Chapter 689

The strange baby seemed to feel it and put out his tentacles in front of him.

Pooh!

The tentacle broke at the sound, and the blade was castrated, leaving a long wound on the purple black flesh face.

"You dare to cut me, we're not together."

The strange baby was so angry that he stopped the colorful light column, and more than 100 tentacles rushed at Diana with teeth and claws. The latter quickly stepped back, waved the sword edge and cut off all the tentacles.

Suddenly, the shadow in front of him disappeared, and there was a terrible smell behind him.

No!

Diana trembled and instinctively raised her shield.

The ferocious baby raised his fleshy fist and smashed it down from top to bottom.

Bang!

The fist collided with the shield and burst into seven colored lights. This energy is too huge, far beyond the bearing range of the shield. Part of the energy is absorbed, but more are exploded in front of the body like shells.

The nvwushen armor had large cracks. Diana vomited blood and fell straight down.

The gap is too big. I thought the strange baby was a little stronger than the general gods. Unexpectedly, it was so.

"Dare to provoke me again and beat you to death."

The strange baby raised his fist and snorted angrily. Before his voice fell, there was a black light in front of him. The endless black light came from the darkness like a light piercing the sky and disappeared into an unknown corner.

The strange baby lowered his head numbly, and a blood hole appeared in his chest. The wound was black, and the power of death lingered on it, constantly penetrating into the interior.

"You... You... Human, ah!!!" it shouted madly, "why did you hurt me, you all deserve to die."

Clark put away his soul eating bow and rushed forward quickly.

The angry baby screamed and rushed up. It would teach mankind a lesson that will never be forgotten.

One large and one small, two completely asymmetric bodies collided with each other, and the annular shock wave exploded to form an air wall.

Clark clenched his hands and hit the internal organs, which made the strange baby bow up. Then there was the upper hook, but it was blocked by the fleshy arm. Clark immediately changed his move, sprayed high-temperature rays in his eyes, burned the other party's eyeballs, and he was pulled out by his tentacles.

More than 100 tentacles hung across the sky and were drawn from all directions.

Clark took a deep breath and raised his senses to the limit. In an instant, time seemed to stop flowing, and his extremely fast tentacles seemed to turn into snails. He could even see the ferocious expression of the strange baby and the excitement in his eyes.

The phantom flashed through the air, shuttled back and forth between the tentacles, came to the strange baby at the speed of ghosts, pulled out the short knife and stabbed it with a stab. The blade pierced the skin, and the toxin penetrated into the blood and flowed everywhere in the body.

If in the past, Clark would never attack his opponent with a slightly inferior means of poison, he can't control so much at this moment.

In order to kill the mother, Luke and Ron gambled their lives. Diana was already injured. At this time, it was even more injured. Only he and only he could stop the progress of the strange baby.

The acute poison on the short knife is prepared for the gods, and Rao is a strange baby. When the toxin flows along the blood vessels to the whole body, the limbs become extremely heavy as if filled with lead, and the tentacles lose control and droop softly.

"It's so uncomfortable and painful. You did it, human."

"You... You poisoned!"

The strange baby seemed unable to believe it. He watched the purple black skin turn pure black, and the toxin had spread outward through the blood vessels.

Clark didn't hesitate and took the opportunity to attack wildly.

The iron fist hit down like a mountain, one fist after another. Each fist left a meat pit on the strange baby. The latter screamed in pain. His tired body couldn't exert its strength at all, so he had to use his space ability to flash to the distance.

"Don't try to run."

Clark chased after him. He had no blood sense like the mother, but he had extraordinary vision and senses. As long as there were no obstacles around, he could see no matter how far away.

They chased each other and staged a new escape.

A moment later, the baby suddenly turned around and looked at this side fiercely,

"Human, you make me very angry."

Clark smiled bitterly. Sure enough, the toxin didn't have much effect. Even he could resist it, let alone the monster integrating hundreds of divine blood.

"Die, man."

The baby opens its mouth and ejects a giant energy gun.

Clark leaned aside, the roar came from behind, and his eyes were more firm.

Since you can't kill it, hold on until Luke and Ron succeed.

……

The soul world is different from the real world. There is no physical law. All existing things are the embodiment of will and thinking.

The sky here is green, like burning, but the ground is white and jagged. At a glance, the earth is white and full of bone debris.

Several figures composed of bones talked and laughed in the air. When they saw Luke, they immediately showed their tusks and turned into evil spirits, and then they were hit to pieces by lightning.

Luke looked up at the sky, then turned to the earth, and the green fire burned behind him, forming an endless sea of fire.

"Come out, I know you're down there."

The ground cracks, hundreds of tentacles rush out of it and float under the sky. The tip of the selling tip cracks like petals, revealing familiar figures. Unlike before, these people all have complete bodies.

Princess hanyue, Artemis, ancient Tibetan Buddha, double pupil female, white pupil female, God of Shang ruins, God of wind, God of beauty, etc;

Hundreds of gods appeared at the same time, looking at Luke from all directions.

At this moment, Rao was Luke ready to fight to the death, and he couldn't help taking a breath.

The gods in the strange baby's soul world are just illusions, but these guys are real ghosts.

No wonder she has no personality consciousness. How can so many spirits gather together to produce self-consciousness.

Luke calmed down and asked seriously,

"Which one is you?"

"What do you say?"

The cold moon in a flowing fairy skirt spoke first, "which one do you think should be me, or neither."

Artemis stepped forward,

"Man, you're in the wrong place."

An Unknown God said,

"Your soul is very strong. Unfortunately, there are 583 gods here. Each God has different abilities. Human beings, you have no chance of winning. Surrender and give in to us, otherwise this will become your burial place."

"Sorry, there are a group of women waiting for me to go home."

"They would be very angry if they knew I was the ghost under your skirt."

Luke stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest. His five fingers stabbed into the vortex like a knife. The vortex expanded outward, and he could see a burning green world.

Flame, ubiquitous flame.

The world is burning. In addition to fire, there are ghosts howling in the fire. They are not only fuel, but also green inflammation itself.