Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1487: 、Ranger

Liu Wei'an understands one thing, it's not the "Emperor Corpse Sutra" in his body that hurt God Mao, the temperature of "Emperor Corpse Sutra" is high, but it's not enough to hurt God Mao, really hurt God Mao It's his blood. There is something in his blood that scares God Mao. It may be the curse of weeping blood, or it may be something else. Liu Wei'an is not sure, but as long as you know one thing, God Mao is afraid of him. Blood is enough.

Mao Shen is full of desire for his blood, but is also afraid, very contradictory. One side was unwilling to give up, and they continued to attack, while the other side was burned again, but they still did not give up. Liu Wei'an closed his eyes and carefully felt the situation in his body.

Blood boiling does not harm Maoshen. It is when Maoshen's hair begins to absorb blood that blood can produce damage. The hair spontaneously ignited, turned into ashes, and turned into wisps of black energy, which were about to evaporate. The "Dark Emperor's Sutra" suddenly moved, and a suction force appeared, instantly swallowing the black energy.

The black energy is very tenacious, unwilling to be swallowed by the "Dark Emperor's Sutra", and struggling violently, but it has already entered the urn, can it still escape? It was decomposed and swallowed bit by bit, and finally disappeared without a trace. Liu Wei'an's heart suddenly moved, and he realized the principle of God Mao.

Soul!

Mao God has no flesh and blood, but has a soul. Knowing this, he is not in a hurry and concentrates on feeding Mao God. He wants to try Mao God's limit. God Mao has too many hairs, and his blood volume is evaporating a lot, but he is not worried, the "Indestructible Inheritance Sutra" is running, vitality is stimulated, blood is produced in large quantities, and the flow is endless.

"What kind of power is this?" The strong man stared at the mass of pitch-black substance, unable to tell what it was, it looked like mist, but also seemed to be liquid, with his eyes, he couldn't see through it. The breath from the black mist startled him.

"Is the governor not in danger?" Zheng Li was a little worried. Liu Weian usually killed zombies with three punches and two kicks.

"It doesn't matter." Li Huishui said, if the black mist fluctuates violently, it means that the battle inside is fierce and the governor is struggling. Now that the black mist is silent, it means that the governor is in control of the situation.

"What kind of exercise is your governor using?" It's a big taboo to ask other people's exercise. Can trap the **** of hair.

"What's your name?" Li Huishui remembered now

, I don't know the name of the strong man yet.

"Yuan Xuejun, ranger." The brawny man didn't mention his name before because he didn't want to have too much connection with "Ping An Army". Always easy to respect.

"So it's you!" Li Huishui nodded. Rangers are not a profession, but a group of people. This kind of people walks alone in the rivers and lakes, without relatives and friends. They do things according to their preferences. There is no distinction between good and evil, right and wrong. Good rangers can stick to a promise for decades, and there are bad rangers who kill the whole family for no reason. Yuan Xuejun is a good ranger with a good reputation and is anxious for others.

Zheng Li has never heard of Yuan Xuejun. If the Immortal Cat is here, he must know Yuan Xuejun. The Immortal Cat was a mercenary regiment before. of a class.

If you bring someone with you, you are a mercenary group. If you disband the mercenary group, you will be a ranger.

"Haven't asked for advice yet?" Yuan Xuejun clasped his fists at Li Heishui and performed a quack salute.

"Li Huishui!" Li Huishui followed the ceremony of the hidden sect.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Yuan Xuejun was in awe. You Xia has always had respect for the Hermit School, and it can even be said that he is afraid. The hidden world sect is too powerful to offend, otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

People like rangers who have no status and background basically respect the disciples of the hermit sect.

"Your intestines are about to come out." Zheng Li reminded.

"Thank you!" The corner of Yuan Xuejun's mouth twitched, didn't he know that his intestines were about to come out? However, this is a battlefield, can anyone bandage him up?

"You go to the city, there is a doctor." Li Huishui reminded.

"Thank you!" Yuan Xuejun immediately realized that this is the site of "Ping An Army", not the wilderness. His thinking is still in the thinking of a ranger. He is alone in everything, and he handles it alone when he is injured. If he does not go to a safe place, he dare not deal with the wound at all. If he is not careful, he will be attacked by zombies. In fact, sneak attack by zombies is still a trivial matter , the most terrifying thing is being attacked by humans.

That's how many Rangers died.

The territory of "Ping An Army" is different. It has a complete battle formation and logistics services. You don't have to worry about stabbing in the back. Just when he was about to leave, the black mist suddenly subsided, as if the tide had receded.

It was astonishing, and with a whoosh, the scene inside was revealed.

Liu Wei'an stood still, with a calm expression on his face, while Mao Shen panicked and fled towards the distance. Looking carefully, Mao Shen's figure shrunk a circle, Yuan Xuejun still didn't understand what was going on~IndoMTL.com ~Suddenly I saw Maoshen divided into two halves. I don’t know how many hairs fell to the ground, and then shrank a large circle. Maoshen was only as big as a six or seven-year-old child. The speed of escape was faster, like a black shadow , was attacked again when he was about to sink into the crowd of zombies.

唰——

It was cut from the middle by some force again, a large piece of hair fell off, and the rest of the hair formed a black shadow the size of a basketball and disappeared.

"Hey!" Liu Wei'an took a step before and stopped again. Maoshen could endure two 'Swords of Nirvana' without dying. God Mao, however, this is not the reason why he stopped chasing. He found that God Mao's hair contained the essence of zombies, which meant that God Mao devoured not only humans, but also zombies. This is very interesting. If the seriously injured God wants to heal, he must swallow.

There are not many humans left outside the area occupied by "Ping An Army". God Mao couldn't find humans, so he could only attack zombies. With God Mao's strange ability, many zombies should have died.

He even had a plan to track down God Mao, give him two swords every once in a while, and let him deal with the zombies.

"Governor!" Li Huishui and Zheng Li stepped forward to pay respects. They both saw the traces on Liu Weian's clothes and were secretly startled.

"Thank you for reminding me, I am Liu Wei'an." Liu Wei'an looked at Yuan Xuejun.

"Ashamed, I didn't help." Yuan Xuejun said.

"Let's bandage it up first, let's talk later." Liu Wei'an said.

"Thank you!" Yuan Xuejun turned around and headed towards the city, simply and swiftly.

Liu Wei'an didn't return, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, two powerful zombies appeared in the group of zombies, one was a corpse-back demon, and the other was a golden zombie...

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