Dark Moon Era

But if there is no good news at all, it is not.

From the moment he pulled the trigger, Tang Ling saw another power—the power of a so-called pistol.

I only need to pull the trigger so small, at least the big snake shakes. Although a large scale has not been broken, it is also crumbling.

It really can't kill this big snake, but if it is used for delay, it is enough!

I only had seven chances to attack, which was repeatedly mentioned by Quark when talking to Tang Ling about the final details.

The stunner was still in the air, and Tang Ling's brain began to count again and again.

Plus your chance to escape, you need to delay at least seven seconds.

In the most ideal case, seven attacks will delay the snake for one second each time.

And each time the trigger node is pulled, it must be perfectly connected with the moment when the snake resumes its action. Without any error, it can be ‘perfect seven seconds’.

Only those who have experienced life and death know that even a 0.1-second gap can rewrite the ending.

最大 The biggest difference between reality and imagination is that if the imaginary world is a perfect 'vacuum', you only need to do everything as required, and the results will not be biased.

What is reality? It is full of impurities, muddy muddy can not see clearly, there are always too many uncontrollable factors to interfere with everything.

The desert eagle's attack cannot delay the snake for a second.

In fact, the fierce, flame-like impact attacked, leaving only this seemingly drowsy snake, paused for less than half a second.

Then, the rising anger, even Tang Ling who has not yet landed, can feel it.

In the dark, its scarlet snake letter kept on vomiting, emitting a hissing that made the brain feel irritable.

Then, Tang Ling saw a deeper level of anger in his eyes, complete anger!

At that moment, Tang Ling had a strange illusion. It seemed to sense that he had killed his six 'children'.

I heard that the sound of Sosso sounded in all directions, accompanied by a slight '蹭' metal collision sound.

That's the sound of stepping on the ladder, familiar with the strength of the footsteps. Tang Ling can also know that in the complicated calculation, it is his sister who took the lead in climbing the ladder—quark did not miss the appointment.

声音 This voice seemed to calm Tang Ling's heart with great warmth.

He is extremely calm.

He calmed down and watched the angry snake straighten his body. The fluttering tail smashed the masonry underneath lightly, and then it ‘stand up’.

I completely surpassed the ‘stand’ that Tang Ling understood, and supported the huge body with a tail of less than one meter.

Smoke and gravel fluttered with a horrible crushing.

"Actually funny." Tang Ling was completely calm, looking at the big snake standing upright with his head on the top of the tunnel, and it felt that it was very strenuous to stand up like this.

Regardless of the action of the snake or Tang Ling's thoughts, it is only a momentary matter.

The moment immediately after Tang Ling's idea came into being, he pulled the trigger again without hesitation.

Such a huge body has a precise instinct for childhood. Tang Ling, who hunts for a living, does not need to consider whether he can shoot accurately.

He even closed his eyes, raising his hand by instinct was a shot.

This is another unexplainable secret of Tang Ling. He is in extreme urgency and danger. Instead, he feels 'closed', and the attack by his instinct will have an unexpected effect.

This instinct is always inactive and inactive, but what level of battle can you rely on besides believing in yourself?

The shot was extremely decisive. Tang Ling, who had learned the lesson, remembered the words of quark and straightened his wrist.

That shocking power can finally be sustained, but a terrible fact has subverted Tang Ling's cognition.

The big snake stood up, it turned out to use its tail power to bounce towards itself.

Only, his own shot happened to be at the moment when it was ejected, and the whole body's power point interrupted its 'plan'.

It is difficult to imagine a scene of a giant catapult launching towards himself. Without this stunning attack, Tang Ling can be sure that the serpent doesn't need to do anything. With the force of the catapult alone, the huge impact force can make him a mess.

"Peng", the sound of the floor sounded, and the blood from Tang Ling's nasal cavity almost formed two blood lines in a gushing manner.

High-speed calculations have already yielded results, and the price is just that. The drowsy brain needs Tang Lingqiang to bite his tongue to stay awake.

There was no hesitation. Tang Ling's body and the snake formed a position of about twenty-nine degrees, and exerted force again, swinging towards the rear.

The serpent ready for an attack was interrupted in this uncomfortable way, letting its angry mood reach a new high again.

The thrust point of the puppet projectile was attacked, and its huge body could not be controlled to incline towards the wall on the right, and collapsed like a pillar. After half a second, it hit the wall fiercely, making a dull and violent sound.

As a result, the scales of the cricket were shattered by more than a dozen pieces, because the force of the impact this time was essentially the force it was preparing to eject.

Whistling wind whispered to his ear, but it did not affect Tang Ling's hearing of the second step on the ladder—it was her mother-in-law.

Tang Ling's mouth had a smile on his face, seeming to be at ease, but there was a hint of ridicule to the snake.

Why are you afraid of the emotions before it?

愤怒 Anger in battle is more scary than a fatal wound!

Sure enough ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The next snake that can control the body did not choose to eject again, but swam towards Tang Ling in an instant.

But according to the position where it fell down and the direction in which Tang Ling receded, such a swimming posture is doomed to be extremely uncomfortable, and it needs to be adjusted slightly.

Huge is not always an advantage at any time. This slight adjustment must delay more time.

A second passed.

"Fuck, here comes a large group of black-horned ziwen snakes, you better hurry up." A beam of light lit up, a crisp sound, and then the sound of the last person stepping up the ladder.

Is quark.

At this time, he opened the guy who could shine and threw it into the tunnel.

Tang Ming felt a little gratitude in his heart. Now that the snake group has been alarmed, there is light to have an advantage over his own battle.

Thank you for your distractions. After Tang Ling once again landed, he chose another angle and distanced himself from the snake in a backward way.

When he was fit, he shot again with his eyes closed, and this shot hit the second bending position of the snake body that was swimming, causing its body to move slightly.

But it is this position that makes it unable to continue to swim, only to pause again, the snake head can lead the body to continue.

He landed, angled, shot ... Tang Ling did everything in an orderly manner.

There was still a trace of cold fingertips, and I didn't know when it was completely warm.

A mood that belongs to fighting can start to boil in my heart.

The only trouble is that the big group of black-horned purple snakes swimming around ...