The half-folded and half-brushed waist was twisted awkwardly like a twist, and the iconic bronze helmet of the King of Wannu was skewed, and it was estimated that the neck was not lightly damaged.

The black mud in the swamp was almost blown in all directions, like half-dead loaches being slapped on the stones, and the rest was wrapped around the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, burrowing into various crevices, and even hanging on it with the flames that were still burning, but it didn't seem to be afraid of fire.

Only a huge pit was left in its place, trapping the twelve-handed giant corpse inside.

Xu is corpse holy incense was also wrapped in the mud and didn't know where it flew to, and the twelve-handed giant corpse that had lost its guidance did not move immediately after slowly standing up.

Wu Xie and the two didn't care about the copper pieces on their bodies, and while retreating, they stared vigilantly at the King of Wannu, and glanced around the surrounding stones of the bombing crater, looking for Zhang Qixun's trace.

Although he didn't know how the wooden fish made the detonator explode in the strange drum beat, interrupting the casting of the twelve-handed monster corpse, he himself should have taken precautions in advance.

The only thing that worries Wu Xie is whether the sudden change will be Zhang Haixing's secret troublemaker, that woman is not a character who will give up easily.

Wu Xie didn't dare to bet on that pitiful fluke, Zhang Haixing was not affected by the drum beat This was strange enough, Mu Yu had what she wanted in her hands, so it was most likely that they were hiding somewhere at this moment, or Mu Yu was the one who was restrained.

At the thought of this, his heart sank uncontrollably.

Feng fainted at their feet, breathing long and short, looking like he was about to hang up.

But suddenly, Wu Xie felt a gaze staring at him, eerie, a cold air rushed straight into the back of his head, as if he was entangled in the neck by a poisonous snake, and the hairs on the back of his neck sprang out uncontrollably.

He restrained the horror in his heart, let go of his gaze and looked back at the ominous gaze, but he suddenly met the eyes of a pair of fist-sized, green solid eyes.

The scalp exploded in an instant, Nima, the King of Wannu was staring at him!

Why?

The storm whirlpool in Wu Xie's mind immediately blew up, racking his brains to think about the reason.

The fat man on the side also noticed that something was wrong, and pulled Wu Xie to move a few steps to the side tentatively, and that malicious gaze always followed them.

"it, you're targeted." The fat man's lips squirmed, and his voice was inaudible.

Wu Xie even had some kind of relaxation that was really so relaxed? Has his declining constitution been severe enough to this extent?

The six eyes met for a moment, and the twelve-handed monster corpse seemed to confirm something, and moved, and the remaining seven arms began to flutter like spiders, grasping the stones on the shore and beginning to move in the direction they were.

"Damn it, naïve run!"

The fat man yelled to remind Wu Xie and dragged him back to where he had put his backpack, he remembered that there was still the last grenade in his backpack.

The two of them helped each other to stumble and trot, and soon got the backpack, turned their heads to look back, and found that the King of Wannu was still struggling by the pit.

After climbing onto the shore, its upper body could not support the shore with its arms like Fang Cai did in the pit to not fall, so now its entire body showed uncoordinated movements up and down, and as soon as it stood up, it fell back to the side, like a big puppet in disrepair and tattered.

Fortunately, there were still many hands left, and they immediately held on, and at the same time, when they loosened their waists, countless fine white sand began to leak out of the cracks in the explosive armor.

The fat man was stunned for a moment with his grenade, "What the hell is going on with this thing, how is there still filling, it looks like a big humanoid sandbag with leaked filling." ”

Wu Xie frowned and looked at the white sand that had already accumulated and guessed, "Is it empty inside?" So what is its shell made of, it can't really be an ancient giant clan with a height of five or six meters, and so many hands, hatched from the dinosaur eggs of mutant pterosaurs. ”

Because the waist could not be supported, the movements of the twelve-handed monster corpse became very strange, that is, he couldn't stand up, but he kept trying to straighten his waist, and at the same time wanted to cover the hole of the white sand with his hands.

The fat man grinned, "Let's help it and send Hades to the west." ”

The flashlight had already been scrapped in the fall, and the two of them rolled out some half-dried black mud, wrapped it directly around the sapper's shovel head, made it into a simple torch, and then lit it to light the road.

I don't know what's wrong, as soon as Wu Xie approached, the king of Hades was as excited as if he had taken a stimulant, and crawled desperately in his direction.

As soon as the fat man saw the situation, he asked him to hide behind the stones, and he slowly approached, pulled out the plug, aimed at the gap between several arms, and threw the grenade under the belly of Hades.

Then he ran back and hid with Wu Xie to protect his head.

As soon as he crouched down, the grenade exploded, and the shattered stones all fell around the two of them.

Wu Xie and the others poked their heads out cautiously like groundhogs, and saw that this blow completely blew off the waist of the king of Hades, and the armor on his body was shattered, revealing the skin that was protected underneath.

At a glance, Wu Xie and the fat man were messy together.

After the armor on the entire abdomen was blown off, the upper body of Hades was completely exposed, and the mask and helmet on its face were also blown open, and when you looked through the gap, it was full of large and small irregular holes.

Wu Xie and the others were almost stunned, under the mask of the king of Hades was a spherical stone, or a black stone like honeycomb coal, and there was not even the most basic facial hole.

"Hades' head is a cinder?" The fat man was surprised.

The hole-riddled stone ball was inserted into the massive torso, and what was even more shocking was that the torso was indeed a complete withered corpse, covered with short black hairs, like moldy dry bread in a petri dish.

A large amount of white sand flowed out of the middle of the completely disconnected dry corpse, and the fat man's expression was in a trance, as if he was recalling something, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he stepped back and said: "Mother, someone has hollowed out a zongzi, and this special mother is a fighting corpse!" ”

Wu Xie didn't know why, "What?" ”

When I turned around again, I saw that the king of Hades, who had thrown off the lower half of his body, turned his stone head in the direction of the two of them accurately, and began to crawl over at a flying speed, several times faster than when he had legs.

"Run!" The fat man was shocked, "This is the real body of Hades, don't be caught by it, it will use you as its lower body!" ”

"? Your sister didn't say it sooner! ”

Wu Xie turned around and ran as fast as he could, completely ignoring whether his feet would bump or not, and he and the fat man jumped in a zigzag shape and crossed each other and ran wildly.

Then he was devastated to find that no matter how much the fat man yelled over there, he was the only one chasing the half of Hades from beginning to end.

The voice chasing behind was getting closer and closer, and Wu Xie was about to go crazy.

Just when he couldn't hold back and already had a premonition of how miserable he would be, a black shadow pounced on him lightly, and the light flashed in front of him, only to feel that it was heavy and tight and immediately became lighter, and the jacket he was wearing was taken away.

Lying on his back, Wu Xie was a little stunned, but he didn't feel how painful it was when he just fell.

The fat man ran over and helped him up, "It's okay." ”

Wu Xie grabbed his arm and craned his neck to look back, "That person just now seems to be ...... It's a wooden fish! ”

Good Night (0')