"Nine-star kill-"

When the poisoned arrow shot into the compound eye of the mutant phantom insect, the unsuspecting insect was pit with a bloody face and screamed. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Ye Mo seized the opportunity to step forward, and the Nine Star Grid Kill stabbed at its scarred body with a chilling killing intent.

The bug struggled in pain, its broken wings striking her equally scarred body. Ye Mo trembled slightly, and then controlled his body's instinctive reaction well, and continued to take advantage of the vacancy, Obsidian and the God of War took turns.

After a while, she learned to be smart. The Heavenly Maiden's scattered style of play is definitely not good, she wants to be evenly wet with rain and dew, but the problem is that one or two knives can't cut through her seemingly soft skin at all. So I changed my strategy to hit at a fixed point, trying to hit the same position to increase the damage.

Black blood dripped from the insect's eyes again, Ye Mo gritted his teeth and was ruthless, did not dodge, and added a final knife to a wound.

She could hear the sound of her clothes being burned on her back, her combat suit, her isolation suit, and then her skin that had lost its space protection, and she could also feel the burning pain on her back, the pain nerves constantly transmitting messages to her, and the sharp pain produced large beads of sweat.

The insect suddenly became agitated, struggled violently, and its huge body threw Ye Mo out more than ten meters away.

"Poof—"

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face was as white as paper.

Ye Sheng's spiritual power spurted out along with Ye Mo's blood: "Slow-"

The mutant phantom worm's movements suddenly slowed down, and the slow-motion replay of the same footage was full of joy. Seeing this, Ye Mo stood up - his physical strength was exhausted, his calves were still cramping, his dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, and the burning pain on his shoulders, waist and back. She was a little drowsy, and then bit the tip of her tongue, untied the closed sea of consciousness, and her spiritual power gushed out.

Wrapped in a layer of space around her fist, she knew that Yesheng's spiritual power would not last long, so she trotted a few steps and rushed forward. A fist, with the power of space, slammed heavily into the wound of the insect that had been repeatedly hit, cracking the skin alive.

The fingers were full of slimy touch, the insects roared, and the mental power was released, and Ye Sheng would inevitably be seriously injured even if he had been prepared. Ye Mo endured the stinging pain in his mind, and his hand rummaged around the insect's body.

It roared again, its tail slamming down on her back.

She vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood. The mental power is almost unsupportable, and no matter how strong the mental power is without physical support, it is in vain. However, her hand was still in the insect's body, and as soon as the space was withdrawn, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow hit.

The tail hit the back again, and the bug was already a little crazy. She fumbled with her free hand to find the god of war and stabbed her in the thigh.

The sharp pain made her conscious clear for a moment, and she saw that the tail would soon visit her back again - with Ye Mo's current physical condition, she would be gone if she took another small life.

In less than three seconds, she closed her eyes, and her hand suddenly felt something hard and cold in a mass of flesh.

Ye Mo's pupils shrank - it's like heaven won't kill me!

She grabbed the thing and pulled her hand out as fast as she could. The strong wind when the huge tail swept disappeared, and Ye Mo was thrown five or six meters away by inertia, because there was no blood to vomit, so she almost fell unconscious the moment she landed.

The unconscious Ye Mo held a spar tightly in his right hand, the size of a baby's fist, and the crystal clear cyan glowed softly and comfortably in the moonlight.

Ye Mo's coma was because of her physical injury, and her mental power was barely damaged too much, so her consciousness was bored in the temple of thought after her physical coma. She was lying on the floor with Erlang's legs on her feet, with grass in her mouth, so bored that she was about to mold.

Amor pushed the door in with a soft smile: "It's not like that. ”

Ye Mo didn't pay attention to it, and squinted at the gentle smile on Amor's face: "Why are we so different, obviously the same person, you are really split from my soul?"

She found a chair and sat down, holding her chin in her hand and thinking: "Yo, you are only starting to doubt now? Actually, I am a little strange, do you have any good answers?"

"Hey, hey, hey. She was dissatisfied, "To doubt me is to doubt yourself, don't forget that you are part of me!"

Amor laughed: "It's obvious that you started first, but you blame me?"

Ye Mo squinted, put his arms behind his neck and looked at the starry sky on the top of the Temple of Thinking: "When do you think I can go out?"

"How do I know. She said, "Your injury this time is quite serious, if it weren't for the imperfect genes of that bug, it would be impossible for your strength to be rated B+." ”

"Yes," Ye Mo also sighed, "If I had known its true strength, I would ......"

"Will you run away?" said Amor with a smile.

She thought for a while: "Probably not, there are more than 200 people behind me, even if I can run away, they can't run away." Saying that, he stretched his waist: "This matter is a lesson, you must not rely too much on intelligent ratings in the future, and then meet a guy with the actual strength of the rating B result, we will have to see God together." ”

"The child can be taught. "But you're not bad this time, and you've killed the Phantom Worm." ”

Ye Mo sighed: "It's just a loophole." The insect subconsciously protects its lower abdomen when it moves, and I guess its energy center is there. To be honest, if it hadn't been for my brother's last outburst, it wouldn't have been easy for me to kill it. ”

"Brother's ability ......" Amor also sighed, "His ability is overly dependent on mental power, which is not good, if he encounters a mutant phantom worm or something, he will suffer a big loss." The principle of Gotha's ability has not yet come to fruition, but looking at other examples, the more powerful this ability is, the more difficult it is to practice, and for the sake of balance, 'it' will also be weakened. ”

"That's right. She answered, "Hey, can you go out now, Amor?"

"Just kidding!" Amor glared at Ye Mo, "You can't get out of this genuine product, can I still get out?!"

"Boring, boring, boring!" she looked at the ceiling with wide eyes, "It feels like a long time...... Alas, I don't know how long it has been outside......"

Amor gloated a little: "Don't worry, you and Sister Mo Han are both unconscious, it must be chickens flying and dogs jumping!"

When Ye Mo opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

The harsh sunlight scorched her eyes, and the star walking next to her hurriedly put on an eye patch for her. She struggled to adjust to the light: "What time is it?"

“…… Sister, you've been in a coma for three days. Xingxing grimaced, "Stop talking, take a good rest." ”

"At that time...... What the hell is going on?" Ye Mo frowned. (To be continued.) )