Orochimaru's yin laughter came into my Airo's ears, and between the shaking of his feet, one after another thick or thin poisonous snakes jumped out, and from the side, it seemed as if a snake tide was chasing behind my Airo, biting frantically, eager to bite off a piece of his flesh. Ranwen ??.? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ?`ｏ?ｒ?ｇ?

And the center of the snake tide is the big snake pill that has been unknowingly wrapped in snakes.

Puff puff。。。。。。

A series of explosions of flesh and blood, poisonous snakes were broken to pieces by the rain of sand, blood splattered everywhere, splashing on my Airo's body, dyeing his hair red, dripping blood along his hair, and dyeing the word "love" on his forehead a dark red.

Blood was reflected in the pupils of his eyes, and the two eyeballs of my Airo were reflected in a piece of human red, as if blood was ignited, boiling.

"Me!"

"Yes!"

"Kill!"

"Drop!"

"You!"

The aura of tyranny and destruction burst out like a storm from Ara's body, and he slammed under his feet, and suddenly came to a sudden stop, and the moment he hit the ground, he naturally wiped his heel backwards.

Immediately, the ground exploded, and countless pieces of gravel and dust were kicked into the air, flying in all directions, and the sound of a snort was like a sharp blade breaking through the air.

At the same time, I turned back with a sharp twist, and my whole arm was instantly wrapped in circles of flowing sand, with distinct roots, like a thick salon wrapped around his arm, and let out a dull roar of "chirp".

Bang bang

"What a short temper, is this desperate?" Orochimaru's mouth kept talking, but a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, compared to a smart enemy, sometimes, this kind of ignorant madman is more terrifying, because all your previous experience makes it difficult to judge the next move of this kind of enemy.

He saw my Airo's arms dancing wildly, and in front of him there seemed to be a long dragon dancing wildly, and the earth and stones flew in front of him in a fan, and the small stones made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the grains were like iron bullets, and they swarmed and enveloped their entire bodies.

The strong wind pressure hit, and the messy hair behind Orochimaru was scattered, as if it was being dragged straight by a rope, and it was pulled back fiercely, and the clothes on his chest made a hunting sound, and it was sunken inward in a clear circle.

"Zero, if you don't come out again, it's not good for both of us to hurt anyone."

Orochimaru snorted coldly, and immediately made a decision, his arm just flicked forward, and his robe shook, and in an instant, the earth and rocks in front of him swept away like wind and clouds.

At the same time, the little foot suddenly stopped, and with a fierce step, one after another terrifying giant pythons rose from the ground, connecting into a wall of blood like a fountain blocking the city.

The sound of the cloth being torn was sharp and piercing, the blood-colored rain and shredded flesh painted the entire room crimson, and the eyes of my Ai Luo eyebrows were murderous, and a pair of panda eyes were dark and cruel like a pair of black holes that devoured all life, without the slightest feeling.

"Sandfall funeral!"

The ground became soft, and the monstrous sand waves arched towards the Orochimaru's cover.

"Sand Falls Gun Burial!"

The ground, the sky, and the sand in mid-air condensed into a thick, hard, bloodthirsty spear with a loud bang.

"Rain when you hit the sand!"

Behind the spear, in the gap, filled with dense sand bullets, spinning at high speed, surrounding the entire room impenetrable, exuding terrifying and terrifying coercion.

The humming sound, the crashing sound, pierced through the walls of the room, echoed through the corridors, throughout the lab, and even through the hollow underground.

The other side.

in various rooms.

A green whirlwind surrounded, making a terrifying continuous hitting sound, and in the center was a standing behemoth, like a "mountain of meat", rippling like waves of fat and water around the body, transmitting and digesting the impact of a **.

"Xiao Li, it's not enough!" Qiu Dao Ding Ci Urn said angrily.

Syllable!

A bolt of lightning swept in front of him, and the wind cut his entire cheek twitching, pulling open a tiny bloody gap, snapping, and a continuous pop sounded around him.

"Drink!"

Qiu Dao Dingci's eyes shrunk into pinpoints, and the fat flesh in his whole body trembled and contracted and condensed, making him shrink from a "meat man" to an iron tower in an instant, and the pimples on his whole body were raised with purple cold light, which was caused by the contraction of muscles to the extreme and the pressure of blood light.

Bell Bell Bell 。。。。。。

Suddenly, the two of them paused at the same time, looking in surprise at the sand that had unconsciously filled the air.

"This, where did the sand come from?"

Xiao Li and Qiu Dao Ding Ci stopped their hands, and suddenly saw a layer of yellow sand mist rising from the entire laboratory.

。。。。。。

In a bright white room next to it, the room was very spacious, with no tables, no chairs, not even any furnishings, and countless strange parts piled up on the floor.

Some spiders and scorpion gadgets crawl back and forth on the wall, like fish in a bathtub, full of alternative "ornamentality".

In the center of the various parts, the three girls sat cross-legged in a circle, with different expressions, but all of them were equally focused and serious, no one spoke, and the room was silent except for the patchwork sound of fiddling with the combination of parts, and the friction of the faster and faster fingers controlling the rotation of the parts.

"Like, it's sanding!"

Yuguo's face changed, and he suddenly put down the movements in his hand and said to Qin Xiaoguo and Nannan.

。。。。。。

In a room full of bells, countless thin threads that are barely visible are fished from the ceiling, and thin needles, which are also almost invisible to the naked eye, weave silently through the gaps of the threads.

Countless needles and countless thin threads form a strange array, like countless cobwebs overlapping horizontally and vertically, in the center of the cobweb, there is a white figure shuttling strangely, almost never stopping anywhere, and then, almost every moment of pause, the cobwebs in the room will be incredibly fine-tuned, so as to ensure that she herself is always in the absolute center of the web.

It's like a spider queen patrolling her territory, and laying out countless invisible vicious traps.

Ding Ding Dong - Ding Ding Ding Bell Bell 。。。。。

The figure stopped suddenly, raised her hand every day and touched it lightly, her fingertips were stained with a layer of fine sand, her body shuttled out as if she was dancing, her hands pulled up a scroll behind her back, and at the same moment when the person left the room, the bells and thin flying needles in the sky all disappeared at the same time. (To be continued.) )