo tree, the falling tentacles no longer swayed with the wind, and they also rioted, quickly winding and spreading towards the approaching Luo Qing, weaving a huge net in midair.

It is covered with tentacle sharp mouthparts and terrifying suction cups, as long as it touches, it is estimated that it will be eaten and dried in an instant.

Luo Qing used all his strength to adjust his figure in midair, and he couldn't even open his eyes under the huge wind speed.

Looking at the gradually forming tentacle giant net, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled out a mocking arc.

The tentacles react quite quickly, but... It's still a little bit worse.

At the moment when the dense tentacles were about to completely seal the road ahead, Luo Qing luckily entered through the narrow gap in the center at the moment of a thousand shots.

But unfortunately, he was only half left with his body.

His waist down failed to pass through the gap, and became the flesh and blood nourishment of the tentacles.

Luo Qing's handsome face became distorted by the intense pain, but the corners of his grinning mouth seemed to be laughing maniacally.

This is a gambling choice.

The difference in strength between him and the tentacles is visible to the naked eye.

It's like walking a tightrope, no matter which wrong step you take, you will instantly fall into the abyss.

But since he has successfully come to the trunk, this is a victory that belongs to him!

Although his body ached to death, the excitement that surged in his heart was enough to paralyze everything.

At this time, Luo Qing had only one thought in his mind.

That's chopping!

With all his strength, he cut the white bone knife in his hand towards the tree trunk in front of him!

Inside is the body of the tentacles, hollow...

Whether the result is good or bad, he has done his best and there is nothing to regret.

The left arm was reshaped just at this time.

With the obsession in his heart, Luo Qing used the huge kinetic energy brought by the terrifying speed, raised the white bone knife with both hands, exerted all his strength, and roared and slashed towards the trunk.

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