460 Vipers and Pupils

A deafening roar of terror spread across the night sky, and in the dark neighborhood, as long as the residents were looking out the window, they basically saw the ball in mid-air that seemed to be formed by the condensation of the pitch-black liquid and was constantly wriggling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

With the eyes of ordinary people, they naturally can't see what is happening in that "round ball", and if they can really see it, they will not continue to stay at home "calmly":

A Taoist priest in a white robe holding a divine sword, and a black-clothed vampire with a huge wound on his chest, stood in the night sky, surrounded by countless demons of all colors.

From the souls of the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty to the indescribable flesh-colored clouds and mist on the outside, thousands of monsters that could only appear in the most terrifying nightmares were frantically attacking the spatial shield that Zhang Luo had barely created.

With the onslaught of the demons, Zhang Luo, who was already seriously injured, was about to be unable to hold on. Speaking quickly, he said to Li Wenchong beside him: "Are you ready?" ā€

"It's okay, the monsters on the upper and lower sides look relatively weak, and they should be able to break through with the Sky Sky Sword." Li Wenchong gave Zhang Luo a thumbs up and made a ready gesture: "Come on, come on!" ā€

"I'll leave it to you, kill the wretch."

While speaking, Zhang Luo suddenly lifted the space shield blocking the demons around him, and the almost suffocating heavy atmosphere suddenly enveloped him, and the monsters who surrounded the two of them suddenly swarmed up.

The "ghost premonition" that came from all directions actually made Zhang Luo's body stiffen. Seeing that the monsters swarming around him were about to tear themselves to pieces, the white-robed Taoist priest beside him finally exerted his strength:

"Let's go back to Yellow Springs!"

Li Wenchong roared and raised the Heavenly Sky Sword in his hand, and a clear blue thunder light rushed straight down, instantly breaking through the encirclement composed of red-clothed female ghosts above, and landing on the blade of the short sword.

The Taoist priest waved his sword without hesitation, and the thunder and lightning adsorbed on the sword burst open, turning into a birdcage-shaped "big net" and shrouding down, directly cutting the meat ball below into dozens of pieces, and the wound was burned black but did not bleed.

"Bang!"

The huge net of thunder and lightning dispelled the haze in the night sky, and reflected the five kilometers in a bright light, breaking through the monsters blocking below without any suspense, and landing on the deserted streets below.

The blue sparks fell slowly, like a special rainstorm, and the citizens who lived in this urban area saw a scene that they had never seen in their lives and would never see again.

In the blue rainstorm, the two figures landed steadily, relying on the "Heavenly Sword" dedicated to the catastrophe, Zhang Luo and Li Wenchong passed through the net of death composed of flash points unharmed, and stood on the street below.

Then, the street lamps on both sides of the street suddenly lit up neatly, and the windows of the nearby residential buildings, which were originally pitch black, also began to light up.

"That's exactly ......"

Realizing that his guess had come true, Zhang Luo raised his right hand and snapped his fingers at the rain of thunder and lightning that had just gotten rid of the Heavenly Sky Sword, and was rushing down.

"What are you doing?" Li Wenchong looked at him with a caring look for the mentally retarded, but after two seconds, his helpless expression turned into surprise:

"It's ......"

The ultra-high frequency electromagnetic waves created by the weather controller Hermes rudely tore apart the demon army in the air, and the "Thousand Demons" commanded by Zhao Meng disappeared half of them in less than a second, and the remaining half were not lightly injured, and they scattered and fled without being able to fight anymore.

"I'll go, this thing seems to be more powerful than before." Zhang Luo sighed with emotion, opened the eyes of the executioner who had returned to normal, and sent a message to Frankenstein:

"You modified the weather controller?"

"Well, it's twice as powerful." Frankenstein replied immediately.

"Thank you so much." Zhang Luo looked up at the "Thousand Demons" who had lost their combat effectiveness, and then at his right arm that was implanted with the remote control device of the weather controller, in the case of the signal jammer being destroyed by lightning, this big killer could finally work again.

Originally, he only wanted to use the weather controller to drag down the demons, and he didn't have the luxury of killing these monsters in seconds. However, after Frankenstein's transformation, the already powerful meteorological weapon has now truly reached the strength of the "natural disaster level"!

With this kind of intensity from just a random attack, Zhang Luo even began to doubt whether he could create a large-scale meteorological disaster such as a typhoon, but now there are more important things to do.

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Seeing that the "Thousand Demons" he summoned was destroyed with a single blow, Zhao Meng was also a little speechless for a while. At this time, Zhang Luo had already risen into the air again and stood in front of the woman:

"What's the trick?" He asked.

"Don't kill him, the Heavenly Master wants to catch him alive, it is said to be useful." Li Wenchong reminded behind Zhang Luo.

"I know, I'll leave it to you." Zhang Luo looked at the gray-clothed woman who stopped in place motionless, as if she had given up resistance, took a few steps back, and made a "please" gesture to Li Wenchong.

After the jammer was destroyed, he had once again taken out the forbidden magic book that summoned the evil god, as well as the demon weapon "Pandora" that he had just put back before, and there was no doubt that he was back in the best state again. In this situation, Zhang Luo also decisively lifted the blood form and began to repair the wounds on his body.

He knew that with the joint efforts of himself and Li Wenchong, Zhao Meng at this time could be said to have nothing to do. Even if she summons any more demons, she won't be able to win!

But even so, Zhang Luo did not relax his vigilance, and the blade sticking out of the demon armor on his arm became a little longer.

If Zhao Meng acted rashly, he would do it directly. But......

"Don't resist, come with me?" Li Wenchong held the Heavenly Sky Sword and leaned over cautiously, his voice sounded a little obscene, and the original "Immortal Wind Dao Bone" suddenly disappeared.

He just walked to Zhao Meng's side, and the woman in gray suddenly raised her head and said, "Wait a minute." ā€

This time, it didn't seem like her voice was coming from a laryngeal speaker, but actually coming from her mouth. And at the moment when that voice sounded, Li Wenzhi froze in place like a stone sculpture, unable to move anymore.

"Hell."

Sensing that the situation was not good, Zhang Luo swung his knife and slashed, but his movements were much slower than usual, and the feeling was like the air pressure around him suddenly strengthened, and the movements that were usually very easy were now extremely laborious.

"Do you think there's only one trick for the 'Great Exorcist'?" Zhao Meng's voice was a little proud, and the whole person flashed to the other side of the roof at a ghostly speed, and then stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his face where there should be a mouth, but there was nothing.

Crash!

With the piercing sound of flesh tearing, Zhao Meng roughly tore the skin of the opening, but what was exposed underneath was not the mouth. But......

"I'll go, you're too curious."

Seeing Zhao Meng's appearance at this time, Zhang Luo, who was struggling to act under heavy pressure, finally understood why he had entered this state.

From the torn "mouth" on Zhao Meng's face, dozens of hissing green poisonous snakes gushed out, revealing a pair of bloodshot emerald eyes under the wriggling snake body, even in such a strange scene, there is still a kind of "distracting" beauty.

With snake hair, she can petrify anyone who looks at her, and there is no need to say much about that thing, even those who don't know weird stories have heard of her name:

"Medusa Medusa?"

"That's right."

Hearing Zhang Luo's name that he finally said, Zhao Meng let out an unusually sharp and piercing female voice: "I was once sent to Greece to eliminate demons, and after getting rid of monsters in a temple, I fainted, and after I woke up, I became like this. ā€

"Didn't you think you'd be a test subject for the Monster Administration?" Looking at Lin Miao's ugly appearance, Zhang Luo's eyes also carried a trace of pity: "With all due respect, you are more like a monster than me." ā€

"I know the Authority may have remodeled me, but so what?" Zhao Meng's voice was very firm, and there was no sign of wavering: "Everything I do is to subdue demons and eliminate demons!" ā€

"Ha, you're really hopeless." Zhang Luo smiled.

Faced with his difficulty in moving, Zhao Meng strode up, and a dark purple long sword appeared in his right hand.

"Die." The terrifying-looking female exorcist whispered. (To be continued.) )