readx;? After a while, Yang Ping turned into a fountain, and many pillars of blood appeared all over his body, constantly gushing out, looking very spectacular. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Song Zheng is becoming more and more comfortable with this way of fighting, constantly creating new wounds, creating new blood pillars gushing, and using Yang Ping's body to rotate back and forth, dodging the attack of the black skull map.

No matter who it is, no matter how strong the physical fitness is, even if it is a demon transformation, the constant bleeding is a kind of consumption, and it is a very fast consumption.

Yang Ping was not spared from this, the black skull images he released had disappeared several times, and the rest looked dangerous, and the speed had actually slowed down a lot.

This also made it easier for Song Zheng to dodge.

Even, in addition to fighting, Song Zheng also had the spare power to do other actions.

He took out a jar of toddler milk powder from his pocket and began to collect the demonic blood that spewed out of Yang Ping's body.

There was too much blood spurting out of Yang Ping's body, and he quickly filled a can.

Then he took out more jars to collect. Anyway, the demon's blood will not spoil in a short time, and the more you collect, the better, so that you can make more abyssal cakes, which can get pets, and can be used to feed pets.

While collecting, Song Zheng has already begun to look forward to the scenery in his heart after having a pet again in the future.

"Ahh

Spurting blood, not being able to hit Song Zheng, and the consumption becoming bigger and bigger, finally made Yang Ping crazy. He roared angrily and waved his cane vigorously, the skull at the top of the cane had become as black as ink, and the black qi inside was tumbling and becoming more and more intense.

This is a big move.

Song Zheng did not stop because of this, but accelerated the pace of the battle, and at the same time kept an eye on it, ready to deal with Yang Ping's big move at any time.

After collecting a jar of demon blood again, Song Zheng casually threw the jar into the storage space, thinking that he would kill Yang Ping if he collected the last jar.

It's not that demonic blood is enough, but because he doesn't have a jar anymore.

The jars of these infant milk powders were originally intended to be used by him to store the Evolution Water, which was made from the iron pot produced by himself, and because it was produced from the Evolution Liquid as a raw material, it had a similar effect to the follow-up liquid.

He called it Evolutionary Shimizu. The water he usually drinks is mainly this evolutionary clear water.

After all, most of the water in the wild is contaminated by biochemical viruses, although he has long eaten immune food, and he will not become a zombie because of the use of contaminated water, but this does not mean that such water is not harmful to his body.

In addition to being polluted by biochemical viruses, many wild water sources are also polluted by various things after the end of the world, such as the pollution of corpses falling into rivers and lakes, such as pollution caused by abandoned factories, etc.

Therefore, Song Zheng has never easily drunk untreated water, and if he can drink evolved water, he will drink evolved water.

However, even if it is evolved clear water, it cannot be guaranteed to be fresh forever, and it will slowly deteriorate, so it is impossible to produce too much, and a few jars are left.

After using up all these jars, Song Zheng had no good way to take the remaining demon blood, and he maintained a high-intensity battle, in fact, the consumption was still very huge, and ending the battle as soon as possible would only be good for him.

However, he also understood that if he wanted to end the battle, he had to not be knocked down by Yang Ping's ultimate.

According to the information fed back by the spiritual perception, he already knew that Yang Ping's ultimate move could be activated at any time, and he could not stop it.

Suddenly, Yang Ping let out a loud howl, and the sound reverberated throughout the community, and the glass in many communities was shattered.

Song Zheng knew that Yang Ping's big move was coming, so he hurriedly rolled in the air twice, landed on the ground, and distanced himself from Yang Ping.

"Die, reptilian!"

Yang Ping grabbed the skull cane with both hands and pointed at Song Zheng, triggering a black beam of light that had been stored in it for a long time.

How fast is the speed of light? Song Zheng immediately realized it.

When Yang Ping made a move, he felt a chill hit him, and immediately put the iron pot in front of him, blocking his chest.

Because he judged that the most likely part of Yang Ping to attack was his chest.

One is of course because the attack on the heart is the most deadly, and the other is because one of Yang Ping's eyes has been blinded by him with a cat's tail tentacle.

It was definitely not easy for One-Eye to aim, so he judged that a head smaller than his chest would not be targeted.

Besides, if the head wants to dodge, it will be faster than the chest, and if he is replaced in Yang Ping's position, the primary aiming point will be the chest, not the head.

Boom!

The black light hit the self-produced iron pot, and Song Zheng's guess was correct.

The black light shot out from the skeleton's cane like a torrent and landed in the center of the iron pot, although the powerful force pushed Song Zheng back and forth, but it could not cause any damage to the iron pot.

The huge power made Song Zheng very uncomfortable, especially when these forces were transmitted wave after wave, which caused a huge impact and shock force on Song Zheng.

As soon as the mouth was sweet, blood was already spilling from the corners of the mouth.

Song Zheng felt that if he couldn't transfer the black light as soon as possible, he would not be shot to death by the black light, but he would definitely be killed by the impact of the black light.

"I can only give it a try!"

Song Zheng slightly shifted the angle of the iron pot, and the angle between the black light that originally came directly and the iron pot changed, from the original vertical angle of 90 degrees, and gradually deflected towards an oblique angle of 60 degrees.

With the generation of deflection, Song Zheng was pleased to find that the black light was successfully refracted.

Since the black cauldron attracts most of the power, the black light that is refracted becomes very thin and small, but it has a lot of stamina.

The refracted black light rushed into the air, and it went straight into the clouds!

A white cloud, hit by the black light, suddenly produced a large black hole, and the black spread on the cloud, turning the white cloud into a black cloud!

Three seconds later, the black cloud exploded, the sound of the explosion was louder than the explosion, and above the sky, the black cloud was close to the left, and dozens of other clouds were scattered at the same time.

All of a sudden, the sky was clear and cloudless!

The survivors were all stupid! Song Zheng was almost stupid!

was blocked by the iron pot seemingly easily, and no one felt how powerful the black light was.

But when the black light hits something else, its power is fully revealed, and people realize its domineering power.

"It's a big move, it's hanging!" Song Zheng sighed.