Two white men, one of whom is as strong as "Dwayne Johnson", exudes a sense of fierceness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The surging power of source energy surged in his body like a tidal wave.

There is no doubt that this is a bronze-level warrior on the source energy side.

The bronze level on the psionic side needs to unify the surface and inner consciousness, so that you can skillfully control the power of psionic energy and break the obstruction of the subconscious mind to the main consciousness; The bronze level on the source energy side needs to control the "micro-movements" of his body.

According to the martial arts saying, it is: control the body in detail, flow of strength, and go as you wish.

Even with the snap of a finger, there is wind and thunder!

The other was thin, with pale cheeks, and an ordinary appearance, except for his eyes, which were too bright to speak.

Strands of spiritual energy cruised around his body, and those spiritual energy structures were peculiar, like razors, even if the spiritual tentacles had not yet spread, he could already feel a terrifying sharp aura.

This is a bronze-level pinnacle who has touched the "soul essence" of the silver threshold.

As for the blacks and yellows next to them......

They only have the level of bronze middle pole, and what remains until now is not because they are strong.

It's because they're lucky.

For the black and yellow people over there, the two white people didn't care, and the thin white man said coldly: "Get out now, it's still too late." ”

The black and yellow people scanned the surroundings, and their teammates were dead...... No one knew that they survived.

Perhaps, from now on, you can be an interstellar ronin.

Scavengers, poachers, and assassins can also be employed...... Although it's not very glamorous, and the identity can't see the light, at least you don't have to die!

Without much thought, the two quickly retreated.

As a result, Li Fan and his gang and the Caucasian people on the opposite side were left in the field.

The thin Caucasian looked directly at Li Fancai, and the aura of spiritual energy almost came out: "Ultimatum, give up resistance, and you can live!" ”

Li Fan grinned and said, "You talk a lot of nonsense." ”

"Look for death!"

The sturdy Caucasian warrior's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the muscles and muscles of his legs suddenly rose and contracted, bursting out with unparalleled power, pushing the big man on a rampage, and Ayanami, who was missing an arm, moved with the trend, and parried the big man with only one hand!

Although Ayanami does not have a source capacity energy.

However, with the "living combat weapon" cultivated by the fusion of a variety of interstellar murderous creatures, Ayanami can crush a human at the peak of the bronze rank with only his physical qualities!

Unless you break through the silver barrier and comprehend the power of "meaning and potential", otherwise, if you fight with your body alone, Ayanami will not be intimidated!

While the big man and Ayanami were in a fight, the skinny Caucasian man also attacked.

He's also a mind-controlling warlock!

The fierce spiritual storm came on, Li Fan was not afraid, and also released a simple and rough spiritual storm.

The two invisible spiritual powers collided in mid-air, and the spiritual power of the Caucasian man was mastered by his sacrifice, and gradually had a trace of the rudiments of structural solidification.

His spiritual storm is made of countless razors.

Those razors easily cut through Li Fan's spiritual power, cutting Li Fan's rough overall spiritual power with thousands of knives, drawing thousands of threads, and being broken, and then crashing into Li Fan's consciousness world!

Li Fan only felt that his brain was like a knife, and he was cut into pieces by a knife.

The pain that came from his heart made him cry out with his head in his hands, and blood gushed out of his nose......

The Caucasian man also snorted, his nose was bleeding, Li Fan's spiritual power was divided into two strands, and when one force was cut, the other force rushed into the Caucasian man's consciousness world with the help of the fragments of the chopped telekinesis, causing damage to him.

But his situation is much better than Li Fan.

After all, he is a bronze pinnacle-level psychic warlock, his resistance to spiritual power is already stronger than Li Fan, and his attack methods are also stronger than Li Fan.

The Caucasian man took a deep breath to ease the dizziness in his mind, and said, "I thought you were a warlock of the life origin class, but I didn't expect that you would have a good mind control cultivation...... Such...... You're going to die! ”

Li Fan was hunched on his waist, his nosebleed couldn't be stopped, his face was scarlet and messy, and he looked miserable.

But he was laughing, and his grinning mouth was full of blood: "You're stupid, aren't you?" ”

Li Fan pointed at the man and laughed, and said the classic line: "You're dead!" ”

The Caucasian Warlock frowned—what was he mad about?

Could it be that the onslaught really drove him crazy?

"It doesn't matter...... Finish you off......"

The Caucasian warlock raised his hand, and the surging spiritual energy brewed in the sea of consciousness, and a "instant death" technique that attacked the brain's life-sustaining consciousness was about to take shape...... At this moment, he found that his spiritual strength was suddenly weakening, and he was shocked in his heart: "What's the matter? ”

The spiritual power is around for a week, and I don't find anything unusual!

He couldn't care about Li Fan anymore, and looked at it in a blink of an eye...... What the is this!

At some point, his trouser leg became bulging, and a translucent gel-like substance crawled on his leg...... He hurriedly tore open his trouser leg with a dagger, and saw a heart-wrenching scene.

The transparent gelatinous object was not crawling on his clothes......

Rather, it seeped from his legs to his pants.

Inadvertently, those things had silently broken through his defenses and eaten away at his body.

He felt something burrowing into him, an almost primal instinctive consciousness; The consciousness is reckless, ancient, primitive and cruel horror.

For that "consciousness", it is just a meal.

But for Caucasian men...... It's yourself who gets eaten!

A little bit of assimilation, it is your own body that melts away! I feel my body disappear little by little, and I feel my consciousness being invaded little by little...... This fear of death and "being eaten" made him tremble.

"I ......"

The transparent gel sped up the speed of "eating", and the Caucasian man collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Li Fan came to the man with difficulty and said, "Look, I'm right. ”

"Please...... Kill me......"

Li Fan sat down beside him and said tiredly: "No, I am not so merciful to the enemy. ”

The Caucasian man opened his mouth, but he could no longer speak.

But he didn't die...... Engulfing the "source cells" can be a long and painful process.

On the other side, even if Ayanami was not in good condition and his body was broken, the strong man was still pressed and beaten by Ayanami.

With many high-tech weapons destroyed by the electromagnetic pulse, the big man is no match for Ayanami with his physical and combat skills alone.

Ayanami was made for killing!

The death of the Caucasian Warlock made the big man's heart even more furious, and he let out a bison-like roar: "Thorn! ”

Unfortunately, there was no response; And Ayanami was even more stuck, and the ghostly figure suddenly burst into the arms of the strong man, and the only remaining arm and wrist shot out of the blood-sucking veins like steel needles, releasing toxins and absorbing the blood of the strong man; Then, Ayana's elbows, knees, and back popped out countless biological tissue blades with a "poof", and violently grabbed the strong man!

It's a fatal hug!

The strong man seemed to be stuffed into the Iron Maiden, and the intense pain made her cramp all over, but all the blood was absorbed and devoured by Ayana.

Eventually, the strong man stiffened and fell to the ground......

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Volume 2 has 19 chapters, and there is still one chapter to open the third volume......

I always feel that there is something in the second volume that is not well expressed.

Maybe the writing is in a hurry?

It may also be an imbalance in mentality, always afraid that everyone will not like it, and the gains and losses will be written a little wrong.

The third volume should be better.

Stay tuned?

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