Chapter Eighty-Five: Fighting Butterflies and Insects

The insect man who looked like a human, with antennae on his head and butterfly wings on his back, was indifferent after facing Pang Qing and killing his own people.

After staring at Pang Qing quietly for a few minutes, it suddenly spoke:

"You're good! Do you want to join my clan? ”

【Zerg Species Illustrated Book opens...】

[Race: Zerg]

[Name: Unknown]

[Germline: Worm Line]

[Level: SS Class]

[Ability: Unknown]

Listening to the race book in his mind, Pang Qing did not speak, but stopped when he came to it a few hundred meters.

looked at this insect man, and said flatly:

"Why? I just killed your six-headed wormmen! ”

Butterfly worm man, sneered.

"Death is death, the law of the jungle is the strong!"

He continued, "How? I can make you follow me. ”

After Pang Qing secretly turned on the rage, he said coldly:

"No, I don't like bugs."

The butterfly insect man's pupils froze, and his eyes flashed with danger.

"According to the words of your human race, you are toasting and not eating, eating and punishing wine!"

The words fell, and it disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Pang Qing's eyes froze, and his body disappeared in place as soon as he moved.

The only thing left was the bewildered old man.

"Who is this young man who suddenly appeared? Its strength is so terrifying? ”

Just now he was still worried about Pang Qing, afraid that he was not the opponent of the six-headed wormman, but he didn't expect that three strikes and five divisions by two would be easily killed by him alone.

With such speed and such strength, which martial artist can do it in the entire Konka Town?

Don't?

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, that is, the younger generation of some mysterious force.

is the only possibility that can explain the strength of such a young man.

In particular, his physical strength is even stronger than his own.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh, it is really a talent from all generations!

"My human race will have another rare strong man!"

Suddenly, a building in the distance suddenly collapsed, boom-

The loud sound startled the old man, and then three more collapsed.

A huge amount of dust will envelop the space within a radius of 100 meters.

Then a figure flew out upside down and smashed it in the direction of the old man.

Boom –

A larger figure hole was immediately revealed on the wall of the west gate than the old man had smashed it.

"Ahemβ€”"

Pang Qing's voice came from inside, and in the shocked gaze of the old man, he patted the dust on his body and said lightly:

"Don't be afraid! It's me! I didn't expect this guy's strength to be so great. ”

As he spoke, he took it out of his pocket and handed a bottle of spiritual liquid with a few drops left to the old man and said:

"The ancestral simple medical medicine, just your injury is enough!"

After the old man took it in a daze, Pang Qing rushed in the direction of the butterfly worm man.

Leave the old man stunned again.

He looked down at the bottle in his hand, then at Pang Qing in the distance, and said indifferently:

"You haven't told me yet, is this going to be taken orally or externally?"

This was Pang Qing's last psionic liquid, which he poured out little by little from the forty empty bottles that he had used up.

At this time, Pang Qing's expression was solemn, the military uniform on his body was already in tatters, and he could clearly see the blue and purple on his chest.

On the other side, the butterfly insect man had a relaxed face and a leisurely smile on his face.

"You're still okay under my attack, and I'm getting more and more interested in you."

Pang Qing's eyes were cold, this was the strongest insect man he had ever encountered, and the other party was stronger than himself in terms of speed and strength.

In this battle, he fought very hard.

It seems that the real skills are going to be shown.

Pang Qing's eyes suddenly became sharp, he let out a loud cry, and an unprecedented aura burst out from his body.

The strength of the middle stage of the warehouse realm exploded in full force and was raised to the extreme.

In an instant, the scarce spiritual power between heaven and earth was absorbed by him, and the bronze complexion on his body changed, transforming towards pale gold.

In less than a moment,

Pang Qing's whole body seemed to be smeared with a layer of golden paint, shining with a faint golden light in the sunlight.

"The second layer of the golden body!"

Pang Qing is like a golden man at the moment, except for the black hair, the skin that can be seen is all golden.

He clenched his fists with both hands, brandished the eight fists of Cangquan, and blasted towards the butterfly insect man.

In the twilight, the terrifying destructive power of the two bombarded the West Gate into potholes.

After carefully dodging the thousand-pound boulders that suddenly flew over, the old man looked at the two with some jealousy.

He shook his head, this was no longer a battle he could participate in, and his feet were a little soft when he heard the terrifying force and the sound of the collision.

The old man muttered, "That young man is really from my human race? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a humanoid monster! It's really scary to be able to physically fight that terrifying butterfly insect man for so long! ”

As the old man passed by the corpses of the slaughtered crowd, he paused there.

His body, which was originally a little rickety, suddenly trembled, his eyes turned red, and a sense of sadness emanated from his body.

"Woohoo! It's all my fault! It's all my fault! Woo....."

The old man suddenly fell to his knees and began to cry bitterly, tears pouring out of his eyes.

He blamed himself, blamed himself for not being able to find out earlier, and blamed himself for not being strong enough.

A few people suddenly ran in the distance, and it was the defenders who had been the first to evacuate the people.

When they saw the densely piled up Terran corpses on the ground, they all froze in place, their eyes instantly reddened, and they also cried bitterly.

The butterfly insect man who saw this scene giggled, and Pang Qing had a sad face.

"Your human race is really weak and useless, so many people have been killed by several warriors of our race, unlike my race, who are born warriors."

Facing the shameful laughter of the butterfly insect man, Pang Qing's eyes were cold, and he said calmly:

"The biggest difference between my Terran and your Zerg is that my Terran has humanity, and you don't!"

The Butterfly Wormman doesn't care about what is inhuman, it just needs to become stronger, for example, if it can complete this mission, then its status will be promoted to unprecedented heights.

At the same time, it will be rewarded by the king, and its strength will be several levels stronger.

That's all it needs.

Then, as if thinking of something, it looked in the direction of the east gate.

......

East Gate.

At this time, the east gate was already full of corpses, and there were human and Zerg.

Boom –

At this moment, a large piece of the wall of the east gate suddenly collapsed.

The wall of more than 30 meters high collapsed, and the huge vibration accelerated the heartbeat of several people who were watching the excitement from a distance.

"Captain, this is, show your real strength!"

A young man with wings muttered as he looked at the two figures fighting each other on the city wall.

"This is inevitable, don't you see that the black-robed envoy of the cult is also in the Jiang Realm?"

A purple-haired girl beside her answered.

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the two unconscious teammates behind him.

Next to the two unconscious is Lori, who looks very young.

This Lori's left and right hands are now on the chests of the left and right people, and her palms emit a faint green light, and a faint stream of life energy is continuously transmitted into the wounds on the chests of the unconscious two.

However, at this time, the Lori girl's face was pale, and beads of sweat like soybeans slipped down her cheeks on both sides.

The purple girl asked, "Mo Li! How's the dads? ”

Lori, named Mo Li, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and said a little weakly:

"No! I'm so badly injured that I can't play half of my normal abilities, and I can't help them detoxify! Unless...

"Unless what?"

The purple-haired girl couldn't help but ask.

Mo Li glanced at her and said glutinously:

"Unless you can find an antidote, or you can find a potion or spiritual object with rich life power."

When the purple-haired girl heard this, her mood fell.

At such times, where can you find life-rich potions or spiritual objects? Not to mention the antidote, they don't even know what poison they have been poisoned in?

Looking at her father, whose face was gradually turning purple, the purple-haired girl felt very uncomfortable.

Because this is her master, who raised her since she was a child, and can be regarded as her father.

When the purple-haired girl was sad, at this time in the center of Konka Town.

The fat man was panting with Feng Chun and the old man Feng, dodging the bullets fired from behind.

"He's a good man, what kind of a guy is shooting alone!"

The fat man scolded and ran while holding the fat on his stomach.