There was a burst of noise on the other side of the walkie-talkie, mixed with Yuwen Xuan's somewhat strange voice, "Ling Mo … don't die."
He was usually always laughing and joking, talking and doing things in his own way, even revealing a hint of mental illness.
But this time, the tone was completely different from his usual. It was a little … concerned.
Ling Mo was a little stunned, then laughed dryly, "I'm not used to you suddenly being like this! Okay, lure it over! "
"Then catch it!" Yuwen Xuan growled, then Ling Mo heard a "whoosh", a wave of heat came from the front.
A silhouette was directly ejected from the flames. With a "bang", the silhouette slammed into the wall. Relying on this resistance, the silhouette forcefully turned around while moving at high speed. "Brother Ling, this is the old granny you reserved!"
"I booked your sister! I just thought that you were actually a decent person, that was really my illusion … "
With Yuwen Xuan's interruption, Ling Mo's suddenly nervous mood relaxed. But he was completely unaware of his faulty wording … Yuwen Xuan's only cousin was already his, this was no longer a reservation.
He vented his anger towards Yuwen Xuan on the old grandma zombie's attack. Hundreds of spiritual tentacles shot out at the same time, densely surrounding the entire intersection.
The old grandma zombie rushed into Ling Mo's tentacle net without noticing, then felt a strong resistance coming from the front, blocking her way to catch up with Yuwen Xuan.
"Ah!"
A swelling pain immediately came from his temple, Ling Mo's eyes suddenly widened.
This old grandma zombie relied on a pair of small feet, the movement of running with small steps was very funny, but her strength was shocking. In order to stop her, Ling Mo had made full preparations, but the result was still beyond his imagination.
The instant spiritual power was extracted, it was as if someone had pulled one of his blood vessels and then pulled it out, it felt very bad.
Without waiting for the old grandma zombie to react, the other idle tentacles simultaneously materialized and launched attacks from the other three directions.
This was Ling Mo's attack plan against the old grandma zombie's agile movements, even the ceiling and the floor had spiritual tentacles emerging. While launching the attack, the massive consumption of spiritual power made Ling Mo's body weak, and he almost fell down. He quickly poured the Spider Queen potion in his hand into his mouth.
The old grandma zombie's strength was really strong, although she couldn't avoid it, the moment when the first tentacle pierced her skin, she suddenly squatted down, curled up like a ball, and hugged her head.
She was already skinny to begin with, coupled with her tough skin, Ling Mo's tentacles could only barely pierce through her skin. If she didn't curl up, Ling Mo could have attacked her weakness, such as her eyes …
"What kind of crouching defense is an old grandma doing!" A large amount of spiritual power was consumed with each attack, even faster than the recovery speed of the potion, but it still didn't cause any fatal damage to the old grandma zombie. Although the old grandma was covered in blood, in fact, she didn't suffer any major injuries at all. Ling Mo even concentrated more than a dozen tentacles to greet the back of her head at the same time, but after the old grandma zombie felt pain, she blocked the back of her head with both hands, and stuck her forehead to her knees.
Her hands were no different from a mummy, and when Ling Mo's tentacles hit them, they could make a dense "dang dang" sound.
"You're practicing the Golden Bell Iron Shirt …"
Ling Mo was also a little anxious, if this went on, his sneak attack would be useless.
Yuwen Xuan had just accelerated and had already consumed most of his physical strength. At this time, he was leaning against the wall not far away and gasping for breath.
He watched in horror as the old grandma zombie seemed to suddenly hit a transparent wall, and then a strange bloody hole appeared on her face. Then, she put on a crouching defense posture, and her body quickly blossomed everywhere, and blood flowed wildly.
"F * ck! He's so fierce! "
Yuwen Xuan looked at Ling Mo and just showed a smile, but he was stunned.
Ling Mo's face had become pale. Although he still looked calm, even Yuwen Xuan could see that his body had become weak, and even swayed back and forth.
"I said, the existence of the old grandma can easily kill all kinds of passers-by, from elementary school students to all kinds of passers-by. A touch is enough to make people commit suicide by poison. How can you stand it …"
However, even though he said that, Yu Wenxuan was still very shocked. At least his ability was like a small trick in front of the old grandma zombie, not worth mentioning, but Ling Mo was able to make a decisive move at this critical moment, and successfully caused continuous damage to the old grandma.
"No, if this goes on, my dignity as a brother-in-law will be gone …"
His words were not serious, but when Yuwen Xuan supported his back and straightened his back, his eyes had become very calm, and even a little cold.
At this moment, his temperament was somewhat similar to the zombie state of Li Yalin. This appearance was worthy of the title of the three captains of the Falcon Camp.
The calm Yuwen Xuan took a deep breath and slowly walked toward the old grandma zombie who was crouching.
He slowly opened his hands, looked solemn, and said word by word, "The soul of H, is burning!"
"Boom!"
Two balls of flames immediately appeared beneath his palms.
At first, the color of the flames was very ordinary, but as Yuwen Xuan's breathing gradually became heavier, the color of the flames gradually became pure and bright!
When a part of the flames began to turn blue, Yuwen Xuan was already kicking like a broken bellows.
Although his body was not affected much by the flames, his pants and a corner of his clothes had begun to burn, and the residue kept falling. His whole person looked like a burning man.
No wonder he used the line "burning the soul" to imply to himself. The flames that reached this intensity did indeed seem to be burning his soul.
"Ling Mo, I'm coming to help you!"
Yuwen Xuan roared, which was also to remind Ling Mo to pay attention and cooperate with him.
Ling Mo's attention had been focused on the old grandma zombie. At this time, when he heard the shout, he looked up and was suddenly shocked.
"F * ck, Ghost Rider Possession …"
But Ling Mo also knew that this was Yuwen Xuan's last fight. His physical strength was actually not enough to support him to release such a big move, but although humans were weak, they also had immeasurable potential. Adrenaline surged, and the probability of instantly transforming into a little monster was very small, but most people could try to hold on for a while in a situation where they were as tired as a dead dog.
The real difficulty was that in this obviously unfavorable situation, one could still throw oneself into it without hesitation, instead of taking advantage of the fact that one could still overdraw part of one's physical strength to escape.
The old grandma zombie didn't seem to feel the slightest bit bad, and she tried to roll to the side like a ball.
But how could Ling Mo let her do as she wished? More than a dozen tentacles rolled out again and firmly nailed her in place.
"Yuwen, hurry up!"
Ling Mo couldn't hold on for too long. In fact, he now had the urge to use psychological hints on himself.
Because the human subconscious had a sense of self-protection, after experiencing the severe pain of bottoming out, he would unconsciously avoid this situation from happening again. In other words, the less spiritual power he had, the more his subconscious would begin to control the intensity of his spiritual power output.
As for overdrawing … not to mention that it was too dangerous, he wouldn't try it, and even his subconscious wouldn't let him do it.
Some people might be able to avoid this situation after training, but Ling Mo wasn't one of them.
To temporarily do it, he might have to be like Yuwen Xuan and use some kind of strong psychological hint on himself.
"Don't let me become that kind of idiot!" Ling Mo shouted.
"Hey, calling me that kind of idiot in front of me … I'm very hurt, okay?!"
Yuwen Xuan's face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was trembling non-stop. He struggled to grab the two balls of flames, and then pushed them forward.
The two flames were like rocket launchers that directly rushed towards the granny zombie, and then exploded at the intersection. The raging flames immediately submerged the area.
At this time, downstairs, the figure who had just put down the two bodies raised his head and seemed to want to look upstairs through the ceiling: "Fighting so fiercely? It shouldn't be, aren't they just two human psychics? "
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