"Oh, the King of Hell let me go. Reincarnation is irresistible. I guess it will not be able to reincarnation anymore.

If the King of Hell goes to the wild battlefield in front of the Battlegrounds, please help me see that boy Hu Dan if you have time."

The feeling of oppression that penetrated deep into the soul made Hu Lei know that he couldn't escape this time. As for the son of the thug, Hu Dan, and his grandson, he knew that Hu Lei hadn't asked before.

With his grandson's mechanical talent, they would definitely be taken to the battlefield to use it. Fortunately, Hu Lei had already made plans and only let his grandson learn mechanical skills.

It is also a target of protection on the battlefield, and it is also a logistical work.

Just at a height of less than 10 meters, the pale but delicate little arms emerged from nothingness, and the delicate finger palms gave birth to another half of the arms, growing one after another.

Round after circle, the dense arms were like a huge wreath.

In the dry, black and wrinkled palm inside the flower, a bloody eye opened, and bloodshot in the bloody eyes filled the bloody eyes. As they turned, they stared at the small snail being running.

The pupils contracted like a black dot, and the bloody blood in the whites of the eyes, which were surrounded by black air, was expanding and squirming, as if they were about to break their eyes.

The dry palm that was like an old woman, if you look closely, it seems that all five fingers were broken, and the eyes of the palm locked the target.

The dark and shiny claws broke through the skin from their fingertips and grew out.

In the Mercedes-Benz Screw, Zhou Zhiwei scanned the surrounding spiritual consciousness. When he was stared at by the bloody eyes, he only felt that he was in the sea of ​​fire and his imagination was consuming wildly.

From 68%, it fell directly to more than 40%. This was a matter of the blink of an eye. The spiritual consciousness retracted the brain core and was still consuming imagination wildly. It didn't stop until 12%.

This made Zhou Zhiwei feel a little horrified. What would happen if he had exhausted his imagination?

This made him unimaginable.

"Take care!"

Zhou Zhiwei quickly poked out his spiritual sense, and said heavy words on the Hu Lei lying on the brain nucleus, and quickly took them back.

Seeing that the data provided by the smart brain has not changed, it is enough to breathe a sigh of relief and not decrease.

It was not optimistic to find Lao Hu's situation and began to be caught with blood remaining on his body, burning on Lao Hu's body, with flames about half a foot high.

This is the result of Lao Hu cleaning up just now, otherwise his whole body was burning now.

Although I don’t know what the pain of burning the soul is like, when I saw the blood-red flames that were higher than half a foot on Mr. Hu’s forehead, Old Hu had a calm attitude.

Zhou Zhiwei felt that it was necessary to tell him first and knock out the flames on his forehead.

The next moment.

The void was coiled into a flower-like hand circle, which seemed to have never moved, but it was always on the top of the Mercedes-Benz Small Screw. If it weren't for the Mercedes-Benz Small Screw floating from time to time, causing the flowers on the grass to sway, I would have thought that both things were still.

The hand rings stacked layer by layer, with the swelling and dry hand claws gradually expanding in the middle, grabbed the Mercedes-Benz Screw at the Mercedes-Benz Screw at a very fast speed and dived down.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a Mercedes-Benz snail, drying and expanding, and it looked like a skeleton-like claw.

It looks like the essence, but it is like an illusion through the shell, as if it wants to burst Lao Hu and Zhou Zhiwei's brain core together.

"Damn it! What the hell!"

A chill rushed towards the brain nucleus, causing the blue flames in the brain nucleus to sway, as if they were about to be extinguished at any time.

The chill made Zhou Zhiwei feel that his whole thoughts were frozen, and he couldn't help but curse. It seemed that only in this way could he become stronger and break the freezing feeling.

"Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. Lao Hu finally let go!"

Zhou Zhiwei opened the steel frame of the chassis again. As the steel frame poked into the ground, the entire Mercedes-Benz Screw jumped high for a while, and flipped a few times in the air and drifted several times after falling into the ground.

Run towards the direction of unknown southeast, northwest and north.

The one behind him was made up of dense arms like a python, and followed it faster and faster. The dry claws seemed to expand again.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived inside the Mercedes-Benz Screw again. At this time, Zhou Zhiwei directly let out Lao Hu and fell behind the car like a kite.

As he braked and drifted from time to time, Hu Lei, who was tied to it, began to doubt his life. He had the urge to use scissors to cut off this neuron.

But when I saw the dense palms, arms, and the dry palms that were almost the size of two people in the middle, the blood-red feeling of resentment and bloodthirsty eyes that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Decisively dispelled this idea.

Just shouted, Brother Hell, come on! However, the dry palm doubled, blocking the moonlight in the sky. The huge palm prints on the ground directly covered the whole body of the Mercedes-Benz Snail, and the shadow seemed to be visible to them.

And the huge and dry palm behind him, the moment the huge palm was slapped.

A metal tower not far away shot out strong infrared rays, directly locking the Mercedes-Benz Screw. At the top of the tower, a round but tank-like artillery barrel was filled with.

On the high tower, a huge strong light came, accompanied by the sound: "Can you have a certificate? Data can be transmitted within 5 seconds? Otherwise, if the machine has no certificate, you will be killed without mercy!"

As for this sound, Zhou Zhiwei couldn't hear it. Now he didn't dare to show his spiritual sense, for fear of burning it out. Don't look at Zhou Zhiwei's awesome driving, it was all repairs maintained by imagination.

Otherwise, the Mercedes-Benz Screw would have fallen apart and the tires would not know where to fly.

Now the imagination is only 6%, which is still in the runaway life and death. It seems that due to excitement and emotions fluctuations, the ability to recover imagination is faster, so it can be supplemented and consumed.

At the moment when the strong light comes.

The dry and huge palm seemed to froze, but the strong light passed through the palm, and the basketball's large aperture locked the Mercedes-Benz's small snail followed.

At the moment when the sense of crisis came, Zhou Zhiwei didn't care whether the motor could withstand the impact of current. The current was released and the resistor was gone.

Change to a thick electric coil, and the power on the watch is almost 3% of the consumption per second.

The speed of the Mercedes-Benz Little Snail soared at that moment, allowing Zhou Zhiwei to enjoy the feeling of flying. The strong light shining from locked was vaguely unable to keep up with the speed.

Lao Hu, who was pulled by the neurons, also survived the death. The bloody flame on his body seemed to be wiped out by the crazy slap of the sharp claws.

The dry hand failed and expanded again, but it became more and more like a skeleton. The dry and pulled skin was like a pair of sickle claws, and it seemed to be about to tear the corpse of the hindrance in front of it.

In the huge bloody eyes, anger, resentment, and murderous intent almost overflowed.

When he saw the black and white forest ahead, there was a hint of fear in his eyes. It put away the thought of the play, and the delicate arms behind him split and rushed towards the Mercedes-Benz Screw.
Chapter completed!