Chapter 1345 Attacking the Goal (Five)

The second trick came quickly: I saw the nightmare troll "Lu Chenguo Li Poland" - Lu Chenguo was the name. Instead of He Ming who automatically understands it as Lu Chenguo's Li Polan—countless heads swaying in the wind like wheat in a wheat field, the next moment is like a dark brilliance possessed, all the heads and arms are covered with armor, and at the same time, a deep black light shines on the entire huge The upper part of the body is shiny and hideous!

The next moment it fully rose, and with an incomparable bang, all kinds of forces became unprecedentedly ferocious and crazy, and finally fought with He Ming's sun as one, just like a sun on the border of two countries. A huge black giant fights. Occasionally, the black giant flashes with "dreamy" colorful colors.

It is also like a small green galaxy in the starry sky colliding and colliding with a medium-sized black, shining colorful galaxy.

Not long after, He Ming's pale light shot down, smashing, attacking and plundering.

Nightmare trolls are not surprised, because "plundering" is actually meaningless. According to lower life, for example, human beings on earth think that plundering other people's lives is simply a means of gods, number one in the universe, invincible in the world...

Don't sit on the earth and watch the universe.

In fact, it’s nothing more than boring. If your enemy can destroy the earth with one breath, how can you plunder the same kind to obtain unlimited physical strength and immortal immortality?

What else can we plunder without the earth?

Innate spirit oh? —Gas in space.

In the final analysis, "predation" is in line with a subconsciousness of human beings: to survive by eating.

But the more powerful life is, through eating and so on. It's too easy to "loot".

The nightmare troll didn't care about "looting", but He Ming entered the realm of a berserker. It suddenly became too much.

Perhaps the final battle state, finally played.

When He Ming gradually improved his incredible combat power, the nightmare monster made a sound from its own body for the first time, because many heads became sober at this moment, and immediately hated it, and uttered all kinds of words that were equivalent to the earth: "Bastard Eggs", "milk son of a bitch"... words.

There is also a lot of information in these consciousnesses, which shows that many heads were originally strong people, super life forms, great wise men... Anyway, they are not stupid.

And it was this body shot that became a member of the eternal nightmare troll.

And in order to preserve combat power,

These heads do not capture full minds. So the soul has to be preserved... it is very painful, because it is such a beautiful relief to die in the real universe.

To describe it in a sentence that people on earth can understand is: become a pile of shit, and still be able to think about life! Also fucking immortal!

So how... days feel like years? hurt dignity?

But the roar of the nightmare troll was like a fairy sound.

But if you listen carefully, it is very complicated. It can be said that life is full of flavors, from the emotion of a pure girl to the estrus of a stupid ant, from the heroism of a king to the lament of a wise man... It is very touching. Sadness flows like river!

And the composition of mere earth humans in it can be said to be: 0.

That is to say, the voice of higher life. The voices of the tenderest and wisest moments of life, all in one. Not made up of low-level idiots.

That’s right, if one could choose the voice of the holy and the great to be one’s own voice, who would choose the mere ant and the dung beetle who dedicated his whole life to a dung ball? ——In the life of a dung beetle, with a good dung ball, you can "do not worry about food and clothing".

The voice goes away like youth, which is sad.

The ruthless He Ming naturally rejected such frivolous things.

Even him. Now is not the time to listen to ditties.

...

The nightmare troll jumped up completely, revealing his true body. At this moment, He Ming was also taken aback. He never dreamed that the nightmare troll Li Bolan—more precisely, "Lu Chenguo Li Bolan" lower body. It's like a bunch of pregnant female spiders dragging their bellies.

And it's just the beginning. A disgusting start from numbness to curiosity...

One pile after another, one pile after another. It turned out to be like a jointed caterpillar, endless...

Hundreds of "big bellies" came out in one breath.

Then on the big belly, endless heads and arms grew out one by one.

How holy and moving the cosmic beings from weak to strong were before, but how evil they are all now.

The living bodies in the lower half, just showing their heads and before growing their own arms, all let out a very painful cry.

Obviously being pressed hard on the bottom all the time, in the deepest and darkest place, it is really uncomfortable.

Starting from one tenth of the lower half, the heads and arms of the other nine tenths are already very pale. In a full scan at a glance, He Ming noticed that the eyes on the head were completely blind, or The parts become hollows.

Apparently vision is no longer needed.

At the same time, the crazy consciousness in each head believes that any carbon-based monkey, even if it is superhuman, is stared at by the other party, or confronted by the other party, then it must be... the only result of a neuropathy.

The lethality of this crazy consciousness is really too powerful.

Especially if the soul is not strong - and the carbon-based monkey is so small that it is the last few souls among intelligent life, it is really... poor helpless!

...

The end of the tail shrinks step by step. At the end of the looming end, He Ming almost senses an extremely chaotic and huge dark force, and it is a very complicated and surging force...

It's like a mortal holding an atomic bomb that is ready to explode at any time, but this atomic bomb happens exclusively in a dream.

He Ming continued to improve his strength, the ultimate strength of this guy's tail - hey, it's still not as good as his ordinary strength!

So it was just a matter of time before I was crushed to death by myself.

negligible.

no need to worry.

At their level of strength, the other party's desire for a sudden small universe explosion is more nonsense than nonsense.

...

Just when He Ming had just completely completed the improvement of his strength, the nightmare giant took a deep breath, and a strange scene was born: no matter whether it was out of madness or confusion, whether it was out of ferocity or screaming, all of a sudden, countless heads Like a fool who was awakened by the Lord Buddha and turned into a genius, or like a fool who was suddenly awakened from sleep by the vajra palm master creditor with a slap in the face, the heads became extremely awake.

Then, almost at the same time, the heads showed an expression of indescribable joy.

In the next instant, everything about them, including their souls, was emptied and turned into a kind of energy.

Puff puff……

A big belly shriveled up, and all the heads and arms were completely turned into a layer of skin.

He Ming immediately understood what was the use of so many "big bellies" in the lower half of the nightmare troll: it turned out that the energy of the big belly was used to concentrate a blow.

The "big belly" has become extremely shriveled, showing a disgusting appearance connected by a super hard bone.

And these energies are naturally to deal with his genius child abs brother and serve Lei Feng well for the people.

"Useless idiot! It is impossible for energy to accumulate forever and undergo a super qualitative change. In my calculations, you are not a small threat! This is the last word from the uncle to you, so go to hell!"

After He Ming finished roaring, he opened his arms, behind him were wings that were not the real body itself, flapping crazily, the whole world began to turn upside down, he completely dominated the world, and then a real sun and the world fought together.

Boom!

This invincible energy penetrated the upper half of the Nightmare Troll, even though the latter was armored more than the diameter of the moon—half energy and half matter, such as the colorful and eerie nightmare matter. However, he was still easily pierced by this invincible force.

"Look at me piercing you!"

There is no doubt that there is no threat, but He Ming is the most proficient in: throwing stones into a well; beating dogs in the water; slaughtering drowned chickens...

This is the excellent virtue inherited from the soul of the carbon-based monkey, and the charming and charming survival skills.

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