Chapter 1909： Easy victory

"What a ghost thing, how is it so difficult?"

The sudden appearance of black mucus, the demon hunter's offensive was blocked, and could not go any further.

Looking into the distance, there is a wave of black in front of us, and waves are constantly coming in one wave.

After being close to the demon hunters, they suddenly accelerated, making it impossible to escape.

In desperation, they can only continue to retreat, looking for a solution to the problem.

A demon hunter looked at the black mucus that came from a constant stream, and was so scared that he quickly put the shield in front of him and cursed it.

Unfortunately, the shield can only block a very short period of time, and soon he will have to continue to retreat, which looks embarrassing.

A hunting demon next to him was evasive, and it was stained by the black liquid, and he couldn’t get rid of it.

"Quickly wipe, the speed is a little faster, it’s too late to be late!"

The demon hunter next to him saw a loud reminder of the color of concern.

The two demon hunters have a very good relationship. I really can’t bear to watch the old guys lose their lives and go to help.

"Let's go back soon, don't worry about me."

Seeing that the companion tried to rescue, the demon hunter sticking to the mucus quickly stopped, and quickly retreated to a safe area.

At this time, look at the area contaminated with black mucus. The face of the demon hunter changes, and the brow is tightly wrinkled.

The speed visible to the naked eye, those black mucus that become the mycelium of the bacteria, are constantly drilling into the skin.

They squirmed on their legs and looked like they were blown by the wind, halfway through the blink of an eye.

The demon hunter saw it and was scared to keep scratching his hands. Who knows that the worms touched the palm of his hand and even touched his palm.

"Damn, who will help me?"

In desperation, the demon hunter kept calling for help from the surrounding demon hunters, trying to make them think of ways.

Everyone has a hard time, but they have no way of doing this weird thing.

"Stabbing..."

The infected demon hunter has no help, and can only do it himself, pulling the sleeves and legs down.

At this point, the black worms have already penetrated into the body, and are following his blood vessels, constantly rushing to the heart.

Where the insects pass, the vascular meridians have swollen and become a black-black grid.

"Cut your hands and feet, otherwise you can't die!"

Seeing that the demon's arms and calves are black, his friends loudly reminded that there is obviously no better way.

Just after cutting off your hands and feet, even if you put on your prosthetic, it is definitely not as flexible as before.

Even if he is alive and leave the battlefield, the career of this demon hunter will end, which may be the most painful thing.

If you want to continue your dreams and hopes, you can only cultivate an apprentice to inherit the clothes.

Although this is cruel, he has no choice.

"come on!"

The infected demon hunter made up his mind and shouted at his companion, then closed his eyes in pain.

"Knocking my teeth, my knife is sharp, it won't hurt..."

Although the friend is unbearable, he still raises his sword and cuts his calf.

This is to save lives and cannot hesitate.

With a knife, the cold light flashes, and the calf will be cut off.

Who knows that when the sword touches the skin, suddenly there is a change, and the white flame that originally attached to the sword has skyrocketed.

Then I saw the flame, suddenly split a trace, and directly into the body of the demon hunter.

"I'm not right, stop!"

After seeing this scene, the infected demon hunter immediately thought of a possibility, and quickly opened his mouth to stop companion, while struggling with a knife.

His companion was also shocked, but with the power control skills of the people, he still took the knife at a critical moment.

"What, you regret it?"

The companion asked anxiously, and thought that this guy regretted and didn't want to miss his foot.

If you hesitate to continue this way, you will not be able to keep your life.

"No, you look at it, the flame is coming into my body!"

The infected demon hunter quickly reminded the companion that his face was full of surprise expressions, and he looked at his calf intently.

As the white flame entered, he felt the coolness of the shower, and the black grid-like traces on the skin had receded like tides.

"Yes, this kid is saved!"

The companion also noticed this scene, and the excitement screamed, apparently happy for the old friend to escape safely.

At the same time, his heart was secretly scared. If the old friend did not respond quickly enough, he had already cut his leg.

"Thank you, Lord Tang Zhen, if it was not for him, I will be abolished in my life!"

After a sigh of relief, the demon hunter stood up and yelled at the surrounding: "The brothers who are contaminated by this black liquid only need to put the weapon close to the body, and the white flame will heal you."

Don't panic, don't take the risk of losing your hands and feet, otherwise you will regret it! ”

This reminder came very timely. Many of the hunters on the battlefield were infected with black mucus. They were still hesitant to cut off their limbs. At this time, they had better choices.

More hunters are inspired, wielding their weapons and slashing toward the black liquid.

The white flame is in contact with the black mucus, as the fire touches the white snow and instantly melts away.

The white flame that can ablate the servant has the same effect on dealing with black mucus, and it also makes the demon hunters get rid of the predicament.

Just as they were about to move on, there was a sudden bang in the ruins ahead.

Rolling black smoke rises to the sky, the plume is like a solid, reflecting a faint glow.

Among the thick black fog, there is a huge monster with huge size, and now it is making angry screams and waving its claws.

Just in front of the monster, Tang Zhen's figure shuttled back and forth, and the sword in his hand flashed through a cold mang.

Whenever a cold man appears, the monster makes a roar, and at the same time its huge body, there will be dark green blood jetting out.

The whole process is easy, and it seems that the devil in front of him has no threat to him.

Between the counts and the interest, Tang Zhen evacuated to the air 100 meters away. At the same time, the knife is in hand, coldly watching the devil who is struggling.

"Oh... human, you can’t open it for a long time!"

The devil's snoring carries endless anger and a thick unwillingness, and as the snoring sounds, its body breaks into countless pieces.

The scattered pieces of minced meat piled together and looked like a hill, emitting a **** smell that made you sick.

A trace of **** mist flew out of the body, condensed into a blood-colored crystal nucleus, and quickly flew to Tang Zhen's hands.

This method of condensing is far more rapid and more concealed than using red fog.

The demon hunters in the distance forgot the battle, staring at this scene, and the eyes were full of shock and excitement.

The real decisive battle did not use them at all. Tang Zhen once again killed the demon with a single shot.

Once again witnessing such a grand occasion, they are still full of blood, and the photographers who are responsible for recording are more excited and shaking hands and feet.

"Unfortunately, our strength is too low to qualify for such a battle."

A demon slayer sighed, and the hunter-gathers next to him heard the words and seemed to share the same feeling.

Although there are some regrets, the hunters have their own self-knowledge, and they know very well that they can't be the opponents of the devil.

The main force of the battle is still Tang Zhen, they are only responsible for assistance, but even so, they still die for a lifetime.

The Battle of the Demon, at this time, is only a prelude, and the future battlefield will be even more dangerous.