Galactic Dark Net

Han Lang was surprised to see that Yu Chidao actually broke his arm!

The wound was cut off from the wrist of his left hand, and the golden blood spewed out.

I saw that the late arm used his right arm to bind his own neck, and then used his broken left arm to lick his golden blood and write something behind the original.

Yuan Zhi obviously knows that the late soul is powerful, so he desperately beats the late post, but he can ignore the fact that he is being attacked and still concentrate on the work at hand.

Hum~

Yuan Zhi opened a **** mouth behind the late road, and he snorted and continued to paint quickly.

Hum~

The late road was hit again, the golden blood splashed, but he still did not give up.

Obviously, Yu Chio is also a real tough guy!

Han Lang wanted to help him by the late road. Unfortunately, he himself was seriously injured, and Xiaobao was also alive and dead. The eight-claw flying in the ground was trapped in Xiaobao.

Han Lang bit his teeth, he decided to stay to help Xiaobao.

After all, it’s too far away from him. Even if Han Lang arrives, I’m afraid it’s too late.

Although this decision is cold-blooded, it is the only realistic choice!

Hey~

Han Lang got up and rushed to the already mad eight-claw.

噗通~

At this time, the Eight-Pronged Feather suddenly squatted down and hugged his head in his arms.

Hey~

Xiao Bao was trapped in the darkness.

As a rare triple-gene mutation, the structure of the eight-claw flying head is complex, filled with countless nerve units, like a labyrinth of trees and vines.

"Kill you! Kill you!"

Xiaobao screamed wildly, his heart filled with fear, desperately picking up his blue tentacles, trying to completely destroy the brain of the Eight-Pronged Flying, thus killing this terrible enemy.

In the darkness, Xiaobao seems to hear someone calling himself, very weak, but it makes him feel very kind.

"Kill you! Kill you!" Xiaobao did not dare to pay attention to this voice, he was too scared, desperate to slash and kill.

The voice in the darkness continues to call Xiaobao, full of love, but more and more fragile.

Suddenly, Xiaobao felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if he had been bitten by a bite.

Then he saw a crystal creature, which is a crystal insect, a broken armor!

This monster and the eight heads of the corpse that are parasitic on him are all like claws and claws. They are desperately trying to pull Xiaobao to their side and kill.

Perhaps because of his own body, the Sundering Devil did not use his powerful stab attack, but like a beast, with his claws and teeth, he wanted to catch Xiaobao.

He bites Xiao Bao's arm and pulls him with his claws, while Xiao Bao is frightened and tries to get rid of it.

At this time, the voice that called Xiaobao seemed to be stimulated and became more and more intense.

In fact, it is not a voice, but a kind of spiritual communication with the same frequency. Only when two creatures are at the same frequency of thinking can they be born. This situation is often born between twins, or like Han Lang and Black. Eggs, because of their chances, will also resonate.

Xiao Bao encountered the first situation, the body of this eight-pronged flying is not a neighbor, it is his uncle, his father's brother, he and Xiao Bao have a very close blood relationship.

When Chuoyuan made his own eight-pronged flying, he merged his body, but failed to completely eliminate Uncle Xiaobao's spiritual will, and his will received some reservations.

So he will recognize Xiao Bao and call him kindly.

Now that Xiaobao is in danger, the Sundering Devil wants to kill Xiaobao, which in turn activates Uncle Xiaobao’s will and raises a strong, want to protect Xiaobao’s **.

Blood family is a kind of constant intimacy, time, distance, can not stop the family.

As a fate creature, Shui Ming is too bitter, and suffers from his life. Xiao Bao is so, Xiao Bao’s uncle, the eighth generation of the Water Pluto.

As the strongest of the eighth generation of the water, he was cruelly made into a monster. What is even more cruel is that he still has to witness Xiaobao, the last living descendant of the Shuiming family, who is alive in his body. Kill!

This is the painful stimulation that no one can bear!

The Eighth Generation Water Pluto was ignited by anger and activated a little bit. His remaining will is stronger and stronger, like an angry lioness, who swears to protect his children.

Hum~

Suddenly, Xiaobao is now free, and the Sundering Devil is entangled in those complicated nerve units. The Eighth Generation Water Pluto is tying the enemy that threatens Xiaobao at the expense of himself.

Hey~

Xiaobao fell and was supported by a series of neurons.

Xiaobao, who was a little relaxed, felt the warmth, like his father, but more majestic than his father.

Xiaobao began to listen carefully to the sounds in his mind.

"You have to live well, our lives are too bitter," the voice said.

"Who is it? Father!?"

"I am your uncle, your father's brother, my name is Li."

"Lee? Are you still alive? I am Hong! My mother is a piano! They talked about you!"

"Alive I am dead, but I still have some memories of the past."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this, I am, my mother, they are also dead, the whole water is a family, now I am alone."

"This is our destiny. Who told us that we are the fate of the swearing, tell me, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!" Xiaobao smashed the railroad: "Of course, I am still a little scared, but Han Lang said, I will grow up! Not only will I grow up, but one day, I can learn to overcome fear! I believe Han Lang, he also said that everyone's destiny must be mastered by myself! I also believe!"

"Han Lang"

"It's the thin, hard-working person who is not afraid of death. He is a hero, although he is not old."

"Oh, it turned out to be him, he is really strong, are you with him?"

"Well, since my mother died, he is taking care of me."

"I remembered it. Just now, he threw you out and kept you away from the battlefield."

"Han Lang not only protected me, but also taught me a lot of things! Just like my brother, now he is in danger, I want to help him, I want to help him kill the monster!"

After that, Xiaobao regretted it again. The monster he pointed to was his own uncle.

Destiny, this is the sad fate of the people of the water.

"Uncle Li, don't be sad, I won't kill you."

"Kill me? I am already dead, I can see you, know that you are still alive, but I have my biggest wish. Tell me, do you really think that fate can be changed?"

"Can! Han Lang said that it will be able to!" Xiaobao said with excitement: "But Han Lang also said that this is not easy. First, let yourself be strong, especially with faith, I have already thought about it, Han Lang. The belief is to protect the land and protect all his friends and compatriots. My belief is to change my fate! Change the tragic fate of our waters! Han Lang also said that as long as one does not die, you cannot give up your faith. If you give up, It is not called faith, and faith is a spirit that does not change to death."

A lot, and Li’s voice stopped.

"You are more fortunate than me." After a long, long time, Li said: "You have a good friend, and I, until I die, don't know what I believe."

"Close your eyes."

"Why?" Xiaobao asked.

"Let your uncle use your last strength to help you once. Suppose one day, you really changed your destiny. Remember to go to our hometown and take a look at the places where countless compatriots died, and pay homage to our family."

"Now, let us work together to try to change this **** fate!"

Hum~

After Li’s words were finished, Xiaobao felt a powerful energy and was attacking the opposite armored devil.

That is the power of Li, in order to save the last descendant of his family, Li began to attack the Sunder Armor!

In the first step, he has to gain complete control over the body!

Xiaobao slammed into the battle, and even joined the war without smoke. The three races, the whole ten lives formed the current eight-claw flying, and if you want to take control, you need to eliminate other non-self. Spiritual power.

"Can't lose! Can't lose!" Xiaobao inspires himself in his heart.

Xiao Bao and Li Xiang recognized that they are vying for the ownership of this body.

What Han Lang saw outside was the eight-claw flying on the ground, holding his head in his arms, shouting loudly and hysterically.

"What is going on!" Han Lang tried to attack the Eight-Flying Feather, but he did not hide or resist, which aroused the curiosity of Han Lang.

"That is the soul war!" He rushed in and said to Han Lang.

"Soul War?" Han Lang asked.

"Yeah, a lot of souls are vying for it, because the eight claws fly because of the combination of various creatures, so no one has full control over the body, now they are vying for it!"

"Who is competing with whom?" Han Lang asked.

"Xiao Bao and a soul very similar to Xiao Bao, the other side is the Sunder Armor and the corpse!" he replied.

"Xiaobao!? Who will win? What will happen if you win?" Han Lang asked sharply.

"It's hard to say that the soul fight is very cruel. The enemy's soul must be completely destroyed. From the current point of view, it seems that Xiaobao and the soul similar to him are weaker," he said.

Han Lang’s face said: “What can I do?”

I am very sorry to say: "Nothing can be done. If we attack now, it will be equivalent to attacking Xiaobao. We can only wait for their contention to end. If Xiaobao wins, there is no problem, if it loses."

"How about losing!?" Han Lang asked nervously.

"The soul is completely destroyed, there is no more treasure in the world, unless you have the power to help Xiaobao, but this is impossible. Your soul and his absence are not on a frequency, and there is no way to give him spiritual support." He spread his arms and said: "After all, you are human, and Xiaobao"

When Han Lang thought about it, he slammed his head and took out two crystals from the mark of the moon.

"This is what Xiaobao's parents left behind after death. There is the soul of his father and mother. I can feel it." Han Lang excitedly asked, "Is this useful?"

蒹葭 excited and jumped directly, excited: "It is the crystal soul! Useful! It is so useful!"

"The remaining soul of Xiaobao's parents must be in a frequency with Xiaobao! Fast! Send these two crystal souls together! Xiaobao needs the power of his parents!"

Hey~

Han Lang jumped up and took both hands to the head of the eight-claw flying head.

His head did not heal, and there were many cracks left. In this way, Han Lang took Xiao Bao’s parents’ crystal souls into the cracks.

boom!

It is also at this moment that the giants are suddenly protruding!

In the distance, Yu Chidao finally completed his writing, and spent a mysterious and complicated pattern behind the Yuan Dynasty. The golden color is composed entirely of the blood of the late road!

"The soul of the six penalty!"

"God punishment!" Yu Chidao shouted desperately.

Hum~

Gods come out, Jinguang is alive! (To be continued.) 8

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