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Chapter 27 Bravely Fighting Demons

Each of these has a long neck of five or six meters long and was mixed in conjunction with human heads, and soon filled the crowded room that was not big, like flesh and blood pythons blocking Zhao Ling's body, unable to bypass them.

Zhao Ling hesitated for a moment and did not take action.

It’s not that I can’t bear to attack these former human heads, these heads have lost their minds and are controlled by demons. They are blowing them up to help them get rid of them.

However, he knew very well that these heads would not be destroyed after being smashed, and would breed a large number of granulations like before, entangling him. Although it was not a big threat, there were too many granulations growing continuously, which was very annoying.

"It's really troublesome."

Zhao Ling decided to force the attack, moved backward and took a small step, bent his legs slightly, and as his body exerted force, his body suddenly jumped up and rushed straight to the ceiling.

Puff puff puff!

These heads were desperately stopping him, but Zhao Ling's body was terrifyingly strong and could be easily smashed like fragile items when human-shaped shells were used and hitting the head.

The flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and the blood mist filled the fallen pieces made the room even more bloody and terrifying, like a crazy butcher's slaughter room.

Under his savage impact, he quickly rushed to the front of the meat ball, inserted one hand into the ceiling covered with flesh and blood to fix his body, and then a fist with a confusing white light hit the meat ball hard.

Puff!

A punch hit the inside of the meat ball. The flesh-shaped demon statue was severely damaged, spewing out a large amount of plasma, and a shrill howl was not like a human inside.

A blood arrow shot out from the mouth of the flesh, but Zhao Ling immediately avoided it.

The flesh-shaped demon had no head or organs, and there was no sign of its vital point at all, so Zhao Ling ignored it and smashed his arm into the flesh and blood, tugged it around in the flesh-shaped demon's body, and fired his bow at will.

The body of the meat-like demon was wriggling violently, and a large number of granulists grew out, entangling Zhao Ling's body, wrapping him up layer by layer, forming a nauseating meat bag like a stomach sac, as if trying to digest him.

Just as Zhao Ling was trying to tear the meat bag formed by granulation, the sticky plasma granulation was stuck on Zhao Ling's skin, and at the same time, an evil bloody force was also invading his body.

However, this is what Zhao Ling is most afraid of. While he noticed this bloody force, the converter also started working.

Blood 10

Blood and Qi 20

Blood and Qi 20

Converted points 5

The bloody force that invaded the body suddenly turned into points and appeared on the panel.

"This thing is quite fat, and you can get 5 points at one shot."

From the past transformation process, Zhao Ling has found experience. The converter cannot directly convert the power of the demon into points. He must kill the demon, or the demon actively casts malicious intention to invade his own body. The converter can absorb and convert it.

In other words, Zhao Ling cannot forcibly seize the power of the demon, but this is correct. Otherwise, as long as he leans on the demon, he will directly absorb the power of the demon, and the demon will not have to play with it. Just wait for death.

Thorn!

Zhao Ling tore open the meat bag and saw the light of day again. In order to allow the demon to continue to send points to him, he attacked harder.

The flesh-shaped demon was extremely angry, and suddenly another evil bloody force invaded Zhao Ling's body, and then it was converted into 3 points without surprise.

Zhao Ling is a very comfortable group.

However, after another 3 points were reached, the meat-like demon stopped this meaningless action. It had already discovered that the weird power that invaded Zhao Ling's body was constantly losing contact with itself, and it was completely a muddy bull.

The flesh-like demons were furious, and more long-necked human heads grew out of twist. They screamed, said all kinds of words, and rushed towards Zhao Ling frantically with their exaggerated mouths.

These long-necked heads are fearless and fearless. Even if they can't bite Zhao Ling, they will not let go. After being broken, a large number of granulation will breed and continue to entangle. The dense flesh and blood tissues hinder Zhao Ling's vision seriously.

At this time, Zhao Ling realized that he seemed to lack a group injury skill, and even if the damage was low, it would be fine.

The overwhelming granulations are too annoying. Even though they are extremely powerful, it is difficult to get rid of them. If you don’t pay attention, you will even drill granulations into his ears, nose, mouth, etc., which is really annoying.

While protecting his ears and nose, Zhao Ling continued to beat this thing with his fist that enchanted the real damage. Seeing who could resist, he tore off a large piece of flesh-and-blood fragments of flesh and blood from the body of the flesh-like demon.

Under his thumping, the meat-like demon had to change his fighting style again. A hole was cracked in the meat-like ball, like a terrifying mouth, and circles of dense sharp teeth like shark teeth bloomed out of it.

When Zhao Ling hammered it down again, this big mouth slashed and bit his arm.

Zhao Ling felt his fist was stuck and couldn't help but pull it out with force, but the big mouth did not let go, and the sharp teeth like shark teeth were constantly twisting.

He felt a slight pain coming from his bitten wrist, and immediately pulled open his mouth hard, pulled out his hand, and pulled off many shark teeth.

Zhao Ling looked down and found that there was a circle of bitten red marks on his arm, but fortunately it did not bite the skin.

"Dare to bite me!"

Zhao Ling was annoyed at that time. The thing's teeth were so sharp that they almost broke their defense!

In a rage, Zhao Ling reached out and pressed into the big mouth again, broke several teeth, and the flesh-like demon opened his mouth again.

When the big mouth covered with sharp teeth was about to bite him again, a huge black demon hand condensed and formed, and directly crashed into the big mouth.

Devil's Hand!

The meatball-shaped demon could not have expected such a situation to occur. The demonic power burst out inside it, causing the meatball to squirm violently, and kept making shrill screams, obviously being hit hard.

The demon's hand is amazingly powerful, and its dark and corrosive claws corrode the big mouth, and the large pieces of teeth and surrounding flesh are corroded and melted.

The flesh-shaped demon couldn't help but tighten violently in pain, and actually spit out the demon's hand.

Several long-necked heads opened their mouths and bit them towards Zhao Ling, but before they could get closer, they were swept across the room by the demonic hand that still had enough strength to make a blood mist.

After a moment, the dark hand disappeared. The damage caused by this skill was quite serious. A large piece of corroded charred meat was left in the big mouth of the flesh-shaped demon, which was extremely miserable.

The meat-shaped demon seemed to be afraid of Zhao Ling. The flesh-shaped demon crawled, and part of the body had already squirmed into the ventilation duct. A corner of the demon was exposed, which was originally occupied by the entire ceiling. The demon was about to escape.

Seeing that this guy had been beaten half to death by him, how could Zhao Ling be willing to let it escape? He rushed up to stop him, stretched out his hand and pulled a long neck with a human head off the body of a meaty demon.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!
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