Chapter 62: The Mutated Arm!

A pitch-black spear ran through his chest. In an instant, the black figure flapped its wings urgently and twisted its body.

"Boom!" a spear grazed past the shadow.

"Boom!poof!" However, he did not avoid the third spear. The third spear pierced directly through one of the black shadow's wings, and in a panic, the black shadow fell directly to the ground.

And at this time, Ron directly burst out and jumped up from the ground, shooting towards the black shadow in mid-air, and when he was in mid-air, the figure quickly expanded, and in an instant, it directly turned into a strong giant of about three meters and five, and the black scale armor on the skin of his whole body loomed.

The black shadow fell halfway, its wings flapped rapidly, and a large amount of abyssal demonic energy gushing out of its body held it up, and its body suddenly stopped in midair.

However, in the next moment, a huge shadow fell from the sky, and a huge mace in both hands smashed down like a heaven.

"Bang !!" A black shadow fell straight from mid-air, and then another huge figure also fell from mid-air.

The smoke cleared, and Ron stood in front of a pit more than half a meter deep, a figure covered in black scale armor lay in the pit, the black shadow had many small penetrating wounds on his body, blood kept coming out of the wounds, and in the gaps in the pitch-black scale armor, a trace of blood overflowed.

A large amount of blood stained the black shadow purple-black.

"You actually ....." The black shadow in the pit, but not dead at this time, said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, that guy is dead, and I don't have a coalition with the Aliens. Ron stomped on the shadow's chest, his mace pressed against the shadow's skull.

"Now, it's just a personal vendetta between us. ”

The face of the demon who was trampled under Ron's feet changed slightly, and he did sense that the guy was dead.

"How... Are you going to kill me?" said the demon who was trampled on by Ron.

"Yes!" Ron said lightly.

"Don't you want the Demon Element's Body....."

"You don't have another part of the Demon Yuan Body at all!" Before the demon who was stepped on by Ron could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by Ron.

"You—" the demon's eyes widened, and then he hurriedly said, "No! I have! As long as you let me go, I'll give you the other part of the Demon Yuan Body!"

Ron shook his head slightly, decided not to talk nonsense anymore, and slammed the mace in his hand!

"Poof!! skull shattered!

"You should learn how to lie to anthropology...," Ron whispered. A large amount of abyssal demonic energy poured out from the corpse at Ron's feet and poured directly into Ron's body.

Ron bent down and went straight to the corpse.

........

"Nothing... How is that possible?" Ron looked at the corpse at his feet depressedly, he had been rummaging for a long time just now, but he had found nothing except the clothes on the other party's body, no magic crystals, magic tumors or anything like that.

Helplessly, Ron shook his head and discarded his natural abilities and walked towards the other corpse.

The abyssal monsters that were still alive were eating the corpse of the strong man, and when Ron walked over, there were actually some abyssal monsters who wanted to attack Ron.

These abyss monsters are all controlled by the demonic energy of the winged demon clan, and now although the winged demon clan is dead, but if Ron wants to control these abyssal monsters, he must first use the demonic qi with his own bloodline information to clear the demonic energy controlled by the winged demon clan and leave the abyssal demonic energy, Ron tried, the demonic qi left by that guy cannot be cleared in a short time, and these abyss monsters directly mutated by humans have little potential, and Ron is not willing to spend that energy to control these wastes.

So, Ron spent some effort to get rid of these short-sighted guys.

"Huh?" Ron looked at the strong man of the Mana tribe in front of him, whose body had been eaten up by most of his body, and his bright red muscles and internal organs were displayed in front of Ron's eyes.

After this guy's death, the talent of the body was lifted, and the body shrank back to its original shape, except for his demon arm, which was attached to the corpse of the big man in an inappropriate size, and this arm seemed to be a little wrong.

Arms nearly two meters long, claws like beasts, and arms covered with pitch-black scale armor. At this time, the fingers of this arm were constantly grasping something—not a nervous instinct reaction after death, but a very regular opening and closing.

The muscles in his arm 'clicked' and squirmed, and Ron watched the scene in front of him with interest. As he looked at the corpse, the Abyssal Horse, controlled by Ron, sent him a vague message - Eat! The Abyssal Horse wanted to eat the body of the Winged Demon. Ron agreed.

Back to this arm.

Ron looked at the arm, wondering what the thing would mutate into. Yes, this arm has mutated, and after the death of its owner, this thing has mutated under the infection of the abyssal demonic energy.

"Click..."The bones of the arm clicked. Using the joints of the shoulders as fulcrums, they twisted in circles, as if trying to separate themselves from the dead body.

"Poof!!" the hand actually broke the connection between the body - the arm broke off from the joint.

The next moment, the five fingers of this arm were on the ground, crawling slowly on the ground, and the arm crawled to the side of the big man's corpse, its 'feet' had stepped on a pool of blood.

Suddenly, a bright red, tentacle-like thing grew out of his palm, and then licked the blood on the ground.

"What a surprise!" Ron didn't see it, but he felt the 'small movement' of the arm.

Ron grabbed the arm.

"Whoa!!!" Ron pinched the elbow of the arm and held his palm to himself—in the center of the palm was a human-like mouth, except for a serrated tooth that was biting like a mad beast.

"Poof!" Ron tilted his head, dodging a long, scarlet tongue, and with a movement of his other hand, he instantly grabbed the middle of the tongue.

Ron looked at the fine bone spurs on his tongue, and a strange look of excitement flashed in his eyes. When Ron grabbed the tongue, it instantly wrapped around Ron's arm like a snake, and there were many fine bone spurs all over the tongue.

"Whew!" Ron suddenly let out a puff of black smoke.

"Snort...."The moment the black smoke touched his tongue, it made a sound like getting into a frying pan.

"Hiss! hiss..."

Ron's hand gripping his tongue loosened slightly, and his severely corroded tongue instantly retracted.

"It's funny....."

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