"Oh yes, it really hurt me when you slashed me with a sword just now, it's just, it's so straight that it makes my heart surge!!!Heart, heart is burning!!"

The Corpse God Sect Division, the man with messy hair, Tumule, frantically turned the seven-pupiled eyeball on his right while laughing wildly in his nascent trachea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the pale eyeballs that rotated in all directions at an extremely rapid speed, seven blood-colored pupils formed a circle of crimson in the frantic rotation of the eyeballs up, down, left, and right.

The veins wrapped around the swelling white bones, and the slimy flesh and blood tissue clung down the madman's neck and fused together.

The violently trembling piece of flesh of the heart, just after the fusion was completed, adhered to the scattered blood pipes around it and trembled, and a heavy sound of "poof! poof!" emitted a heavy sound.

The soldiers in the Guilty Legion are all elite soldiers who have experienced bloody battles.

In the face of Tumule's strange and bloody fusion posture, many soldiers still calmly held the artillery weapons in their hands, and surrounded the corpse god sect in a circular formation, just waiting for the commander to issue an order.

But the other participants around, some of them, although they had the determination to die in the morning, they really couldn't bear this bloody scene of flesh shaped out of thin air, flesh and bones fused and fused, and vomited on the spot.

Ignoring Tumule's strange appearance, the golden-armored officer who had just issued a declaration of beheading was now holding the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, and slowly walked towards the other party with the sword drawn.

On the golden mask, two points of red light burned like flames, staring at the Corpse God Sect Division who was reshaping his body.

The long sword that radiated dazzling light was slowly dragged through the golden scabbard under the twitching of the heavily armored arm.

It was as if an invisible shackle had been imposed around it, and the sword drawing action that should have flowed smoothly was as slow as falling into the mud at this time.

Every time the golden blade came out of its sheath, it seemed to be pulled by a hundredfold gravitational force, which was extremely difficult.

At this moment, it was obviously extremely unreasonable for an officer who had completely gotten rid of the control of the blood mist to draw his sword at such a viscous speed that was extremely slow, even better than being limited by the blood mist!

Behind the heavy dark clouds, there must be a torrential rain that is about to pour!

"I didn't expect that with the help of the Corpse God Cult's rebellion, we would be able to catch a glimpse of the 'Thunder Slashing' stunt! This is really an unexpected gain!

Standing next to Ya, the co-leader of the ten teams of the All-Machinery Association, the white-robed man touched his bearded chin with a surprised expression of picking up a treasure.

Hiding his short body in a thick coat, his fang's face completely obscured by mechanical steel, only a flickering ghost light faintly emerged from the eyepiece, and he listened to the big man's words and looked towards the golden-armored officer who slowly drew his sword.

"Whoa-ha-haha, you, do you want to cut me again? Sure enough, sure ......enough! My uniqueness is truly unique! Everybody, everybody, is like this, expecting my performance, expecting my response...... There's really no way around it, I'm intoxicated, my heart is burning violently, it's burning, hey!"

In Zheng Zheng's arm bones, the crimson flesh was glued with blood, and as soon as it showed a muscle-like lumpy appearance, he was driven by his master to scratch his face.

Nails have not yet grown from the fingertips, not even the epidermis of the muscles has been reshaped, and the blood-soaked muscles are still exposed to the air.

Tumulle, the mad madman, knew no pain at all, and with his two erosive and bloody hands, he frantically scratched the cheeks of his newborn face, and even the eye sockets on both sides were torn apart and deformed under the forceful pulling.

"But there's a problem! There's a problem! There's a problem! You, you, you, you just said that Gu Feng Feng appreciates me, but it's just my conceit, my conceit, my conceit, my conceit!!"

Pulling at the skin of his face vigorously, he destroyed his new face like a demon.

Tumulle's voice, which was already very crazy, amplified more and more as the language progressed, and by the end it had turned into a complete roar.

"Corpse God, die!"

Ignoring the madman's crazy roar, the gold-armored officer responded to the other party with the same numb language as always, completely restraining his previous violent emotions.

Calm down, the faint red light on the golden mask suddenly went out, and everything was as quiet as water.

Then, a thunderstorm erupted!

The streamlined steam was ejected outward along the golden armarm, faintly forming a cloudy form.

On the slowly twitching golden blade, from the part where the scabbard was drawn, a dozen finger-thick golden thunder patterns scorched and glowed, wrapping around the blade like a spirit snake.

The body of the heavy golden armor turned into a meteor at this moment, and galloped forward in great strides.

By the time the crackling sound of the smashing deck was heard, the scattered shattered deck had been left far behind by the officers, leaving a crumbling road.

Tumul, who had repaired his upper torso, was completely included in the attack, and the golden mask was almost in line with the bloody grimace that tore at his face.

"Slash the thunder. ”

In the golden scabbard, thunder lightning danced like a wild snake and exploded.

Wrapped in thunder and lightning, the golden sword burst into dazzling light, slammed outwards under the impetus of the explosion in the scabbard, aiming directly at the pale eyeball to Tumulle's right, which reflected seven pupils.

Judging from the situation just now, a clear-eyed person can detect something wrong with this strange eyeball.

Since the madman in front of him can rebuild his body with this seven-pupiled eyeball, then what he should do is to completely destroy it!

"What a beautiful lightning bolt! Ahh

The golden light scattered in all directions, completely reflected on Tumule's face, completely illuminating the strange and distorted madman's face.

His eyes looked directly at the bright light, and the Corpse God Sect seemed to have completely lost the basic reaction of the human body, and in the strong light that was enough to blind his eyes, he still maintained a crazy face that was about to split.

Facing this crazy face was the golden mask that had rekindled the exuberant red flame.

The long sword in his hand turned into thunder, and on the entire sword-holding arm of the deputy officer, countless golden light thunder snakes slowly lingered, turning into golden thunder at full speed, slashing towards the seven-pupiled eyeball on Tumule's right side.

"Puppet! The puppet is here!

The madman's face was full of thunderous light in the face of the sword, but it was an extremely cheerful and distorted smile.