Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 64 Soul Out of Body
Hit the small, come the old?

The big silent event happened.

Guo Shengye looked down at the four different images, and then looked up at the giant butterfly.

The old one and the young one don't look like the same species at all!

Not at all!

Guo Shengye was splashed with their blood all over his body after fighting with the four elephants.

A strong bloody smell exuded from the whole body, from the inside out, and the giant butterfly came straight to Guo Shengye.

Before the giant butterfly approached Guo Shengye, the four images surrounding Guo Shengye scattered.

The four elephants hid in their original lair.

Guo Shengye was the only one left in the gloomy valley.

Guo Shengye stepped into the air with a few steps, and raised his knife to meet the first batch of butterflies that flew over.

The light of the knife flashed, and it would directly split the leading butterfly in half.

The "humming" of the butterfly wings became louder and louder.

"Horse rider, can you talk about hygiene?"

After landing, Guo Shengye looked at the attack rushing down in midair in disbelief.

Those are the arrows that butterflies spit out from their mouthparts.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, life-saving is dirty."

Guo Shengye waved the knife in his hand, almost forming a semicircular shield to block the rain of arrows.

Seeing this, the butterfly desperately flapped its wings and pushed the rain of arrows, making the attack more intensive and hasty.

He couldn't stand this dirty attack for a second.

Guo Shengye ran away.

He ran into the cave next to him and sat among the four heads.

He looked at the impotent and furious butterfly monster outside, and lovingly touched the big head next to him.

"It's still yours."

Guo Shengye said with emotion: "You monster beast world should cast aside such unsanitary dirty beasts."

"What if they get sick and infect you?"

"Now there is a lot of droplet transmission, you can't do this."

When Guo Shengye complained about these middle-grade monsters.

The giant butterflies actually landed from the sky.

Butterflies blocked the caves one after another, and began a brutal massacre against the four images that had no way to escape inside.

Guo Shengye was stunned.

Co-author This is not a family, this is an enemy?
These four unlikes are quite wild, even wilder than Guo Shengye.

When you meet an enemy you can't beat, call your original enemy and watch from the sidelines yourself.

But I heard screams coming from the hole next to me.

Guo Shengye was furious at the moment.

Si is not so cute and obedient, why kill Xiao Sisi?
The concrete golden cudgel flew into his hand from the gate of qi and blood.

A stick pokes away the sixth-grade butterfly blocking the entrance of the cave.

If you don't beat this [-]-Rank into the air, it will start spitting in the hole.

Guo Shengye came out of the hole again.

Waving the big stick in his hand, the blood on the weapon is faintly visible.

Every time the blood color flashes, it will definitely take the life of a butterfly monster.

But soon, the other butterflies stopped caring about the four images in the cave and surrounded Guo Shengye.

A piece of sixth rank surrounded Guo Shengye under the leadership of seventh rank.

I want to ask Guo Shengye how he feels.

That can only be...

Guo Shengye's black and white eyes were filled with blood.

Kill the red eye.

Either you die or I live.

Guo Shengye opened the treatment, with the idea that as long as you don't kill me, I will kill you.

Kill indiscriminately in the blue fluorescent light.

From time to time, it is blown away by wings, like a tennis ball on a tennis court.

But it is not important.

From time to time, he was stabbed by blood arrows, like a hedgehog whose thorns were pulled out and only blood holes were left.

But that doesn't matter either.

What's important is that Guo Shengye's dead air panel was forced to open the progress bar of closing the door.

Originally, the dead energy panel could use the energy of dead energy to help Guo Shengye seal the door together.

This time, he was forced to do so by Guo Shengye's suicidal style of play.

Level up in battle.

If he doesn't upgrade, the healing function may not be able to hang his life.

Kill a butterfly, progress +0.01.
Progress +0.01.
Progress +0.02.
……

Kill from day to night, and from night to day.

He didn't know how long he had been killed, but Guo Shengye's body was so numb that he could only attack mechanically.

In the end, only the progress bar and the blue butterfly remained in Guo Shengye's eyes.

When only Guo Shengye and the exhausted seventh-rank butterfly were left on the field.

Guo Shengye can almost be said to be a golden skeleton.

Relying on the healing function and the dead air panel to give him his last breath.

There is also the power of destruction used in the battle to feed back to Guo Shengye's energy, making him more courageous as he fights.

And the second door also slammed shut, feeding energy back to Guo Shengye.

The seventh-grade butterfly cursed four unlike monsters in her heart.

It sent mental power fluctuations to the human warrior countless times during the battle, but was ignored by the human warrior.

Seventh Grade Butterfly sent another "truce" tentatively.

Guo Shengye hadn't recovered from the battle, subconsciously said: "Okay."

Rank [-] Butterfly froze for a moment: "Stop the fight, you have killed all my clansmen, we will never stop dying."

Guo Shengye charged up again with the stick.

The seventh-rank butterfly also rushed over.

A wing hit Guo Shengye's golden cudgel, and the moment the golden cudgel was sent flying, it was held by Guo Shengye's hand bone again.

"How can you lose your weapon in battle?"

Guo Shengye said slowly.

Seventh Grade Butterfly: "He Tui."

Pretend to be a monster.

The blood arrow came towards Guo Shengye's face, and Guo Shengye raised the stick reflexively and sent it flying.

Guo Shengye used his mental power to fluctuate and asked: "What ethnic group are you? What is the relationship with Sixiang?"

Rank [-] Butterfly didn't understand why he was chatting, but still said honestly: "Fluorescent Butterfly, what are four different things? Is it that group of bo hao?"

"Is the monster hiding in the cave called Koma Raccoon?"

The seventh-rank butterfly grinned, with densely packed teeth in its mouthparts: "Yes, why are you asking these? When you are about to die, do you want to understand?"

Naturally, Guo Shengye procrastinated for more time for treatment and rest.

He really couldn't do it anymore, and asked again: "Then what's the relationship between you and Komaracoon?"

"Rations."

The seventh-grade fluorescent butterfly didn't want to say more, so it continued to flap its wings and launched an attack.

The blue light flickered and came towards Guo Shengye with a fierce killing intent.

The Golden Cudgel, which Guo Shengye poured a lot of destructive power into, met him without any fear.

Gold light collides with blue light.

The storm rolled, causing Guo Shengye to fly to the mountain, and the sound of the skeleton colliding with the mountain made Guo Shengye feel his teeth hurt.

Guo Shengye slid down slowly against the mountain, and the seventh-grade butterfly had already flown to the bottom, flapping its wings upwards.

Guo Shengye was unable to land and could only passively accept the attack.

"I'm convinced, this fluttering moth must have never played on a trampoline when he was a child."

"It's so pitiful."

At the moment when his consciousness was almost blurred, Guo Shengye still couldn't help but flick the sword.

Guo Shengye's body was full of dead energy, turning into blood and meridians, wrapping his body.

It's like never being hurt.

Guo Shengye closed his eyes and fell asleep. A huge illusory figure appeared behind him.

Obviously it is the image of Guo Shengye himself.

The figure opened its eyes, opened its left hand, and concentrated the weapon in its palm.

Been bound by human skin for too long.

It's also good to have a chance to come out to loosen your muscles and bones.

The seventh-grade butterfly sneered underneath, and the saliva in its mouthparts flowed all over the ground.

Small sample, it won't kill you.

However, when the seventh-rank butterfly raised its head.

A huge stick made of gray-black mist covered the sky and sun, and hit it head-on.

The stick was almost integrated with the gray mist in the valley, but its aura made the monsters in the valley extremely disturbed and disgusted.

The seventh-grade butterfly was smashed into a pulp with a stick.

(End of this chapter)