Mechanical Flesh

"Isn't the body here?" Han Ye was stunned.

"Then why are there so many walking corpses guarding here?"

Qin Ling's eyes were dim.

"He did this, of course, to deal with Doomsday's means. Without these walking corpses, Doomsday's means would definitely not be able to inspire. Even if Qi Yuan wanted to save his life, Doomsday would not tolerate his means being wasted in vain. The power to sneak in!"

"Since the power of Doomsday has been stimulated, it is time for us to find the real corpse. Although this is just a pretense, in order to consume the power of Doomsday, most of the power of the source of all evil will definitely be contained here. This time is our only chance. "

Han Ye suddenly realized, and said with some hindsight:

"You brought Qi Yuan here on purpose to let him inspire the power of the end, so as to contain the source of all evil and create opportunities for us to find the real corpse!"

Qin Ling glanced at him.

"What should I say, I have already told you, are you still not ready to transfer your real body, with the strength of your body, even if you find the corpse, it is impossible to get what you want, this is your last Opportunity!"

Han Ye was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said:

"Wait a minute, when the time is right, I will turn the body around!"

Qin Ling gave him a deep look, without persuading him, his slender body disintegrated like sand, turning into sand puppets the size of a palm, rushing in all directions.

The cold night waited in place, silently watching Qi Yuan hacking and killing the walking corpses under the sunlight. Under the suppression of the power of doomsday, although the walking corpses of doomsday could not threaten Qi Yuan, their body strength was still the same. It was terrifying. It would take a lot of time to kill all the hundreds of walking corpses here. What's more, besides these walking corpses, there were other terrifying existences inside.

This melee in Diyuan is actually still a battle between the end of the world and the source of all evil. Even if it is a strong apocalypse, it is only a chess piece for the two of them.

At this level of game, why did Doomsday choose Qi Yuan, a mere seventh-order apocalypse?

How can an ordinary seventh-order apocalypse carry the power of doomsday!

Qin Ling stared at the long sword in Qi Yuan's hand. Although it was somewhat uncertain, the golden long sword, in addition to the blessing of Doomsday, seemed to have an aura of mighty power!

Is it really high-risk energy?

That is not the dangerous energy that ordinary Apocalypse can control!

After a long time, it was not until Qi Yuan slashed more than half of the hundreds of walking corpses that Qin Ling's sand puppet roared lowly, and Qin Ling slowly retracted his gaze and followed it into the depths of darkness.

Just as Han Ye disappeared into the depths of darkness, Qi Yuan, who was fighting hard, looked back.

"Are you sure you're leaving?"

"Confirm, both of them have left!" Seraph whispered.

"I'll drag these walking corpses, you go find the statues."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Seraph said with oath.

The blazing angel turned into a stream of light and left the energy furnace. All the walking corpses turned a blind eye to her. In their eyes, there was only Qi Yuan, and only the golden sun behind Qi Yuan's head.

There are too many walking corpses, and their bodies are extremely hard. It is also a huge consumption to continuously kill hundreds of walking corpses of the Apocalypse rank, not to mention that these walking corpses will resist, and they are accidentally hit by them. There is also the danger of being severely injured.

Even if the mechanical flesh and blood has a strong recovery ability, being severely injured in the abyss is definitely a bad end.

The continuous fighting made the blade in Qi Yuan's hand heavier and heavier. Under the sun, not only was the walking corpse suppressed, but the power of the mechanical flesh and blood seemed to be affected to a certain extent.

Swish!

Qi Yuan decapitated a corpse of a strange beast with one sword, and suddenly there was a blazing angel's exclamation in the darkness not far away, as if he had encountered some kind of danger.

Qi Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly rose in golden light, instantly forcing the walking corpses around him to retreat.

"Get out of the way!"

Qi Yuan let out a low voice, waving his long sword and rushing towards the direction where the exclamation came from.

Qi Yuan's speed was extremely fast, he tossed and turned, and he fought a **** path among the walking corpses, and came to the place where the Seraph's accident happened.

I saw a pitch-black rock throne standing in the darkness, with dark blue and near-black electric light entwined on the throne, a vague figure sitting on it, his right hand resting his forehead, as if he was sleeping.

The Seraph who was sent to find the headless statue was hanged by a Tengman before the throne. She was constantly struggling. Although she was a body of energy, she was completely unable to break free from Tengman's entanglement.

Seeing Qi Yuan's figure, the Seraphim immediately reminded him.

"Be careful, Tengman here is abnormal!"

Qi Yuan nodded his head with a heavy gaze, crossed the blazing angel, and looked at the man on the throne. Although the man's face was a little blurry under the influence of the electric light, Qi Yuan still judged by the man's body shape. The identity of that person was exactly Mo Sheng, who disappeared after entering Diyuan.

Perhaps feeling Qi Yuan's gaze, the sleeping man slowly raised his head and looked at Qi Yuan, and the two looked at each other out of thin air.

"I and you felt the power of doomsday and mechanical disaster at the same time!" Mo Sheng's voice sounded like rolling thunder in Qi Yuan's ears.

"I didn't think they would reconcile!"

"No matter who you are, leave Mo Sheng's body for me!" Qi Yuan said coldly.

Mo Sheng chuckled lightly.

"In that battle, Doomsday and Mechanical Disaster jointly set up a plan, but unfortunately they did not work together to erase my imprint of life, and gave me a chance to resurrect. In my domain, a mere apocalypse can play a role. What's the effect, it's just adding a little fun to my resurrection."

At this moment, the ring of the sun behind Qi Yuan's head slowly floated up, the warm sunlight shone in all directions, and a shadow that was difficult to discern with the naked eye loomed in the sun.

At the same time, a deep voice echoed in the abyss.

"The source of all evil! Your ethnic group has been destroyed by the Protoss, but you chose to submit to the Protoss! From the time you became a lackey of the Protoss, you have lost the dignity of a super-living body, and your imprint of life is full of servility. So keep you, only want to use waste, after today, there will be no source of all evil!"

"Super life body dignity? Hahahahaha!"

Mo Sheng on the throne laughed loudly.

"Only those who survive are qualified to speak of dignity!"

"The mechanical disaster has completely fallen, and even the imprint of life has been erased. You are now just a bereaved dog hiding in the XZ. What are you using to deal with me, you can't even find where my body is, waiting for your thread When the power disappears, no one will stop me from devouring the Lord of Souls and the Heart Grabber, and if I devour them, I can be completely resurrected!"

Before Mo Sheng could finish his words, he heard a click. The throne below him suddenly cracked open, and a headless statue that was as pitch-black as ink floated up from under the throne.

Mo Sheng's face changed slightly, a large amount of black mist poured out of the headless statue, trying to block it again, but under the sunlight, all the black mist dissipated like foam, and finally revealed the original appearance of the headless statue.

The statue reflected the golden sunlight, and a voice came out faintly.

"You want to eat me, but I want to eat you too!"

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