Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 616 So What About Ants (Part [-])
At the same time, the flames fired by Shen Chong also burned on Blood Nighthawk.

There were bursts of sizzling sounds, and bursts of white smoke rose from the woman in leather clothes.

It seems that although she is not afraid of the earth sword, she is afraid of the flame.

Although I don't know the specific effect, but at least it caused her damage.

The woman in red leather stretched out her right hand, and the part from her elbow had spread out and melted into a stream of blood.

The other end of this blood flow is naturally the "silk cloth" that traps Shen Chong.

"Damn it, really damn it!"

The leather-clothed woman looked back at her long flowing hair that was emitting white smoke. The originally beautiful wavy and liquid shape was slightly dried up, and a few stubbles were also separated.

Originally, in her eyes, Shen Chong was just an ant holding an earth element knife, nothing to be feared.

She had planned to go in and suck the blood before coming back to deal with this man and slaughter the ant, and the things on him naturally belonged to her.

She didn't expect that this person not only dared to take the initiative to attack, but even dared to chase after him, so that he hurt her hair.

"Mere ants, since you are really tired of living, then I will help you!"

She shrank her pupils and controlled the blood flow to tighten suddenly.

Shen Chong suddenly felt that his breathing was stagnant, as if being entangled by a giant python.

This huge force of Peiran was coming very violently, weighing more than tens of thousands of catties, and he had to use all his strength to compress it, and then tense all his muscles, and then he could barely resist it after wearing a leak-free battle suit.

Blood Nighthawk, who was about to continue advancing, turned around again, "Hey, you're not dead?"

She was a little surprised, this mysterious first-grade waste was more difficult to deal with than she imagined.

"Joke, is this your ability?"

At this moment, Shen Chong has completely fallen into the disadvantage, but he must not give in.

Even if it's just a few words of nonsense, as long as it can delay a little time, it's always good.

He shouted, but his body was also struggling desperately, but this blood-colored "silk cloth" was really weird, it was as soft as cotton and as soft as glue, but it was also extremely resilient, which made him useless, yet oppressed him all the time. looking at his body.

"Of course I am more than capable."

Blood Nighthawk thought about it for a while, and it was indeed like a stick in his throat for a person who controlled the ability of flames.

This place is closer to the capital of Shu, if the monster-slaying powerhouse from the capital of Shu is attracted, it will cause problems, it is better to suck up this person first, and then go in to find the delicious food.

Ever since, countless silk threads spread out from the red silk wrapping Shen Chong.

These silk threads are just like blood vessels, spreading along Shen Chong's whole body, and trying to pierce in from every place, but they are barely blocked by the leak-free battle clothes.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Shen Chong gritted his teeth fiercely, quickly shrunk down again, and stretched his seamless battle suit up and over his head.

Under the control of his mind, the collar of the leak-free battle suit was closed naturally, and now it was really seamless.

"You think I can't do anything?"

Blood Nighthawk is really fed up with Shen Chong, who has no strength, but relies on his powerful equipment to stalk him.

As she said this, her left hand quietly opened five fingers, which turned into a stream of blood and attacked the alloy plate.

The blood flow had just covered it, but two flames shot out from behind, and evaporated the blood flow.

"You're still here!"

She turned her head angrily, only to find that Shen Chong over there had fallen into madness.

The red silk sometimes swells and sometimes shrinks, like a butterfly struggling desperately inside a cocoon.

This is Shen Chong eating all three liver-explosive medicine Baizhan Pills at once.

For this Baizhan Pill, the entire southwest branch can get a quota of one pill a month. It took Shen Chong three months to set up ten hang-up scripts, and he grabbed them all within seconds of coming out.

As the name suggests, the general dies in a hundred battles, and the strong man never returns.

The effect of Baizhan Pill is extremely simple and crude, it is to overdraw the vitality, to obtain double the spiritual activity of the normal state in a short period of time.

In the instructions of Baizhan Wan, it is clearly stated that it is forbidden to take two pills at a time, otherwise it will cause serious injury or death, and it will inevitably leave indelible sequelae on the body!

Shen Chong: sequelae?What's that?Can I eat it?

Anyway, that's all he ate.

After the activity of the spiritual source increased, his strength soared, and he looked like he was insane.

Even if the others still couldn't break free, they could tear the red silk with both hands from time to time, shooting out two balls of flames.

Xue Yeying had no choice but to focus all his attention on him again. This time, the prefecture-level tycoon also became ruthless, and he stretched out his left and right hands, and the blood pillars transformed by both arms turned into red silk wrapped around the body at the same time. On Shen Chong's body, the tip of a blood vessel with double the amount crazily poked at the leak-free battle suit.

The No Leakage Battlesuit was hit repeatedly, and finally two pieces were poked in more or less.

"Suck you dry!"

The blood nighthawk screamed sharply, no longer retaining its strength, and red light burst out all over its body, illuminating the children's paradise as if it were daytime.

Shen Chong saw that the situation was not good, and he couldn't resist the suction of the blood vessels piercing his body, so he could only allow the blood to drain rapidly, and simply went forward instead of retreating.

With both hands, he punched Lingyun wave fist, bombarding the void again and again.

He wasn't aimless, every punch could bring out a ball of fire and hit the Bloody Nighthawk's body.

"What a strong vitality!"

Blood Nighthawk took a few sips, his eyes brightened, and he even felt that this person's blood was only slightly inferior to the smell in the room.

Anyway, if you don't kill this person, you can't eat with peace of mind. She changed her mind and planned to suck him up outside first.

Although the oncoming fireball was a bit annoying, Blood Nighthawk thought it was harmless, and it would be able to suck up the mere black class in a short time.

Unexpectedly, the two entered into a stalemate, and Shen Chong's blood was stronger than she imagined.

After 10 minutes passed, Shen Chong still hadn't exhausted himself, Xue Yeying even felt that he had sucked enough servings for a hundred people at least once!
She was covered in burns all over her body, and she had been hit by many fireballs one after another. A lot of her body made of blood had been evaporated. If she hadn't been nourished while being injured, she would not have been able to bear it.

Finally, two cracking sounds came from the red silk cocoon.

Blood Nighthawk smiled, the idiot's two flaming gloves were forcefully destroyed by him.

"Now let's see how you die! I want to see how much blood you still have."

Shen Chong in the big cocoon was not at all in a mess, but let out a long breath.

It's now!

The thinking space came out brazenly, re-enveloping him in a radius of several feet, and accurately positioned the blood that had been sucked away by him.

At this moment, in his "mind's eye", his own blood in front of him was slowly flowing through countless capillary straws, re-forming a human figure.

The arms of this human figure are still connected in their direction like tree roots.

Although a lot of his blood has been sucked away, and even completely fused with the Blood Nighthawk's body, the connection with him has not been completely severed.

As long as he thinks, as long as he is willing to put in enough mental power, he can still control the blood as finely as he manipulates his own muscles!
"Certainly!"

Shen Chong shouted in his heart.

In front of him, he was rejoicing that he finally pierced the blood sucker into his bone marrow, and the Blood Nighthawk, who was going to give him the final blow, froze.

"What's going on! Why can't I move!"

The next moment, the saber lighted up, and Shen Chong, who was holding the Diyuan Dao, broke through the "red silk" cocoon that had been finalized due to a short-term loss of control, and then shot forward.

He raised the hilt of the knife with his right hand, staring angrily.

He shouted loudly, "So what about the ants! You are the one who died!"

This time, the Diyuan knife didn't get longer, but opened like a fan.

Shen Chong held the huge fan in his hand and slammed it down fiercely.

The fan first collided with the door of the Blood Nighthawk, and fell down.

Boom!

In the end, Shen Chong held the handle of the knife with his right hand and pressed it to the ground, leaving a fan-shaped pit on the ground that was submerged half a meter into the soil.

He stood up again, and in the pit, blood was boiling and surging, but there was no breath of life anymore.

Blood Nighthawk, die!

Shen Chong was on the verge of falling, and he could only hold on to it so that he didn't fall down.

A blue gleam slowly floated from the blood plasma, rolling endlessly on the water surface.

Shen Chong was slightly surprised.

What kind of thing is unscathed under the Earth Element Saber?
He leaned down and grabbed the thing from the plasma, only to find that it was an envelope.

On the envelope was a letter: "Senior Ghost Dragon, from me."

(End of this chapter)