Chapter Fifty-Three: Breakthrough, Level 2 Armament!

"Roar !!"

The bloodthirsty intent in the eyes of the parasitic demon not far from Zhang Lin was even more violent, its pupils seemed to explode, it screamed wildly against its seriously injured body, and its huge body slammed into it.

Bang!!!

"Poof, wow!"

Unable to move, Zhang Lin was like being hit by a heavy truck. The qi and blood in the body surged, and the internal organs felt that they were about to be displaced, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably.

"Boom!!"

The locked glass door of the police station building behind him was directly smashed by Zhang Lin, and the walls smashed into the building knocked out a big hole, and bricks and cement were scattered all over the ground.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!!"

Zhang Lin fell to the ground, picking up the bricks, crumbs, and bright red blood gushing out of his body.

Under the joint efforts of the two Dark Descendants, Zhang Lin couldn't even hold on for a round.

The vitality of the Dark Spawn is far stronger than Zhang Lin, and the parasitic demon who has been violently attacked by Zhang Lin can still send out such an offensive at this moment.

The black scales on his chest were frantically absorbing the blood in Zhang Lin's body, trying to suck him dry and turn him into a dried corpse.

Zhang Lin only now understands what Liu Sheng died.

"Is this how it feels? Uncle, I'm sorry, I may not be able to avenge your revenge!"

Zhang Lin, who fell in a pile of rubble and mud bricks, was in unbearable pain, breathing heavily, but he felt that even the air he inhaled was stinging his lungs.

Zhang Lin knew that this was the feeling of being eroded by demonic energy

Qing Yan seemed to sense Zhang Lin's crisis at this moment, and the flames wrapped all the wounds on his body.

The wound gradually stopped bleeding, and the black scales inserted in the chest were also scorched by the green flames, and black smoke bubbled out.

It is no longer possible to suck his blood!

The flames ignited, the injury improved slightly, the Force in Zhang Lin's body had been consumed by most of it after the fierce battle just now, and there were still three bullets left in Xiao Baiyin, and he had no room to resist at all under the joint efforts of the two Dark Descendants.

"Are you going to die? Even if you want to eat me, I'm going to break your teeth. Zhang Lin's eyes became firm.

Outside the building, the parasite was rolling wildly on the ground, screaming. In one such way, it was trying to extinguish the burning green flames on its body.

Zhang Lin swept away the surrounding masonry and stood up tremblingly, he knew that if he didn't support himself, he would definitely die, three layers of Force and three bronze Force bullets, maybe there was a chance to kill a parasite who had been severely injured.

But what if you kill it, there is still a scale demon eyeing him, and he will not escape death after all.

Zhang Lin was unwilling to do this, but he was terrified.

Whether you can survive or not, there is only one way now, to break through the second-level armament.

The Big Dipper star map on his chest was dim, and the seven origins could no longer support Zhang Lin's battle rhythm.

Zhang Lin took out the protonuclear that had been purified by himself from his trouser pocket.

The crystal like a crystal star trace was lying in Zhang Lin's palm, and the dirty dust and blood stains on the palm of his hand were mottled on it, but it still couldn't hide its brilliance.

Fortunately, Zhang Lin has always taken it with him, and he originally planned to end this mission to find an opportunity to use this star trace original crystal, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

"It's up to you whether you live or die. Zhang Lin said with a firm look in his eyes.

The last remaining Force turned into flames in the palm of his hand, calcining the Starmark Primordial Crystal.

As the heat rose sharply, the star-scarred primordial crystals began to melt, emitting a dazzling light, and the pure force turned into a pool of light flowing, slowly spreading, wrapping around Zhang Lin's arm, spreading to his chest and all over his body, and finally penetrating into every pore.

This power poured into the body, like a drop of warm water, and they entered every inch of flesh and blood, penetrating into every cell.

The Force began to coalesce from every corner of the body, gathering together, like nectar in the morning, dripping from the tender leaves, converging into small streams, streams into rivers, and calm rivers began to rush and set off stormy waves.

The waves were monstrous, and the majestic Force swept over the seven origins in the body, and the dim origins were filled with the influx of Force, and they began to glow together.

The scorching light was rendering, roaring, and they pounded at the shackled barriers, as if there was a faint barrier that held them in place, and the glow that bloomed from the inner part of the origin set off the wolves, and the Force tides pounded against the thin embankment.

"Light it up for Lao Tzu!!"

Zhang Lin was roaring, and if he lit it, he would have a chance to live.

Countless fluorescent rays flew out from the seven origins, the stars were brilliant, and the Force converged into a long sharp arrow, which pierced into the light curtain fiercely.

Zhang Lin felt that his chest was about to explode, every muscle in his body was moaning, and when the wave of carnival came, the green tendons burst out, and even the blood was ignited.

In this process, Zhang Lin did not dare to relax in the slightest, once he relaxed, then the Force tide would collapse, and all the offensive would collapse in an instant.

Zhang Lin gritted his teeth and persevered, using all his strength to bear the baptism of this force.

It's going to be successful, it's coming, it's coming!!

The curtain was pierced, like a tidal wave breaking through a breach, and the raging Force erupted as if it had found a breach.

Zhang Lin's heart became excited, followed by ecstasy.

The breach was hit bigger and bigger, and the Force began to rush like a rolling flood, and the world seemed to be stirring up

In the world of the Force, the wind and rain are shaking, and the mountains are roaring and the tsunami is roaring.

At this moment, Zhang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body trembled.

The black eyes bloomed with dazzling brilliance, as if there were sun, moon and stars in them, and in the deepest part of the darkness, it was Zhang Lin's Force World.

The flames were ablaze, the waves were ignited, rendered into a sea of fire, rushing and scorching.

Silver rays appeared, rising from the tides, shining a brilliant galaxy, shimmering, mysterious.

They roll, they roar, they revel, they tumble over the world to their heart's content, expanding into a magnificent world.

One, two, three......

The dots of the Force tides began to converge, and a blazing star appeared in the world.

The eighth origin was ignited.

Zhang Lin, who felt all this, was excited.

The origin rises and falls in the sea of fire, the turbulent tide is still churning, and one after another the origin of the stars rises from it, they are all full of luster, they cheer and jump one by one, intertwined with each other, forming a galaxy.

The twelve origins burst out of the tide and complemented the original seven origins, each with a majestic force that dotted the world and illuminated it.

"This kind of power ......," Zhang Lin looked at his hands in disbelief.

The raging beast-like flames were released and swirled around the arms as if they were inexhaustible Force.

The Force crawled like spider silk all over the arms and chest, covering the half-length battle armor that had then formed cyan, with feather-like lines engraved on it.

Zhang Lin spread his hands, like a bluebird about to flutter its wings, and flames erupted.

"Haha, it's broken, and it's finally to the second-level armament!"

Qingyan was armed, Zhang Lin clenched his hands into fists, feeling the explosive power, and his heart could not be described as excited.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the eighth origin is ignited, then it has already broken through to the second level of armament.

And Zhang Lin, under the impact of this self-made star trace primordial crystal, now directly ignited the twelve origins in one breath, this is already the mid-level realm of the second-level armament, which Zhang Lin himself did not expect.

A terrifying roar sounded in Zhang Lin's ears, accompanied by the sound of a huge force hitting the ground.

"Hehe, you deserve it!"

Zhang Lin walked out of this ruin, looked at the parasite demon that burned into a ball of fire outside the gate, and said with the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

"One dozen two, it's not a shame to take one away!" Zhang Lin said as he touched the blood stains on the corner of his mouth.

"If I can't kill the scale demon, then I will kill you first. ”

The severely crippled parasitic demon in front of him was no longer in Zhang Lin's eyes, he had seriously injured it like this half an hour ago, not to mention that it was now breaking through to the second-level armament.

What really made Zhang Lin jealous now was the kind of scale demon on the roof, that was the real danger, even if he broke through to the second-level armament, it was still not enough to collide head-on with a third-level dark descendant.

Zhang Lin allowed the parasites to roll on the ground, and the disgusting creatures in it did not deserve a painful death, and should burn in the flames, so that their sinful souls could be tormented and repentance of their sins in pain.

"Die, monster!" Zhang Lin had murderous intent in his eyes.

Flames poured out in Zhang Lin's hands, pouring in with the madness of the Force.

One origin, two origins, three origins......

Zhang Lin's nineteen origins unleashed powerful power, seven of them seemed to be summoned, and they couldn't wait to form a Big Dipper map on their chests, while the other twelve origins surrounded the Big Dipper.

Even though Zhang Lin has not yet learned the second-level change of the Tai'a Armament, it is enough now.

The origin is still linked, one after another, and they are intertwined into a bizarre picture of the galaxy, gorgeous and magnificent.

Tai'a's brilliance began to shine out, and Zhang Lin's armament and flames were dyed with a layer of silver brilliance.

Such a force is by no means comparable to that of first-class armament.

This is the second-level armament!