Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

At a critical juncture, the white-haired ghost let out a yell, and the white beard and hair that was on the verge of swords suddenly swelled and grew as if they had life, and turned into dozens of long white whips, precisely blocking the trajectory of the doomsday bullet!

However, the assassin never thought that he could harvest the white-haired ghost's life by relying on these few doomsday bullets.

The one who has always been dormant in the darkness, the trump card of the trump card, is the final trump card of the assassins.

There was no sound at all.

Can not see the slightest flame and sparks.

Even with the eyesight of Meng Chao's Divine Realm, who had spotted and firmly locked onto the commander in the darkness from the very beginning, he could barely make out that an extremely faint streak appeared in front of the commander, which could only be detected with a microscope. ripples.

This ripple is mixed in the colorful trajectories of the five doomsday bullets, like a drop of water hidden in the entire sea, moving fast and slow, left and right, at two to three times the speed of sound, toward the white-haired ghost. Chest, approaching quickly.

The white-haired ghost swept away almost all the doomsday bullets with his long hair.

Only the most critical and deadly one was left out.

So, when the ripple was only the last 30 centimeters away from the white-haired ghost, it suddenly exploded, from a point close to zero, it instantly expanded into dozens of shock waves.

Dozens of shock waves hit the white-haired ghost's chest almost simultaneously.

In an instant, Meng Chao seemed to hear the roar of the diamond nine-headed dragon.

Seeing the beast soul of the translucent diamond nine-headed dragon roaring out from the depths of the ripples, the nine heads formed by condensed fierce flames opened their bloody mouths at the same time, biting the white-haired ghost's shoulder blades and arms.

"This is……

"A super doomsday bullet that can only be refined from the entire spine of a diamond nine-headed dragon, plus heart blood, spinal fluid, and brain tissue fluid, as well as dozens of top-quality spar powders!"

Meng Chao was dumbfounded and his scalp exploded.

He knows very well that judging from the power of this super doomsday bullet, to refine such a vicious weapon, at least half a diamond nine-headed dragon will be consumed, as well as countless valuable natural materials. precious.

Such a bullet was fired at the most fatal moment, not to mention the seriously injured white-haired ghost, even Meng Chao himself might not be able to dodge it perfectly, or carry it over with force!

The opponent's on-site commander was obviously also very calm.

Instead of relying on the power of the super doomsday bullet, he tried to target the deadly vital point of the white-haired ghost and shot him in the head.

He chose the chest with the largest area and the most difficult to dodge perfectly.

The flames of battle with teeth and claws tore out a bloody and shocking wound at the joint between the white-haired ghost's chest and shoulder blades.

The wounds the size of a sea bowl, the minced meat and broken bones were all turned out, and they were continuously burned, bitten and eroded by the fierce flames.

No matter how powerful the cell regeneration ability of the white-haired ghost is, it is impossible to seal the wound for the time being.

The blood mist that had been lingering around the white-haired ghost took advantage of the void.

A large number of blood-streaked flower spores are like "buzzing" mosquitoes, scrambling to get into the wound.

The white-haired ghost is also extremely cruel.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately flashed and strengthened the determination of the strong man to sever his wrist.

With five fingers together, it turned into a hand knife sharper than a scalpel, and stabbed at his shoulder fiercely, digging out the shocking wound, including a circle of fresh flesh and blood around the wound, and the blood-streaked flower spores that had penetrated into the fresh flesh and blood. come out.

Immediately afterwards, with a flip of the palm and a shake, a violent spiritual flame roared out, burning all the weirdly wriggling flesh and blood.

But in this way, he also almost dug through his right shoulder.

Along the bloody wound, one can even see slightly trembling lung lobes, like fish bubbles that were thrown on the ground and stepped on a few times in the vegetable market.

The white-haired ghost didn't even look at his wound.

He stared intently at the depths of the bushes, where the enemy field commander was hiding.

Obviously, he also locked the source of this fatal bullet.

The problem is, he is still surrounded by seven or eight undead creatures with clusters of blood-streaked flowers all over his body, staring at him with swollen, bloodshot, and rotten eyeballs.

And the leader of the assassins realized that his whereabouts had been exposed.

Simply don't hide anymore.

Instead, he jumped out of the bushes, knelt down on one knee, bowed left and right, and the super gun equipped with more doomsday bullets firmly locked the wound of the white-haired ghost!

The corner of the commander's mouth curled into a confident and cold smile.

With slight pressure on his fingertips, violent destructive energy like a volcanic eruption is about to erupt from his palm and fingertips.

At this moment, the commander heard an extremely faint voice.

It was as if a withered and rotten leaf fell to the ground a few tens of meters away.

Hearing it in the commander's ears made his two pupils shrink into two needlepoints at the same time.

There is no hesitation of even 0.01 second.

The commander gave up the goal he had always wanted to achieve.

The joints of both arms made a series of "crackling" explosions, and as the joints were disengaged, the arms seemed to suddenly double in length, and gained the freedom to turn 360 degrees.

Relying on these two mollusk-like arms, he changed the direction of two special firearms filled with doomsday bullets, and pointed them behind him from an incredible angle.

However, he was still half a beat behind.

And misjudged the direction of the attack.

The sound like falling dead leaves did not come from behind him.

To be more precise, there is no sound of "withered leaves falling" at all.

It was a mental attack more deadly than an invisible poisonous snake. It invaded his cerebral cortex, hijacked his central nervous system, and deceived his auditory system, making him mistakenly believe that there was some kind of abnormal movement behind him.

No, not just the auditory system.

This mental attack also invaded and interfered with his visual system, copying and pasting the images of several hideous and terrifying undead creatures into his field of vision, creating the illusion of attacking him from behind!

Even if the commander realizes that all this is just an illusion.

However, his genetic instinct still caused the brain, central nervous system and muscle fibers to temporarily go out of control.

Just as the commander was taken aback.

Meng Chao pushed his speed to the limit and sent out an arc of fire!

boom!

Meng Chao appeared directly in front of the commander as if tearing apart the space. His shoulder, as hard as an iron super alloy, slammed into the guy's chest hard.

Before the most tragic collision of the muscles and bones of the two sides, Meng Chao's life magnetic field was already like a 10,000-ton giant hammer that fell from the sky and hit the commander's celestial cap heavily!

I would like to report to all my dear brothers and sisters that Lao Niu's Luyuan training is over, it is really wonderful and beneficial.

Also, thanks to everyone's concern, my father-in-law's situation has improved a lot, and I can go downstairs for a walk and bask in the sun by myself.

Then, Lao Niu found a new job during this period of time. He just joined the job at the end of April, and the probationary period was half a year.

It's a bit long, but in this year's situation, everyone knows that the road is long and difficult, so we can only grit our teeth and persevere.

Lao Niu is thirty-nine this year, and he has already encountered a typical middle-aged crisis. Although he has the determination to fight for online literature all his life, after all, there are old people and young people, so he has to consider many practical issues. At least he has to take responsibility , Support the whole family.

It is not easy for middle-aged people to get a job again. Lao Niu has not worked seriously for many years, and he has to adapt and organize his thoughts. Therefore, there are fewer updates during this period, and Lao Niu feels very ashamed. I am very sorry for your support all the way. Brothers and sisters from Lao Niu to today.

Lao Niu can only assure everyone that no matter what, Lao Niu will try to insist on updating every day, and try to keep updating as much as possible. Then, when the work is sorted out, get started slowly, and when you have your own time, then increase the speed , Give back everyone's love for Lao Niu!

Thank you everyone, thank you friends who have supported Lao Niu all the way!