In terms of strength, the current old Duo Erfu even surpasses the noble generals of Arima.

If he is allowed to run into Dior in front of Arima, he may be able to cause some trouble for Dior.

But it's too late, and Dio has already collected all four types of Hebao and analyzed Hezi's secrets.

Like flesh and blood, as long as Dio wants to, he can convert Katsuko into his own nutrition and energy through contact.

The He, who was originally uncontrollable, has now surrendered to the feet of Dior.

So in front of Dior, this subhuman and human beings are equal.

It's just bread.

The difference is only in who is more nutritious and who tastes better.

The old Duo Erfu controlled the Tree of Flesh, which was what he called the mother, and there was no means to escape with a severed limb.

The reason why Dio came to the deepest part of this tree of flesh and blood was to perfectly solve the old Duo Erfu and avoid being escaped by him.

In fact, when Dio began to absorb the Tree of Flesh, victory was already sealed.

Since he dared to do it, he was naturally not afraid of being discovered by him at all.

Dior's tentacles had penetrated deep into each of them, and the old Duo Erfu realized that something was wrong at this time, and wanted to break free and peel off his body, but his whole body was sore, and he lost the strength to struggle.

The body is gradually withering, even if there are sufficient reserve resources, the so-called mother is completely just Dior's gluttonous meal.

Old Duo Erfu was full of collagen, the wrinkles were gradually eroding, and the flesh and blood were shrinking, as if time was speeding up in his body.

"No, no... I haven't lost yet, I still have her! ”

He struggled to open two eyelids that were as crushed as Tarzan, and the dry eyeballs rolled upward, revealing a pale patch and bloodshot patches.

His voice was hoarse, like an old man about to sink into the ground.

Struggling to mobilize the flesh in the center of the top of the trunk, he wanted to sink Fangcun Aite into it, giving himself the strength to escape.

This is a last resort, the foundation of the "dragon" needs qualified people to act as a transit station and incubator, without Fangcun Aite, then he has to take it himself.

But now he can't care so much, and when death really comes, Lao Duo Erfu finds that what he cares about most is really his own life.

What gods are for the world, what "dragons", what plans for destruction and cultivation, all can be abandoned.

As long as you live, it's a big deal to find another mother, or simply top it yourself!

Just live......

"Poof~"

With a muffled sound, the flesh and blood tree in the laboratory was more than ten meters high, and there was also a tree of flesh and blood with a base of dozens of meters wide at the root of the tree, and the seedlings of the so-called "dragon", together with the body of the old Duo Erfu, were completely pumped clean by Dior.

After only one pause, it exploded into gray-brown dust, sprinkled with water, and slowly fell down in a mighty way.

Christian Dior stood in the middle of the falling dust, the ripples blowing in the wind, separating the impurities from afar.

The armor of the upper body resounded with a sound of mechanical collision, rolling and diving into the body, and the heat and exhaust gas exploded in an instant, forming a larger wave of qi.

And the Hezi armor on the lower body also leaked four exhaust holes, and the sound of "sneer~" was also an exhaust process in just a few seconds.

A thick white mist rose from his body, enveloping Dior's entire body, and the mist was entangled, like a huge humanoid creature.

But it was an illusion after all, the blood subsided, the dark red skin faded, the heat subsided, and in its place a cold aura emanated from Dior's body, and the sultry heat of the laboratory was immediately replaced by a dull cold.

With a slight leap, Dior caught Fangcun Aite, who had fallen down naked.

Looking down, Fangcun Aite's near-perfect body met Dior's eyes.

Ying Ying's waist is reflected in the sunlight like a white luster like jade gelatin, the round and slender legs give Dior an excellent feel, and the ten small toes are not smeared with strange nail polish, glowing with a healthy flesh color. Nine cakes in Chinese

The upper body was full and round, unexpectedly material, and trembled slightly as Dior landed.

And also......

Dior raised his eyebrows and grabbed two handfuls at the top and bottom fullness, which was supposed to save her interest.

Yes, although it is far less than honey glass, but this fleshy feeling is similar to that of butterfly ninja.

Well, as for Lishi, above these two, under the honey glass.

Of course, Dio is not too much, he has no shortage of women, and he can still control himself very well, this is just pure curiosity, an instinctive reaction of creatures.

Black liquid poured out of Dior's hands, covering Yoshimura Aite's body, forming a film of the same material as Dior's boxers.

Yoshimura Aite closed his eyes and did not react, and was in the deepest stupor.

Don't say that Dior just grasped it casually, it's ...... It doesn't always come to wake up.

Turning around, the metallic Katsuko armor stepped on the alloy floor, making a heavy crashing sound, and Dior walked into the passage, submerging into the darkness, but there was a faint light illuminating, faintly showing his figure.

"Master Dior!"

Yoshimura was late, and he noticed that his daughter was in a coma, but he wasn't too worried.

There's Dior, that's all.

After being controlled by Dior, his trust and loyalty to Dior was brainless.

And the Hezi armor on the lower body also leaked four exhaust holes, and the sound of "sneer~" was also an exhaust process in just a few seconds.

A thick white mist rose from his body, enveloping Dior's entire body, and the mist was entangled, like a huge humanoid creature.

But it was an illusion after all, the blood subsided, the dark red skin faded, the heat subsided, and in its place a cold aura emanated from Dior's body, and the sultry heat of the laboratory was immediately replaced by a dull cold.

With a slight leap, Dior caught Fangcun Aite, who had fallen down naked.

Looking down, Fangcun Aite's near-perfect body met Dior's eyes.

Ying Ying's waist is reflected in the sunlight like a white luster like jade gelatin, the round and slender legs give Dior an excellent feel, and the ten small toes are not smeared with strange nail polish, glowing with a healthy flesh color.

The upper body was full and round, unexpectedly material, and trembled slightly as Dior landed.

And also......

Dior raised his eyebrows and grabbed two handfuls at the top and bottom fullness, which was supposed to save her interest.

Yes, although it is far less than honey glass, but this fleshy feeling is similar to that of butterfly ninja.

Well, as for Lishi, above these two, under the honey glass.

Of course, Dio is not too much, he has no shortage of women, and he can still control himself very well, this is just pure curiosity, an instinctive reaction of creatures.

Black liquid poured out of Dior's hands, covering Yoshimura Aite's body, forming a film of the same material as Dior's boxers.

Yoshimura Aite closed his eyes and did not react, and was in the deepest stupor.

Don't say that Dior just grasped it casually, it's ...... It doesn't always come to wake up.

Turning around, the metallic Katsuko armor stepped on the alloy floor, making a heavy crashing sound, and Dior walked into the passage, submerging into the darkness, but there was a faint light illuminating, faintly showing his figure.

"Master Dior!"

Yoshimura was late, and he noticed that his daughter was in a coma, but he wasn't too worried.

There's Dior, that's all.

After being controlled by Dior, his trust and loyalty to Dior was brainless.