Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Under the gaze of the white-haired ghost full of shock.

Dazzling flames gushed out from the 36,000 pores on Meng Chao's arms at the same time.

It's like two, no, two hundred dragons with teeth and claws entwined around his arms at the same time.

When the flames dissipated, two thick and long chains that were almost melted had been dragged from the end of his arms to the ground.

Chains wound around two heavy swords.

It seems to be made of extremely dense cosmic materials from neutron stars.

I don't see how sharp the blade is.

But like cutting tofu, it cut into the hard ground with ease, and went straight to the bottom, only the handle of the knife was still exposed.

No, not only that.

When Meng Chao exploded his cells, the spewing spiritual energy continuously blasted into the ground along the chains and sabers.

The rocks hidden in the depths of the earth seemed to be infected, burned, and agitated by his life magnetic field, and melted into surging magma.

Take Meng Chao's feet as the center.

Within a radius of hundreds of meters, the ground was shaking, roaring, and tearing, and soon burst into criss-crossing spider web cracks.

In the depths of the crack, dazzling red awns bloomed, turning into thousands of degrees high temperature bubbles containing magma.

Rao is as tyrannical as an undead creature's flesh and blood.

Facing the constantly "magmatic" earth, the ferocious roar a moment ago has turned into a trembling whine.

There was an undead creature with the heads of three monsters stitched together. It happened to be in the place where the scarlet cracks were the most dense. Accidentally, the horse stumbled and half of its body fell into the magma created by Meng Chao.

Its flesh and blood immediately charred.

No matter how the bloodstain flower spores stimulate the cells to accelerate division and growth, they try to cover and replace the burnt parts with more and fresher scarlet flesh and flesh membranes.

A large area of ​​scorched black marks, like a virus devouring a virus, continued to spread all over the body of this undead creature.

In just a few seconds, the two heads and three limbs of this undead creature were all dehydrated, split, and disintegrated, turning into countless crispy cinders.

The remaining head and limbs, under the control of the blood-streaked flower cluster, have not really "died", and are still struggling to escape the entanglement of the magma.

But from the underground magma, a red-hot chain suddenly drilled out, wrapped dozens of times around the undead creature's body like lightning, and forcibly dragged it to the depths of the magma.

Eventually, the undead disappear completely.

There were only a few screams left, sealed in the tumbling bubbles on the surface of the magma.

The rest of the undead creatures hesitated.

Although there is no "wisdom" in the narrow sense.

However, the most basic primitive instinct of carbon-based creatures still caused them to produce fluctuations similar to "fear".

The crisis management program embedded in the depths of their genes sent them extremely clear and strong instructions—seeing this man who was surrounded by flames and looked like a torch, he was an existence that they should never provoke, nor could they afford to provoke!

The undead creatures retreated one after another.

Meng Chao had no intention of letting them go.

He didn't move his feet and hands.

Just flexing and stretching his fingers, he played a symphony representing death on the chain.

The magma from the depths of the earth shot out from dozens of red-hot ground fissures, turning into dozens of flaming whips, entangled all the undead creatures, and dragged them into the ground fissures and magma.

The undead creature struggled desperately.

The flaming whips dug deep into their flesh, cutting through their bones and tearing them apart.

With the help of the blood-streaked flower cluster, the fragmented undead creature grew more flagella and tentacles, trying to break up into pieces and flee separately.

But Meng Chao's flaming whip also split, like flaming roots and branches, once again catching up and wrapping around every piece of wriggling and screaming flesh and blood.

There were also a few undead creatures who realized that there was nowhere to escape and had to fight to the death.

They blasted the flesh and blood of the monsters to the extreme.

On the pulpy body, there seemed to be a hundred piranhas, opening their mouths wide open.

And from the mouth of the blood basin, thousands of bunches of blood-striped hyphae, which looked like flower buds and nerve clusters, were spouted out, but sharper and more sinister, like a dense jungle of swords and halberds, stabbing Meng Chao fiercely. .

Meng Chao still didn't dodge, letting the hyphae of the blood pattern flower poke him.

The seemingly unprotected skin glowed like a metal, and the spiritual magnet composed of nano-robots had already formed an indestructible line of defense under his skin.

The bloodstained hyphae kicked the iron plate.

Not only failed to invade Meng Chao's body.

Instead, it was entangled, cut off and swallowed by the spiritual magnet, and sealed in a viscous liquid metal-like substance, waiting for Meng Chao's further research.

Wait until Meng Chao has collected enough experimental samples.

He finally reached out and snapped his fingers lightly, ending this "game".

The number of flaming whips from the depths of the ground increased three to five times immediately, wrapping every undead creature as firmly as rice dumplings, and dragging them into the depths of the magma, without even making a pitiful scream. Amidst a series of burning sounds of "Chi Chi Chi Chi, Chi Chi Chi Chi", it turned into curling blue smoke.

Fei Qingyun was right.

This is indeed a Shura hell.

But it was a Shura Hell specially prepared for undead creatures created by Meng Chao.

Facing Meng Chao's absolute destruction.

Not even half of the blood-streaked flower spores could escape.

However, this is not the end.

Meng Chao glanced around lightly.

Those assassins hiding in the jungle, dumbfounded, silent, trembling.

Except for the field commander who was suppressed by Meng Chao.

There are still seven elite snipers and four heavenly realm experts wearing "fire unicorns" who are still alive.

At least, ignoring the fact that their souls have been scattered, their flesh and blood are barely alive.

But they were horrified to find that not only every bone and every bundle of muscle fiber around them was firmly pulled by this mysterious strong man standing in the middle of the magma, whose aura was stronger than that of the white-haired ghost. Suppressed, unable to move at all.

Moreover, their communicators can only emit "rustling rustling" and "beep beep beep" interference sounds, neither can communicate with the outside world, nor can they transmit even a single pixel of the incredible picture they saw!

Of course, the orders from the outside world—whether it is asking them to fight to the end, or forcibly activating the self-explosive chips in their bodies, are all blocked.

Immediately afterwards, they coincidentally saw a blur in front of their eyes, as if they saw hundreds of millions of tons of magma spewing out from the ground, turning into an overwhelming red tide, rolling, roaring, and dancing wildly, covering the entire area The sky also covered their entire field of vision!