Doomsday Flame King's Natural Disaster System

Chapter 161
"Hey!!"

The creator's twenty tentacles danced wantonly, and the disintegrated stones of the stone giant were smashed into pieces by the tentacles.

The three groups of teams were ready, and Ouyang Chao suggested: "The second level mainly attacks, and the others help defend."

"No problem," Fang Zhi nodded. Six people, including Zhang Shan, Fang Qian, and Jiang Shangxian, stepped forward one after another. The rest were scattered around. Xiao Yu and others said they were helping to defend themselves, and more importantly, they were trying to escape as the creator. Time to stop it a little bit.

Zhang Shan wrapped himself in rock skin and shouted, "Let's go together!"

Fighting alone will definitely lead to death. Only when six people share the attack of twenty tentacles can they have a chance to hurt the maker.

Zhang Shan and Fang Zhi fought head-on, Jiang Shangxian and Jiang Shangyi separated on both sides, and Ouyang Chao led Fang Qian around behind the maker. This formation was exactly the same as before, except that there were two more people.

The maker's tentacles protrude from the abdomen, so there is no problem in attacking the front, but there are problems in attacking the sides and behind, because the tentacles do not have eyes, they do not have the ability to attack independently, and they still need the control and command of the maker.

After realizing that he was surrounded, the maker instinctively felt anxious, his head kept turning, and his eyes wandered between Fang Zhi and Ouyang Chao.After the previous confrontation, it obviously knows who can pose a threat to it.

"Whoa!!"

The manufactured tentacles were not divided into six as expected by Ouyang Chao and others, but divided into two sides. Nineteen tentacles wrapped around the back to block Ouyang Chao's wind blade, and No. 20 tentacles swung in front of him. against.

Zhang Shan's expression was dignified. Although the creator's tentacles were powerful, the scene of the creator piercing the scale armored zombie's chest was still fresh in his memory. Zhang Shan didn't think the creator's hands were weaker than the tentacles, and might be stronger.

From strong to strong, Zhang Shan still punched with all his strength, and the maker also clenched his fist to meet him.

"bump!"

With a muffled sound, the rock on Zhang Shan's right fist quickly cracked, and he took a few steps back uncontrollably, while the maker's fist turned gray, and then faded back to normal. There is no way to quickly repair the ability.

Fang Zhi's blood-gold spear pierced out at the same time. The maker's left palm turned into a knife and split the blood-gold spear. No. 20 tentacles shot out and pierced the abdomen. If Fang Zhi continued to move forward, he would definitely end up being pierced.

Fang Zhi fired the gun, and the maker popped out the tentacles to attack Fang Zhi's body. This made Fang Zhi neither attack nor defend, and he felt extremely aggrieved and uncomfortable. "I'll break your tentacles first!" Fang Zhi no longer attacked other parts of the maker's body , only staring at No.20 tentacle attack.

The blood gold gun circles or points, or picks or stabs, and the maker's tentacles follow suit, counterattacking in every way. Fang Zhi feels that he is fighting a guy with a strange spear.

The frontal attack draws most of the maker's attention. For the attack on the sides and behind, the maker just uses the tentacles to eat the damage, as long as it doesn't hurt the body.

Jiang Shangxian and Jiang Shangyi's cold iron rods whizzed, but the feeling of hitting the tentacles was the same as hitting the fat-covered steel, which was not painful or itchy at all for the maker.

The rest of the tentacles were waving in an unorganized manner behind him, not trying to attack Ouyang Chao, but just wanting to defend his own back, so that the creator could concentrate on dealing with Fang Zhi.

Ouyang Chao kept chopping out the wind blades, but the result was not much better than that of Jiang Shangxian. He could cut off the tentacles before, but now he only cut a few centimeters open, and it healed in a blink of an eye.

Fang Qian was fighting the maker for the first time. She was amazed by such a powerful and weird zombie. The long sword covered the maker's back continuously, leaving wounds, but the wounds disappeared before the blood flowed out. .

The six people besieging the maker seemed to be in full swing, and they fought vigorously, but Fang Zhi and others knew that they had no choice but to drag the maker until the captain Zhang Yan arrived.

As the battle continued, the dense blood mist around the maker gradually subsided, and Fang Zhi and others' expressions gradually became dignified. They felt that the maker in front of them was getting stronger and undergoing a mysterious transformation.

"clang!"

"burst!"

Fang Zhi let out a low cry, and the front end of the No. 20 tentacles of the maker burst suddenly, but before he could take back the blood gun, a large part of the broken tentacle suddenly grew, and then tightly wrapped the blood gun.

"receive!"

The blood gold gun quickly became thinner and shorter, but the tentacles were still tightly entangled. Fang Zhi failed to retract the blood gold gun, and his body was pulled to the maker instead.

Zhang Shan said anxiously: "Let go!"

"The gun is there and the man is here!" Fang Zhi's face turned red, unwilling to give up his blood-gold gun.

The maker blasted Zhang Shan away with a punch, then stepped up and slashed at Fang Zhi's head with both hands.

Suddenly a white light flashed, and the maker suddenly felt that his right arm could not be raised, and when he looked down, he found a pure white arrow appeared on his right shoulder.

The maker seemed to remember something that made its heart tremble, and it immediately pulled out the arrow on its right shoulder. Even so, the wound still glowed faintly, and a three-finger-wide hole appeared on the maker's right shoulder in the blink of an eye.

"Hey!!"

The maker turned his head and roared at Zhang Yan who was rushing over. Fang Zhi took this opportunity to restore the blood gold gun to its original shape. With a sound, the tentacles were severed.

Fang Zhi stood up and stabbed, and the bloody gun pierced hard into the maker's heart!

The maker grabbed the blood-gold gun with both hands. Fang Zhi had suffered a loss and would not suffer again. He quickly pulled out the blood-gold gun, and then pulled away the regrown tentacles.

When Zhang Yan arrived, he happened to see the maker attacking Fang Zhi. He immediately shot a Shuguang arrow and rescued Fang Zhi. Said: "It's only been a few days, and each of them has to break the third level?!"

"Zombie: Maker

Evolution Level: Level [-]

Comprehensive attributes: 94 (energy 19, strength 18, agility 19, physical strength 19, defense 19)

Awakening Talent: Touch of Evolution

Talent skills: absorb, infuse, deploy. "

Looking at the maker frantically flicking the dense tentacles, Xiao Yulong grinned excitedly and said, "This is the maker, very strong!"

While speaking, he released his strongest fighting state, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, his upper body muscles doubled in size, his body was covered by blue scales, his arms turned into beast claws, and before Zhang Yan could explain, Xiao Yulong seemed to be descending The fierce tigers rushed to the maker.

"Dad!" Xiao Yu recognized the man standing beside Zhang Yan at a glance, and finally seeing Xiao Yulong safe and sound, Xiao Yu almost cried with joy.

Zhang Shan got up from the ground, equally happy, "Captain Xiao, you are still alive, hahaha!"

The blood mist around the maker was completely absorbed, the wound on the left shoulder exploded and then healed quickly, and the twenty tentacles gathered back into the stomach one after another, and it suddenly let out a long howl.

Everyone could hear the joy from the whistle, the creator's attributes jumped again, Zhang Yan suddenly shouted to Xiao Yulong: "Be careful!"

(End of this chapter)