"No!

Huhu was dressed heavily, and the bone demon was paralyzed on the broad forehead of the giant corpse, and he really didn't have the strength to stand up.

His hands and feet trembled, he really couldn't think of any way, the bones of the giant corpse were hard, even if it was aimed at the wound, he used all his hands and feet, and used all his strength, but he still couldn't cause secondary damage to the wound, even if the law of destruction was used, it could only leave a pale mark on the skin of the giant corpse.

Thinking that he was strong and majestic, facing a corpse that had lost all his plasma, he still couldn't inflict any trauma on it, how could this not make the bone demon extremely depressed.

It's not that he didn't have the idea of asking the deity for help, but when he thought of the deity's sanity and his usual silence and ignorance of the world, he finally dispelled the idea.

In the face of the giant corpse bones, he was powerless, and the law of destruction did not play much role in his body, even the altar, which also devoured a lot of blood and was re-promoted to the fifth floor, edged and cornered and on the wound on the eyebrows of the giant corpse, not only did not enlarge the wound, but made himself collapse a corner.

This made the bone demon's distressed heart tremble, regretting that he had nothing to do with the altar to cut the giant corpse, holding the altar in one hand, pinching the broken little horn in the other, and wishing to slap himself twice.

Well, the bone demon also knows that if you slap yourself twice, it will not be a single distressing problem, your hands hurt, your face hurts, and you have three pains together, which can be said to be an exception that hurts, and if you slap yourself twice, your face will be gone.

Sometimes, the bone demon also wonders if there is too much nonsense and too annoying thoughts, which makes the deity always silent, never saying a word, and sometimes even closing his ears to avoid being disturbed.

He is just a random thought in frustration, his heart is as bright as a mirror, the deity is not annoyed, but he has abandoned all his emotions, leaving only reason, the pursuit of cultivation.

As an individual separated from the deity, and from a deeply demonic skeleton that contains the deity's distracting demonic nature, he has too much madness and irritability, and there is no restraint in his heart, which leads to his dissoluteness.

It is not like asking Chuanting, accommodating all the emotional colors of the deity, there are still moral shackles in his heart, his behavior is subject to moral constraints, and all behaviors and starting points have a bottom line, not as unscrupulous as him.

A roar broke the bone demon's frustration, and a void monster swam slowly, sneaking up to the giant corpse's toes, opening its bloody mouth and biting down, half of its sharp teeth snapped, and a bright white arc crossed the void.

The bone demon replied with an even louder roar, not only because he interrupted his emotions immersed in inner frustration, but also dared to secretly **** the toes of the giant corpse.

How could he share the giant corpse as private property, the material used to refine the giant axe, with a monster without intelligence?

A piece of sweet cake that you have been longing for a long time has been gnawed by a dog, and you have just gotten it, and you haven't even had time to taste it, or even lick it, what else can you do but pity and great anger?

The Bone Demon was completely crazy, ignoring the gap between the thirty zhang huge body of the Void Monster, and made several vertical jumps one after another, and smashed down the altar with a radius of feet in the midst of the monster's wailing and losing half of its teeth.

"Tell you to gnaw! Tell you to eat! Lao Tzu let you steal food!"

Incoherently, regardless of whether the Void Monster could understand it or not, afterimages flashed one after another, and the small altar frantically struck at the monster's big nose.

"Whew!"

The grief of losing half of its tooth has not yet healed, and the monster is greeted with something that makes it even more painful, and its big soft nose is attacked by a small jumper.

The great pain, the pain that pierced the heart, made tears appear in its lantern eyes, its wide mouthparts opened, and a terrible howl spewed out powerful waves of qi, rolling up the fishy stench and slamming all on the bone demon's body.

The bone demon staggered, almost didn't breathe out, stumbled, finally panting, and the hand holding the altar trembled even more crazy.

The monster that looked like a cow but not a cow, with a pair of horns, and a high bulge on its back howled, big tears flowed down the corners of its eyes, and a pair of lantern eyes glared at the bone demon with hatred, as if to scold angrily, "You little jumping worm with a square stone on its back, can you smash it in another place, don't always jump around and hit the same point on your nose." ”

The monster's rebuke had no effect, and the bone demon throbbed wildly, each attack full of hysteria, and the body full of explosive power writhed, dodging the monster's lightning-fast legs and feet.

The altar was stained with blood, and the bright red blood drops and plum blossoms bloomed, looking very enchanting on the snow-white background.

A large blood bead flowed down from the monster's nose, suspended in the void, showing a perfect ball-shaped, if there was no collision between the bone demon and the monster, these blood balls might always be perfect, knowing that a void monster passed by, bloodthirsty will swallow this blood.

It's a pity that the powerful qi is scattered, and the void that shook seemed to be trembling, and the blood droplets of the dou big were shattered under the qi, and a touch of blood flashed, and it was instantly swallowed and assimilated by the darkness of the void.

"Die!"

Seeing the monster's teardropping lantern big eyes, fear appeared in the big eyes, and the huge body that attacked and moved had a tendency to run away in defeat, and the bone demon burst into tears.

The monster shuddered, and the small jumping with stones in its eyes jumped high, slamming down the blood-stained white jade altar, and a faint aura of destruction lingered, which made it infinitely terrified.

The altar gradually enlarged, like a huge mountain hammer, a huge coercion shrouded, as deep as the inoffensive sky, facing the falling giant mountain, the monster's hooves weakened, fear occupied the whole mind, and the faint aura of destruction destroyed all its will.

"Boom!"

The altar was slammed down, and the monster's eyes were dark, and the moment its consciousness was swallowed up by the darkness, only the beast's last hope was left, "Can you always smash the same point on your nose!"

The blood flew away, the two big eyes of the lantern bounced in the void, pieces of torn flesh and blood flew wildly, the white jade-like altar was stained with tiny minced meat, and the bright red plasma was covered with a thick layer, and even the face and body of the bone demon were full of broken meat, blood foam, and bone dregs.

The blood was dripping, and the plasma rolled down the edges and corners of the clothes, and the bone demon was like a fierce god of the world, a bloodthirsty madman who came out of the white bones of the Shura field and the blood in the sky.

The tongue is passing over the lips, the blood stained on it is **** clean, a fishy sweet rust smell spreads in the mouth, the tip of the tongue is sandwiched between the two lips, exhale, and a wisp of blood foam spits out of the mouth.

"Hmph, comfortable! Dare to lick Lao Tzu's toes...... Phew, the toes of Lao Tzu's giant corpse...... Phew!"

After two sentences in a row, I always felt that the meaning of the words was unclear, and after a few spurs, the bone demon roared, "Lao Tzu was brain-wrecked by your damn monster!"

"If you dare to lick your toes, Lao Tzu will dare to hammer your head to pieces!"

Since you can't tell and express that you can't understand whose toes and whose corpse it is, then go around it and say the result directly.

After the roar, a smile appeared on the bone demon's face, and he ran to the side of the sparse monster whose head was hammered, and his fingers gently brushed the monster's complete body, soft and tough skin, "What a good material, what an elastic skin, is Lao Tzu refining a big drum, or refining a huge flag like a damn boat?!"

The bone demon was a little hesitant, the giant axe was his first choice, with the bones of the giant corpse for comparison, everything felt unsatisfactory, the only problem was that he couldn't break through the flesh skin of the giant corpse, he couldn't take out the bones, and all plans and ideas were in vain.

Now there is the corpse of a void monster, but he doesn't want to use some defective products to refine the perfect giant axe in his heart, for fear of destroying the conjecture of the perfect giant axe.

He didn't refine the giant axe, and referred to the refining manual, which made his hands itch, and he really didn't want to waste materials in vain.

It's a choice in a contradiction, a struggle in the heart.