V6.Chapter 451

"What is this?" He Yiming's face changed slightly and he said in a deep voice.

At first, he was quite curious about the monster, but now he was a little shocked. It's just that its flesh is so tough, but this inexplicable attack is unacceptable.

"This is the plague." Mu Zilong said coldly, "what we met is a gas mutation monster, which has the special ability to release the plague. Fortunately, we are all strong Shinto, and our own strength is incomparably strong. We are already invincible. Otherwise..." he shook his head, with a faint chill in his eyes.

He Yiming looked at the round green haired monster deeply, and the shock in his heart was really indescribable.

plague.

From the mouth of this monster unexpectedly spewed this incredible thing, if not in this dead world, but in their original world, such a monster suddenly appeared

Thinking of this, he Yiming's whole body is cold. Such a monster is enough to take thousands of lives.

"Most of these mutant guys are thick skinned and rough skinned, and can use the ability of ideas. Even if they attack directly with thunderbolt guns, it is generally difficult to work." Mou Zilong said hurriedly.

"How did you deal with it before?" He Yiming blurted out.

Such monsters and those powerful Shinto have been together for hundreds of years, and they have more or less summed up some ways to defeat the enemy, otherwise Mou Zilong would not know so much.

Mu Zilong smiled bitterly and said, "this thing usually doesn't leave this nest, so when dealing with it, a strong man in the false god realm will use the Shinto field to fix it, and then gather the divine power to attack with all his strength, so as to break its defense."

He Yiming was stunned, and immediately remembered the scene of it rolling all over the ground. If its round body really rolled up, no one dared to stop it. And what's more terrifying is that this thing is extremely poisonous. Although the body of Shinto will not be poisoned on the spot, it will also have great damage once it gets close.

With a cold hum, he Yiming stretched out his hand and waved, a red fire light was immediately released. This is the real divine power of fire, which can burn all the poisons in the world.

However, after calling twice in the fire, the green haired monster rolled over to he Yiming again.

Mou Zilong stretched out his hand and pushed it. Powerful forces rushed out, and immediately pushed it back heavily. However, it obviously did not admit defeat, but rolled over again with perseverance. Fortunately, Mu Zilong seemed to be ready, and pushed it out at will. As soon as it was within three feet of them, it was immediately pushed away by this force.

Even with the strength of an old-fashioned Shinto strongman like Mu Zilong, he still didn't dare to let this monster bully him. This shows how scared this thing made his heart.

He Yiming's magic power changed, and the purple glow of rapid freezing fell in a flash, but to his surprise, this thing turned out to be invincible, and even freezing could not stop it.

With a gloomy face, he Yiming did not hesitate to release the five elements road and the light and dark road in turn, but this thing is like a hob meat, no matter what.

Mou Zilong sighed and said, "brother he, we have encountered this object many times before. The only way is to fix it with the pseudo God domain. As long as it can't roll, it can gather all the power to break it at one blow. Besides, no one can kill it anymore."

He Yiming shook his head slightly, and he was really at a loss for this thing with strong mental ability, which itself has infinite virus and is not accessible at all.

Suddenly, a figure walked up from his side.

His eyes were slightly open, and the expression on his face suddenly became quite strange. The one who walked alone turned out to be a Shinto puppet, and this guy obviously didn't get his exact order.

But this time he Yiming has vaguely sensed the subtle relationship.

Part of the idea of the Shinto puppet remained in his mind. When he tried his best to think about a problem that could not be solved, it was inevitable that he would pass this idea to another idea in his mind. As a result, the Shinto puppet took the initiative to run out. It was actually obeying orders in this way, which also opened the eyes of he Yiming.

Mou Zilong's eyes narrowed for a moment, as if to dissuade, but he finally closed his mouth.

After all, the Shinto puppet belongs to he Yiming. Since he was sent to fight, he should be a little sure, so mu Zilong finally didn't speak. However, if he knew that the Shinto puppet was not deliberately sent by he Yiming, he would not know how it would feel.

Shinto puppets advance at a steady pace, and the distance between each step is exactly the same. In his body, there is no strong breath of life, but there is a breath and power that makes people feel cold.

The green haired orb monster seemed to pause, but then it rushed towards the Shinto puppet.

In its body, there are a large number of different viruses from all over the universe. If it is put on the green planet at a certain moment, even if it is only one person, it can kill most of them.

This is the power of poison and plague, which has great damage to living creatures.

But it is a pity that there are ordinary lives in the world. Even some living people and animals have unparalleled strength, far from these poisons that can directly take lives.

Of course, as long as human beings are alive, they will not be willing to approach this terrible guy, which is no exception even for the strong in the realm of hypocrisy.

But the Shinto puppet did not care. He stepped forward with big steps, raised his feet and stepped down heavily.

With his powerful strength in the realm of Shinto, such a step directly crushed the green haired monster. Like a soft ball full of liquid but not broken, the center of the green haired monster's body was deeply depressed by this foot, and it was tightly attached to the ground, while its body was suddenly fatter around.

The so-called belly sticking to the back is nothing more than this.

A terrible cry broke out from the mouth of the green haired monster. Its body twisted desperately, as if it wanted to struggle out of the feet of the Shinto puppet, but the foot that stepped on him was like Mount Tai, which could not be shaken at all.

He Yiming and he Yiming stared at this scene. The green haired monster they were afraid of would be given by the Shinto puppet in this way. The strength of the Shinto puppet is really speechless.

Nodding slightly, he Yiming said, "brother Mou, for this kind of monster, this is also a way, which is worth promoting."

Mu Zilong rolled his eyes unhappily. In the face of this guy full of venom, even the strong Shinto will feel a headache, because no one can get close to this thing at all. And those who can do this, I'm afraid they can't find a second one except the puppet with Shinto cultivation in front of them.

The countless flames on the green haired monster did not burn, and the long hair, which was not hard and frozen, suddenly hardened, and then shot at the Shinto puppet like a thousand arrows at once.

Shinto puppets didn't care at all, and still stared at all this coldly.

Those long hairs did not stab the Shinto puppet, but suddenly burst when they were half a foot away from his body, and immediately the whole area was filled with a light green fog.

The green fog was quite vicious. When the fog slowly spread and involved the bodies of the monsters on the ground, he Yiming's face changed slightly. Because in the fog, these bodies were melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a mass of green blood, I don't know where to flow.

Although the speed of their spread was not fast, they showed their unique strength. A moment later, the spreading green fog submerged all the Shinto puppets.

He Yiming and Mou Zilong swayed slightly, and they were far away from each other. They looked at each other and were quite worried.

Neutral in his mind, he ordered the Shinto puppet to kill his opponent immediately. At this moment, he Yiming can't care so much anymore. If he really let the Shinto puppet lose here, he will definitely regret it.

There was a creepy scream in the green fog, "quack quack" broke out like thunder. However, just a moment later, these voices suddenly quieted down, and an extremely clear tearing sound was heard in the ears of he Yiming and he Yiming.

They looked at each other, and there was a rather strange feeling in their eyes.

Is it possible that this thing was torn? At the thought of the tough skin of this thing, he Yiming's heart was a little cold.

A moment later, a slight footstep sounded, and the Shinto puppet had left the place and came out of the poison fog. However, he Yiming and he Yiming gasped at the same time.

At this time, the body of the Shinto puppet was already out of pieces, and there was a thick layer of green on the skin, which made people feel creepy from the bottom of their hearts.

He Yiming turned his wrist, and two buckets of water had appeared in his hands. Under the control of strong forces, the spray poured down on his head, and the green on his body had been cleaned in a moment.

Then he threw out a suit of clothes for the Shinto puppet to wear.

These green things are indeed extremely toxic, but they have not brought any damage to the Shinto puppet, which makes he Yiming have a deeper understanding of his ability.

Shinto puppets are basically completely immune to poison fog.

Mou Zilong looked at the Shinto puppet with envy on his face, and his heart nodded secretly. Not only he Yiming's strength was incomparable, but also a puppet around him was so powerful. After the death of these people, the responsibility of fighting these monsters can also be safely transferred.

Suddenly, he Yiming's heart moved, his face changed greatly, and said, "there is a stronger guy coming, quiet, hidden."

It was the first time for mu Zilong to see he Yiming's expression so dignified. He quickly closed his mouth, and a strange power wave flashed. The three of them had been closely attached to the stone wall. Under the concealment of the light and dark pupil, the breath of his whole body was more restrained and clean, and he had never leaked out at all.