A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　 "Too many people blocked you last time, and you got a chance to cross the bridge."

　　 "Now, Mr. Palmer has abandoned the dark cast, and the three ancestors have sent a hunter squad to help."

　　 Frankly speaking, upon hearing this implied sarcasm, the blood ancestor was not only not angry, but somewhat regretful.

　　 Before that, even the loyal dog Ehorst looked down on Palmer, let alone him.

　　 And the problem is precisely here.

　　 I don’t treat my partners as human beings, and I’m talking about and drinking, but I don’t give them any benefit. It’s too arrogant.

　　Actually, there are not a lot of white blood in it, so Palmer can taste the sweetness, maybe this old guy will not betray...

　　 Fortunately, Quinlan didn’t know what the blood ancestor thought, otherwise he would definitely mock it:

　　 For thousands of years, I have been studying human mind and human nature, but I don’t even understand this.

　　 At this time, Lu Li threw the combat uniform to the ground, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, and he was immediately replaced by determination.

　　 "No one will come to rescue you now, besides, there is no surveillance in this ghost place."

　　 Inside the damp and smelly underground cave, under the gaze of Blood Ancestor and Kunlan, Lu Li suddenly heard a gurgling sound. It was bones reorganizing and blood rushing.

　　 And everything happened in peace.

　　 There was no howl of a wolf in the middle, and Lu Li was sober-minded.

　　When he fought in Arnhem, he had entered the wolf form twice, and each time he lost his mind, and he would straighten his neck and howl because of the beast nature in his heart.

　　 As for whether there are any other shameful second-level actions during the transition, Lu Li himself is not clear.

　　 Anyway, I feel good now, and my thoughts are very clear:

　　 It seems that the purifying effect of that drop of false holy blood is very good, matching the price, maybe it can be used to relieve the threat of bloodthirsty nematodes.

　　 "What the **** are you?"

　　 Looking at the werewolf in front of me, the blood ancestor felt unbelievable. It was born in the ancient times with many creatures, and even the saber-toothed tiger has been seen.

　　 But, the blood ancestor can guarantee that there is absolutely no such creature in the world.

　　 Subconsciously, it parasitized in Sadhu's body and inherited the memory of the other party, thinking of a possibility:

　　 The great gray wolf that was looking for?

　　 But how can folklore come true!

　　 Unfortunately, there is no time for it to hesitate. At this time, Quinlan has stabilized the stumbling figure, turned into an afterimage and rushed up again.

　　 And Lu Li also moved. He stepped on his feet, and with a bang, the muddy ground he had stood on collapsed in, turning his whole body into a cannonball and rushing towards the blood ancestor.

　　 The force of flanking on both sides has been achieved.

　　 If the blood ancestor skills stop here, then it is doomed to failure.

　　 Between the electric light and flint, bursts of harsh and annoying sound waves came from the blood ancestor's throat, sharp and piercing, and became more and more high-pitched.

　　 Quinlan felt like a soldering iron was constantly stirring in his brain, and he couldn't concentrate at all. In this way, the strongest mixed race hovered in the air, and then fell to the ground.

　　 Lu Li was also affected, but a giant palm as big as a fan still hit the opponent and lifted it off, but the effect was far worse than expected.

　　 This is the special ability of the seventh ancestor. It can emit a high-frequency noise through the throat, making the creature lose the ability to resist. That night, more than two hundred passengers on the plane died so peacefully because of this reason.

　　 "You are special. Your body is better than the giant Sadhu. It is the best container in the world."

　　The blood ancestor struggled to get up from the ground, looking very embarrassed——

　　 Several ribs pierced the flesh and exposed to the air.

　　 In fact, Lu Li, who turned into a werewolf, wanted to tear off its throat and pull out all the thorns. As a result, he was disturbed and dizzy, so he could only shoot downwards.

　　 Facts have proved that the effect is good.

　　 However, the blood ancestor didn't care. It raised its slender and sharp hand, pointed to Lu Li and grinned and said, "This body will carry my will and my soul."

　　 seemed to regard the completely werewolf Lu Li as his bag.

　　 Of course, being cautious, it never dared to stop releasing sound waves, and its throat kept bulging and vibrating.

　　Quenlan, who was lying not far away, was pretending to be dead. Although he was able to continue fighting, he did not do so. He just put his hand into the windbreaker.

　　 In order to kill the blood ancestors, he didn't even care about his life, he still cared about a fair duel?

　　 The next moment, the gunfire sounded!

　　Uzi mini submachine gun.

　　 In less than one second of the trigger time, all 20 bullets in the magazine can be fired. As for the huge cohesive recoil, in Quinlan's hands, it is not a problem at all.

　　 As the oldest beast and predator, the blood ancestor is intuitive and dodges instinctively.

　　 The silver bullets whizzed, smashing the windbreaker to pieces.

　　 Almost at the same time, a black shadow rushed towards Lu Li from the air, fast enough to leave the air breaking through.

　　 The blood ancestor didn't care about Quinlan's attack, even if a few bullets hit its body, leaving wounds that were difficult to recover.

　　Because the mixed species cannot be infected, cannot become a host, and bear the mother worm.

　　 What's more, the appearance of Lu Li really gave the blood ancestor a surprise: majestic and powerful ~www.readwn.com~ In contrast, Sadhu, who suffers from giantism, is not worth mentioning.

　　 The pungent fishy wind rushed forward, and Lu Li couldn't retreat and counterattack, fighting with the blood ancestors.

　　 Next, there was endless rumbling in the dark cave. It was the movement caused by their twisting together and fighting wildly, their bodies colliding and hitting the rock wall.

　　 At this time, Lu Li's fighting spirit was so high that he could fully control the joy of his final form, making him a bit lost, as if raising his hand could tear everything apart.

at the same time.

The blood ancestor complained repeatedly in his heart. After several collisions, it was beaten to blood and blood. He thought that the bloodthirsty nematode could penetrate into the opponent's body, but the fur covering the outer surface of the body is comparable to stab-resistant clothing. No matter how the nematode twists. , Are unable to obtain a breakthrough.

　　 Fighting is a very short-lived event, so it cannot be delayed.

　　 The blood ancestor has red eyes.

　　Since the bloodthirsty nematodes can't break through the fur, send them in. As long as the opponent is infected, the situation can be reversed!

　　 With a roar, the body spouted from its throat, as fast as lightning.

　　 In an instant, all the noise was suppressed, but it was not the sound of the tongue piercing itself, but the air. When the speed exceeded the speed of sound, it would pull the air and make this scream!

　　 However, the desperate decision did not yield results.

Under the blessing of 　　 Holy Blood, Lu Li is not an irrational beast, he is also waiting for the opportunity.

　　 No matter how special the blood ancestor is, it has a fatal weakness just like an ordinary soul-returning corpse.

　　 Upon seeing this, Lu Li not only had no fear, but his huge wolf head showed a humane smile, and his voice sounded like gold and iron: "The strongest weapon?"

　　 The words fell, that thick piercing tongue was tightly held by him, and he couldn't make any progress.