In the corridor, the three people walking looked embarrassed, and the hair of the fat man led by Wang was dyed red, like red paint that had been splashed on his head, and he exploded the head of a brutal scythe demon face to face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tang Tufan, a sturdy man, was already a little shaky when he walked, and although he used natural magic to speed up the recovery of his injuries, he still left more or less wounds in many battles, and his strength was losing little by little.

Natasha is a little better than the two, but she is not optimistic, she has a slight sprain on her left ankle, and she walks unnaturally.

"The fifth room...... Almost, it's almost the end. Wang Fatzi looked at the faint light in front of him, half comforting and half hopeful: "I hope there are no other difficult monsters in it......"

The three of them fought hard, carried their guns, and cautiously approached the room.

The whole room is set up in the eye, and it is also a large open area, and directly in front of the eye is a passage different from the previous cloister, at the end of which a bright white light shines - it is clear that the end of this passage is the exit of this labyrinth.

Natasha's eyes lit up, and she finally saw a glimmer of hope for survival in a desperate situation, and was about to say something, but found that there were several other strange figures here.

A woman dressed in black, a creature that looked like a tiger, a creature with dark purple skin that resembled a demon described in a book, and ...... A large, dried corpse on the ground that smelled of charred.

With her excellent eyesight, she could vaguely make out that it was very similar to the alien fighting beast Rebia she had killed earlier.

She pondered in silence: Did they kill the beast, but she hadn't seen it before...... The People's Liberation Army, or the rescue troops? Maybe you should go up and say hello and ask?

Her thoughts weren't wrong, any normal human would think so, after all, no one wants to engage in an 'unnecessary' fight with strangers when they are about to reach the exit.

When she was about to speak, she was suddenly grabbed by Wang Fatzi's wrist and held up by her waist.

The fat man's face sank like water, and he coldly spit out a word: "Run!" ”

After speaking, he ran wildly, grabbed the road and fled, without looking at the exit behind him, and ran straight towards the passage behind him, as if there was a flood beast behind him, deadly danger.

Tang Tufan was slightly stunned, and he also ran many ways, and the moment he turned around, he vaguely caught a glimpse of the dark purple-skinned man with an intriguing smile.

!!

The fat man scolded madly in his heart - how could this be, how could he have encountered this kind of thing! Why did you run into the lunatics of this squad when you were about to reach the exit? Damn my God, I didn't go on a horse, but from an African to a chief!!

He'd rather run into three Rebia than meet these three!

After just looking at the past, his vision caught Lancer, and the violent sense of crisis stung his nerves, and it took the fat man a fraction of a second to react to who the three people in front of him were.

The place where the fat man and Tang Tufan arrived was a small town, and the map of this town was very small, so the reincarnation was almost impossible to hide, and the members of the Starfire team and the revenge team fought without taboos and acted recklessly.

Fat Wang still clearly remembered the terrifying strength of the dark purple-skinned man, and more importantly, he had also seen the fat man and Tang Tufan, and showed explicit killing intent. But he missed, and the reincarnation of the Spark team had no interest in embarrassing them, so he deliberately left a way to survive and let the two of them leave, so he reluctantly escaped from the battlefield.

But this is very unpleasant for Lancer...... Now that they meet again, it is natural for him to smile playfully.

It's like if you tried to shoot a buzzing mosquito to death yesterday but didn't succeed, and today it comes under your nose, do you say, kill it or not?

On one side, the fat man rushed to the road.

On the other side, the other two members of the revenge team seemed to be in a lack of interest.

Pandora was contemptuous of the inferior creatures and the weak, she had no interest in taking a look, and asked in hindsight, "Who is it?" ”

"The reincarnation of two weak chickens, plus an ordinary person." Chamula was not interested and said: "As soon as he saw us, he ran away, he was a little self-aware, he should be from the Eastern Squad." ”

"Oriental?" Pandora said coldly: "This team is also carrying a kill point on it, and it seems that it has a cooperative relationship with the Spark team...... I'll leave the fly swatting to you, I'm not interested. ”

"Lancer, your mission." Chamula threw the pot directly.

"It's not a fitting word to compare me to ******, Captain, and I hope you'll at least use me as an elegant tool like a dinner knife." Lancer bowed slightly, courteous and smiling.

"For you who like to bully the weak, ****** is the most appropriate metaphor." Pandora said coldly, "Give you ten minutes to restrain your interest in bad tastes." ”

"Yes, follow the Queen's orders, and I will solve it as soon as possible......" He bent down again and saluted, smiling strangely, as a dark purple magic array lit up from under his feet, and he himself turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared into the air: "Well, please wait a moment." ”

……

"Phew...... Huh...... Huha......" Wang Fat Man leaned against the wall, gasped for breath, looked back at the empty corridor, sighed happily and said, "Didn't you chase after me?" ”

"Probably not, I didn't hear any other footsteps." Tang Tufan suppressed his wheezing voice.

"That's not right...... There is a sound! The fat man's expression was stunned, and he listened with his ears, and suddenly there was a whistling cold wind in the silent corridor, and he gritted his teeth: "Sure enough, I still chased it!" ”

At the end of the corridor, in the darkness, a little dark purple strange smoke rolled, rolling like a dragon, filling half of the corridor, condensing into a strange smiling face in the air, and a twist crossed dozens of meters, changing shapes and shadows, and attacking.

"Psionic Hand!"

The fat man got up and shouted, the spiritual energy fluctuation was lit on the right palm, and the energy-based giant palm broke out of the air, condensed into a hand knife, the power was strong, and it slashed violently against the smoke, and the momentum did not fall down, but the power was difficult to match.

The demonic laughter came from the billowing smoke, and it suddenly swelled, and its strange face filled the entire corridor, facing the fluctuations of psionic energy, and the front was hard to hit without impartiality, without dodging or dodging.

I heard the sound of something disintegrating in the air, and the psionic hand was smashed to pieces in one shot, like an arrow from the cheek hitting a steel fortress, hitting a stone with an egg and killing himself!

The hand of psionic energy disintegrated, and then billowing smoke rushed in, Hao Hao's momentum carried a black wind and slapped on the bodies of the three people, Wang Fatzi was the first to bear it, his throat was sweet, spewing out bright red blood mist, he was lifted by the wind, and flew upside down, floating in the air for nearly five seconds, until he collided with a solid wall before stopping his momentum and falling heavily to the ground.

The pain made his eyes black, and the cruelty of reality made the fat man smile bitterly and struggle, and in the blow he just had, he not only waved his psionic hand, but also temporarily set up a defensive layer of psionic energy, but even this failed to achieve much effect, and even the effect of buffering did not come into play, and at least seven or eight ribs were broken.

Whether it is attack or defense, they are far from being their opponents.

The bones all over his body were torn apart in pain, and the little spiritual energy he had recovered was once again depleted.

Burst...... The fat man vomited blood, got up, his eyes were in a trance, he looked left and right, and at some point he had been knocked out of the corridor and landed in a room in the Biochemical Cube area.

On her side, Natasha couldn't withstand the sudden change in air pressure and the impact, and she had already fainted, but because the fat man made a meat pad, she hadn't received any serious injuries, and Tang Tufan ...... He was obviously not feeling well, so he could only barely support his waist.

Wang Fatzi propped up his waist, gasping, his vision dimmed: "Even if you run away with all your strength, you can still win four minutes......

In the field, the black fog quickly gathered, turning into a complete human form.

The dark purple high-level demon clan walked out of the purple magic array, surrounded by pitch-black surging demonic energy, with a wild and unbridled smile, like a cynical nobleman.

He looked at the embarrassed appearance of the two people in front of him, shook his head and said, "Can't stand up?" We've got six minutes to have some fun, little mice. ”

"Play with you, eggs, eggs, go!" The fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered and scolded angrily.

"Huh?" Lancer raised his eyebrows and said with a cold smile: "Are you in such a hurry to die?" ”

"If you can kill Lao Tzu, let's try it! Eat me machine gun! The fat man propped himself up, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, lifted the Soul Crusher light machine gun, pulled the trigger, and the bullets burst through the air and poured wildly, and the metal storm unleashed all its destructive power in the smoke of gunpowder.

However, when all the bullets touched Lancer's skin, they miraculously pierced through, leaving behind smoky holes, metal bullets piercing his body and hitting the walls, leaving deep bullet holes.

The magazine was empty, and nearly a hundred bullets failed to wipe a single hair of him!

The fat man's eyes widened, he almost bit his tongue off, and whispered, "Smoke fruit?!" ”

"Fruit?" Lancer approached with a machine gun. While waving his fingers, he also buckled the fat man's light machine gun, black demonic energy poured into the machine gun, and the metal firearm was reduced to complete scrap metal in the blink of an eye, and the sharp barbs pierced the fat man's palm, piercing his palm!

The demon lowered his voice and smiled lightly: "For the magic side, it has long been common knowledge to elementalize oneself to avoid purely physical attacks, and four stars can initially do it...... For five stars, it's not difficult at all, you know too little, little mouse...... Poor weakling! ”