The human-faced corpse clam is the opposite.

Because he has the talent of "returning to the soul" and his IQ is comparable to that of normal humans, he has dealt with Zhuo Fan and knows that Zhuo Fan is powerful, so he chooses to hang far behind many small and medium-sized leaders.

Zhuo Fan used the "Insight" magic power to glance at it and got Zhao Xiaoxiao's information on the retina.

Species: Shemale hybrid

Grade: Rare

Level: Level 2 and Tier 5

Skills: Python Venom Liquid, Purple Moon Demon Knife

Magical powers: purple pupils, snake armor

Talent: Swallow

Origin of species: The alienated purple moon python under special conditions, in the process of devouring evolution, encountered a strong obsession with the backlash, and finally formed a kind of shemale hybrid, the combat effectiveness is very strong, the evolution potential is also very strong, its talent "swallowing", there are three opportunities to devour evolution, and now there are two left.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoxiao's information, Zhuo Fan was slightly surprised.

This woman's attributes are much stronger than the rare level monsters he met before, especially the talent "Devouring", which is indeed against the sky, and actually has three opportunities to devour and evolve.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoxiao pounce on him with a murderous face, the mutant corpse monster with the word "wild" under his command let out a strange cry of "tsk", and twisted the snake body from the battle circle to meet it.

Now the identities of the two are a bit reversed, with the current strength of Zhuo Fan, the target is the other party's king-level master, sixteen ancient character corpse monsters, and they are also a top good hand, and it is more than wrong to separate an ancient character corpse, and it is more than wrong to deal with a small and medium-sized leader.

It's not your turn to shoot at all.

His target is those king-level monsters who haven't shot yet.

But he was a little curious, the two are python mutant monsters, and they meet in a narrow way, and they don't know who can win?

didn't stay on Zhao Xiaoxiao, a crazy woman, for much time.

Zhuo Fan set his eyes on the human-faced corpse Clam Shi Lao Dao again, this old man was very cunning, hiding behind a large demon corpse with a giant hammer in his hand and a black iron chain tied to his body, and occasionally helped out, hitting the demon corpse with the word "fierce" on the opposite side like tickling, obviously grinding foreign workers.

Feeling Zhuo Fan's sweeping gaze, the old face of the human-faced corpse clam smiled awkwardly, revealing a harmless appearance of humans and animals.

Signal to Zhuo Fan, we have no grievances or hatreds, I just obey orders.

This old toad is really a bit interesting, and I don't know if it has eaten the inferior Alien Cleansing Spirit Creation Pill, but it is a little far away, and his "insight" magic power cannot capture its information.

Without staying on the human-faced corpse clam for long, Zhuo Fan looked at the mutated demon king with wings on his back, a metal mask, and a pair of black and white demon pupils that were also suspended in the sky.

With a flap of his wings, he disappeared in an instant, and reappeared less than ten meters away in front of Zhuo Fan.

It's so fast that it's about the same as teleporting.

Zhuo Fan's brows furrowed, and he looked at it with his "insight" supernatural power.

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Zhuo Fan was slightly stunned, and saw that the mask on its face was emitting a faint gray light, transmitting a special wave pattern to its body.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Before, he wondered why this flying mutant demon king was wearing a metal mask with a half face, and it turned out that the effect was here.

You can hide your information and not be seen by others to your true strength.

Zhuo Fan glanced in the four directions of the White Bone Throne, the Dark Headless Army, the Scythe Black-robed Man, and the Bronze Corpse Coffin, and glanced at each of them.

The woman on the White Bone Throne was still drinking a little wine, her expression was extremely intoxicated, but her eyes glanced towards Zhuo Fan from time to time, obviously paying close attention.

The headless general is directing his subordinates to attack Zhuo Fan's sixteen "ancient" corpses, these headless corpses turn monsters, act in unison, cooperate very tacitly, and adopt the strategic policy of division and encirclement, and break them individually.

Although the headless general did not make a move, every time in a critical moment, a dark sword light could always appear out of thin air to relieve the siege for his subordinates.

The black-robed man with the scythe, with his arms around the black sickle, was watching a good show, and his killing intent was undisguised.

The bronze corpse coffin has not participated in the battle, so he has set up the coffin on the spot, although he did not make a move, Zhuo Fan felt a faint demon sense locked on him, and he should also be paying close attention.

In addition, Zhuo Fan also sensed a few peeping glances.

They don't know where to hide, and like assassins ready to strike in the dark, their breath is cold and vicious.

Things are getting more and more complicated...

The many powerful enemies at the moment are not existences that he can deal with alone.

He could only stall as long as he could now, waiting for reinforcements. Therefore, in this first battle, we must play a sufficient deterrent.

The Winged Demon King was shrouded in darkness, and in a piercing and sharp human language, it sounded in Zhuo Fan's ears.

"Get out of here, or die!"

Zhuo Fan sneered, this guy can actually speak human words?

Could it be that like a human-faced corpse clam, he has the talent of "returning to the soul"? Or is it that when you reach the level of the king, you have advanced wisdom?

Zhuo Fan faintly felt that it might be the latter.

Because that's what he came to when he looked at those boss-level guys.

"This is Lao Tzu's territory, how about I block it?" Zhuo Fan responded domineeringly, without any fear.

Since the other party dares to hold up, and even disdains to join forces to deal with himself, it is too late for him to be happy.

As soon as these words came out, the face of the Winged Demon King was full of anger, he was despised, and he provoked his majesty as a king, his black and white pupils suddenly shrank, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhuo Fan also shot at the same time.

He had to win this first battle!

Chop!

Xianxia sword out, like a dragon circling and flying, emitting a thunderbolt "buzzing" sound, Zhuo Fan started with his best Qixuan Demon Slashing Sword, three thousand thunders!

The flying sword was extremely fast, and it slashed somewhere in the void with a single sword.

It seemed to be an empty slash, but after the thunder sword slashed, with a miserable scream, the winged demon king was cut off by Zhuo Fan, and fell out in an instant, looking at Zhuo Fan's eyes full of horror.

But before he could react, a flash of fire flashed again.

Zhuo Fan launched the sword flash magic power on the Xianxia Sword, plus the Seven Xuan Demon Slashing Sword, the Three Thousand Demon Sword, and the sword fire was burned.

The blessing of supernatural powers and sword skills, when the other party was unable to react, instantly slashed from the back of the head, and a good demon head soared into the sky, accompanied by a large amount of demon blood spraying.

Successful Slash!

Clean and neat!

Zhuo Fan's sword was so amazing that all the attacking corpse monsters present lost their minds in an instant.

All eyes stopped at this moment.

The woman on the throne of bones, the wine glass fell to the ground with a "click"...

The headless general subconsciously touched his headless neck...

The scythe in the black-robed man's hand almost didn't hold it steady...

On the other side of the blood coffin, the swallowing of the white mist obviously stagnated...

At this moment, Zhuo Fan, who was suspended in mid-air, became the focus of the audience.

However, Zhuo Fan was not happy.

Because, he didn't receive the spiritual power of the Winged Demon King after he was killed.

If it was an ordinary small leader, for Zhuo Fan, he might have lost the possibility of providing spiritual power, but the other party, as a king-level, would definitely not have no spiritual power.

Sure enough, the other party's head suddenly stopped in midair.

Turning his head, the black and white pupils changed left and right, from the original left black and right white, to right black and left white.

In the next moment, the head disappeared eerily.

When it reappeared, it grew intact on the neck of the Two-Winged Demon King, and even the flesh wings that had been cut off by Zhuo Fan before were restored to their original state.

The other party twisted his neck, with a hideous look, and said viciously: "You actually dare to cut off the head of this seat, I will kill you!" ”

Zhuo Fan's eyes were slightly condensed.

Hooked his hand to the Winged Demon King and said, "Let's try it, see who kills whom?" ”

The Winged Demon King was completely enraged by Zhuo Fan, and with a pinch of his palms, a very strange dark green poisonous fire was burned, and the flames spread all over his body, and even a pair of fleshy wings were full of dark green color.

The wings waved, and several feather thorns carried poisonous fire broke away from the wings and flew towards Zhuo Fan.

"Poisonous fire?"

"It's a bit of a trick."

The corners of Zhuo Fan's mouth hooked up a smile.

At the same time as the Winged Demon King threw out the poisonous fire feather thorn, his figure also disappeared in a flash, and after a few movements in the air, he appeared behind Zhuo Fan, and smashed his fists towards the back of Zhuo Fan's head.

flanked back and forth, vowing to avenge the beheading just now.

But the next moment, the shocked expression of the Winged Demon King froze on his face, because Zhuo Fan actually ignored the attack of the poisonous fire feather thorn, and directly launched the arrogant soul, the White Tiger, and turned around and blasted towards him with both fists!

The White Tiger is the main killer!

"Boom!"

A scorching white flame instantly extinguished the poisonous fire, and then spread to the body of the Winged Demon King, and the other party didn't even have time to roar, and was directly burned to ashes by the Sun and Sky Fire.

There was only a metal half-face mask left, which fell from the sky and was taken by Zhuo Fan in his hand.

Just this bit of poisonous fire, like the light of fireflies, how can it compete with the bright moon.

A fire burns you all and sees how you come back to life.

Zhuo Fan didn't know his specific talent and supernatural powers because he couldn't probe the details of the other party, but he didn't believe that even his body was burned to ashes, and the Winged Demon King could be resurrected.

If this is the case, Zhuo Fan will still fart and turn his head and run.

As for the poisonous fire with a few feather thorns inserted in his back, the flames had long been extinguished, and the remaining few feather thorns were squeezed out of the muscles and fell down by Zhuo Fan with a slight force.

A little fire poison, under his own talent "absolute poison", it is no different from tickling, except for the feather thorns piercing the skin, there is no effect at all.

"Sun Sky Fire!"

"It's... How can it be? ”

"Could it be that this son is a new generation of Yanhuang Prison Demon Envoy?"

In the darkness, two mysterious men in black fire cloud robes who were staring at the battlefield cried out in surprise, and the tall mysterious man ordered again: "This person must not stay, go and tell the evil bones to kill them, and kill this person with all their might!" ”

After Zhuo Fan killed the Winged Demon King in seconds, he picked up the half-faced metal mask and took a look, except for the reddening, there was no damage, and a spiritual power flew out of the mask and submerged into Zhuo Fan's eyebrows.

Available Spiritual Power: 303

Zhuo Fan was a little surprised, there were two reasons, the first was that this two-winged demon king gave him 200 spiritual power at once, it seems that both the grade and the grade are very high. On the other hand, the spiritual power flew out of the metal mask, not from the dying body of the Winged Demon King, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

This metal mask is definitely not simple.