Lord of the World: I Became a Zombie

Okay! Come on, everyone!

Taking a deep breath, Bian Zong finished the blow, and the blood on his face faded a little.

Roaring to the warriors who were already concentrated in one place, he quickly retreated to the back of the team.

It was indeed a powerful blow.

The damage caused by just one blow exceeded the sum of the damage caused to him by hundreds of elite soldiers.

But such high output skills are not without cost.

This is only one of the problems, and the other problem is the consumption of the body.

Bian Zong returned to the back of the team, and even put away all the energy to protect himself from being swallowed.

Sit down in a protective cover spread out by the priest, and start to take out the props for energy replenishment from the props and drink like crazy.

Sir, you're trying too hard with this blow, aren't you?

A pleasant voice came, it was the powerful Archbishop of Faith under Bian Ying's command.

Bian Zhe turned around when he heard the sound.

The line of sight immediately caught her, the amazing amount of milk that was clearly discernible with the naked eye.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the adrenaline surged rapidly.

His eyes were bright, and it seemed that all the consumption just now was choked back by this big mouthful of milk.

It's amazing...

It is said that the highest state of milk is that no milk is better than milk.

My little baby Jasmine, as expected, has no milk in her hands, and her breasts... bah! I have it in my heart!

Cough cough!

Bian Zong was distracted, and he was really choked on the energy supplement.

He coughed twice and shook his head helplessly:

It doesn't matter, Jasmine, this is the best way to do it. After being suppressed and beaten for so long, why do you have to boost everyone's morale?

Hey... But you are always acting recklessly, and we will feel distressed.

Beautifully raised, Jasmine said leisurely.

Bian Chen's heart suddenly moved, and he reached out and wanted to grab Jasmine's little hand.

Will you feel bad for me? Haha!

It's the kind of distress that a courtier has for the monarch, don't think about it...

The little hand did not hold it, and was dodged by Jasmine.

At the same time, there was a slight blush on his face, and he said to Bian Zong unhappily.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Bian Zhe raised his hand awkwardly in the air.

But as Jasmine was gone, the cold touch of that little hand was also getting further and further away from him.

Yeah, this one seems to be milky again.

Just then, a message came from the alliance.

That was Bai Xiaochuan's complaints, and Bian Xing was even more depressed.

He sighed helplessly and looked into the distance with a sullen face.

Seeing that Bai Xiaochuan was also looking at his position from a distance, his face was full of unspeakable banter.

Go aside, don't talk nonsense!

Bian Zong had no choice but to reply in it.

Bai Xiaochuan in the distance laughed, and the chat channel message was updated:

I'm talking nonsense? Why didn't you take a look, you've all stayed here!

what?!

With a subconscious exclamation, Bian Zhe hurriedly wiped his lips.

But it turned out to be deceived.

Gloomily glanced at Bai Xiaochuan again, Bian Xing had mixed tastes:

War! Talking about love between children!

angry reply.

Soon the news of Bai Xiaochuan also came:

Brother is thinking of you, but you still scold you? That's not enough brother! Humph! Even if you take your attitude, I will never tell you that Jasmine is just a slobber.

what?!

Another exclamation.

Bian Zong was suddenly a little stunned.

After reading this message several times, I replied weakly:

Old Bai, tired of rubbing... What is it?

Shit! You don't even know how to practice Aojiao? Then you're still picking up girls? Hey...this level is too far away, I still have time to teach you. Look, the warriors have already succeeded.

Bai Xiaochuan was really disappointed.

But in Bian Xing's effort to replenish energy and distraction, the attack of the psychic warriors has already had an effect.

The four major alliances are assembled, and there are more than 5,000 psychic medium warriors in total.

They did not know at this time what kind of energy formula was applied to the saber.

I saw that every time they flew up and slashed the sword, the plasma on it would quickly extend to a length of more than ten meters.

But even so, the energy intensity on the beam still showed no signs of decay.

One after another sword marks deepened as the wounds from Bian Zhe's bombardment continued.

It seems that it won't be long before this tentacle will be completely disconnected under the violent offensive.

Okay...I'm almost recovering. Anyway, what kind of arrogance you said...I'll ask you for advice after the battle is won.

Bian Zong admits a coward.

Of course he also yearns for love.

This is a different emotion than lust.

Compared with those things that can't be blown away, he prefers this kind of meat that can't be caught.

Bian Zhe stood up from his seat, clapping his hands hard on his legs.

Take a deep breath and let it out slowly.

And with the completion of this breath, the rich energy around his body began to linger again.

At this moment, the last sword of the warriors also slashed the huge tentacles in front of them.

The empty feeling came, which was proof that the end of this desire was completely cut off.

It's really tough stuff.

I don't know how many times I've cut it, and even this wound is like a dog's bite.

But anyway, it's finally done!

And next, we have to deal with it changing into other monsters, right?

Thinking of this, all the warriors scattered around at the same time.

The moment when the monster appears is also the most dangerous time.

Without knowing the details of the other party, it is very dangerous to rashly gather incidents.

The end of which the end of desire was cut off fell from the sky and crashed onto the empty rocky ground.

With a loud bang, the entire tentacle also quickly curled up.

It's coming! Everyone get ready!

Bian Zong shouted and returned to his position in the army.

The energy in the body has not been fully recovered, but even so, there is still no pressure to fight a few desires.

Cancerous organs are the existence of the 8th order.

The tip is 7th order.

This is already an existence of the same level as him, and Bian Xian is not worried about what may appear.

The only thing he is worried about now is that the enemy that appears is exactly the same as before.

Phagocytosis, Desire Metabolites.

If that were the case, such numbers would indeed be a nuisance.

But this time, luck seemed to be on Bian's side.

With the breaking, curling, regenerating of the extremities of desire.

There was only one monster that appeared.

It was a worm-shaped desire that looked like a poisonous scorpion, but the poisonous needles on its body, six legs, front and tail were all condensed from countless tiny tentacles.

Without the tumor that used to be unique to desire cells, it is clear that this guy is much stronger than them.

This suddenly made Bian Zong even more excited, his eyes narrowed, and his attributes were opened:

Mutant Macrophages

Race: Desire Organs

Level: Lv55

Evolution Level: Level 7

Skills: Shadow Killing Lv10, Hypersensitive Body Lv10, Demon Insect Cuticle Lv10, Deadly Slicing Lv10, Desire Parasite Lv10, Divine Speed ​​Lv10

Characteristics: Super Desire, Pain Immunity, Mental Immunity, Abnormal Status Immunity, Spiritual Body Creature, Matter Devouring, Energy Devouring, Soul Devouring.