The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 109 Gilded Wrench
It wasn't until the herd of beasts rushed out of the forest shrouded in darkness that they really realized: "The one in front of you is a decoy, and there are still people in the forest!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Xiaolong and Harichagai directly confronted the beast tide relying on their magical artifacts for the second day: "Zihuan, go find that guy in the forest!"

"is it possible?"

Having already untied the restraint device on his hand, the clarinet chuckled, weighed a few stones in his hand, then turned cold, and threw his hands away.

Whoosh whoosh!
Three sharp piercing sounds sounded, and the next moment, three stones hit Ding Zihuan's body indiscriminately, and blood flowed out instantly.

The smell of blood that humans can smell is not a problem for animals, and in this forest, there is no shortage of animals that can smell blood.

In addition, the traces of low blood cannot be erased, and Ding Zihuan's Ghost Shadow Walk has completely lost its due effect with just one click.

"Ah—my legs!" After all, the power of the stone is still inferior to that of the Qi bomb. Even with all its strength, under the attenuation of air resistance, it still failed to break Ding Zihuan's two legs, but was deeply embedded in his flesh.

A needle sticking into the body can bring strong stimulation to people, let alone a stone full of edges and corners.

Clutching a leg that was hit by stones, Ding Zihuan couldn't use his whole body on his leg at all, so he could only minimize his sense of existence and hide in a safe place.

The trace of Ding Zihuan was lost in vision, Hei Guaner frowned suddenly: "Old Meng, I will leave that guy to you. I will deal with these two."

"good"

Lao Meng responded, recalled the herd, and chased in the direction Ding Zihuan left.

"I can't stop it." Harichagai compared the situation: "The guy in the forest is still watching. With the strength just now, none of us has any chance of winning. Let's deal with that guy first."

After finishing speaking, he directly passed the herd of beasts, and went all the way in reverse along the trajectory of the bullets just a few times ago.

On the other side, Zhong Xiaolong looked at the direction Ding Zihuan was leaving, and then at the figure of Harichagai who had disappeared into the woods, gritted his teeth, and rushed in after him.

After a while, in the empty room, Chen Duo, wearing a white hat, carefully poked his head out of the room, and then left in a direction away from the village.

Before that, a text message had been sent to Jiang Xin from her mobile phone: I've made up my mind.

Squeezing out the stones from his body with real qi, and not knowing how to tap acupuncture points, Ding Zihuan gritted his teeth and bandaged the wound with torn clothes to stop the blood from flowing out.

All of a sudden, the smell of blood in the air weakened a lot, and it could no longer be distinguished by humans, but it still couldn't escape the noses of animals.

The sense of existence sounds like a concept, but if it is put into reality, it is actually similar to the invisibility of a chameleon. People have no shadows, but the ubiquitous smell in the air is like a guiding light.

Lao Meng doesn't need to see Ding Zihuan's existence at all, he just needs to let these animals with enhanced roars do their best.

In the successful pounces again and again, Ding Zihuan, who was covered in scars, finally stood in front of Lao Meng, his face full of self-mockery: "The animal trainer didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of the animal trainer."

Surrounded by herds of beasts, Lao Meng pushed his eyes: "Admit defeat, I didn't actually want to hurt you. You have many wounds on your body, and there is a treatment team at the foot of the mountain. If you continue to support your body, your body will not be able to bear it."

"Hey, hehe." Ding Zihuan looked at the wild beasts that had surrounded him, his heart was full of unwillingness, but in the end he could only sit powerlessly on the tree.

"Sorry." Lao Meng lowered his head, and Ding Zihuan lost consciousness after a beast roared.

The upper root device - Ding Zihuan, completes the control.

Looking up at the direction of the clarinet, Lao Meng thought for a while, sent some birds and beasts away, and led the rest of the beasts to the village: "How is the situation in the village?"

"It's not good." Jiang Xin looked at the battle situation: "I control [-]% of the strangers in the entire village here, and there are two people outside Jin Yongchou making trouble for me. It won't be over for a while."

"Don't dare to be distracted!" Jin Yong sneered, stepped forward with his feet, his aura was exposed, and his simple punches were directly printed on Minghun's body.

boom-

With a soft sound, the stellar qi obtained from the saint thief caused great damage to him in just one blow, annihilating many black qi in an instant.

"Made, I should have expected it!" Seeing this, Jiang Xin cursed secretly in his heart: "Ba Lun's Liuku Immortal Thief can kill that foreign God of Lao Shizi, this guy's stepping and fighting is the means of a saint thief , even if you can't achieve the same level, it's still okay to hit me, the soul of fate."

Looking at the life soul that has become thinner by an unknown number of times, Jiang Xin felt helpless in her heart, and could only hold down the earphone: "Feng Baobao, let's change it!"

"Wait a minute." Feng Baobao jumped up and down: "Wait until I get that wrench."

"Stop fucking wrench!" Jiang Xin yelled, "If I blow it out, I'll give it to you, you come and deal with this guy on my side, I'm not easy to fight."

"Oh." Feng Baobao stepped on the fly swatter transformed by Qiu Rang's Jin Ruyi, and then reacted to Jin Yong.

On the other side, Jiang Xin forcibly broke up the broken life soul, and then injected the power of Qi, God, and ghosts and gods to re-condense a new clone and attack Qiu Rang.

"Substitution?" Realizing that the opponent had changed, Jin Yongchou let the two of them guess something at once, the change of foot, and then he wanted to forcibly find his original opponent.

"Damn you, even your body protection magic weapon was broken by Feng Baobao, how dare you show your flaws in front of me?" The corner of Jiang Xin's mouth showed a hint of smallness, without dodging or dodging, he turned into an incorporeal body to fight against the enemy. Let the body shuttle out.

hum—

Qiu who was rushing forward made his head dizzy, and then, an unspeakable pain was born from the depths of his soul, and it spread to his whole body in an instant.

"Damn it, an attack aimed at the soul!" The veins on his face were throbbing, Qiu Rang's gold-plated Ruyi instantly transformed into a fully enclosed Hong Zhong and took a photo of himself, and then took out a spare passive body protection method from his bag device belt.

Unlocking the change of Hong Zhong, Qiu Rang looked up at the black soul of fate, twitched the corner of his mouth a little, took out a horn from the bag again, and grinned: "You are a soul, right? Try you Can you resist my air blowing!"

"My day!" Jiang Xin's face changed again: "These craftsmen are dogs, right! Why do they have everything!"

"I drop a wrench."

"I can't get it anymore." Jiang Xin, who was in the soul state, felt a little helpless: "Wait a minute, when Lao Meng comes over, I can free my hand."

(End of this chapter)