Not to mention the Youming Fuxing family's little thoughts, the gaping teeth has reached the limit of physical overdrawing. In theory, he can keep running. The problem is that the guy who is chasing him closely behind him is constantly blocking him. Various attacks fall on his body like raindrops, and open wounds on his huge body.

If so, Kuoya is willing to fight to the end. The problem is that Shuman and Xiao Ling fly shamelessly in the sky, bullying him and he cannot take off the air, and use suppressive means to attack long-rangely, and the aggrievedness of being beaten and not fighting back, which makes Kuoya's anger turn into countless roars and roar at the two of them.

No matter how many roars, it cannot cure the decline at this time. In the past, as the number one suspect in the world of destruction, he could fight with Xiao Ling on the ground. If Xiao Ling wants to kill him, he must come down to fight in close combat. But now, the suspect's hat has been removed, but the situation is worse than before, because Xiao Ling and the tree man need him to join the overall situation of saving the world.

Kuoya was tortured in the experiments, and his memory nerves had long been in chaos. He didn't even know who he was and could not calm the conversation. For him, there were only three kinds of people in this world, one was harmless ordinary people who could ignore, the other was Bengyungala who was used as food, which could be eaten, and the other was a stronger man who was stronger than him, who could not afford to be offended and could not hide.

It is precisely because of this that he does not act like a human, but more like a rebellious beast. What Xiao Ling and the tree man have to do is tame the beast, tame the beast like a beast, and then throw it to the battlefield of the Chaos God King.

"Stop, stop quickly, we won't hurt you..."

The tree man repeatedly shouted words to let Kuoya stop using a stereo-like treble loudspeaker. From the consistent tone, it can be concluded that the shouting was a recording played repeatedly. While he was shouting, he also threw a bunch of black and sticky substance at Kuoya, hoping to use this substance that stole from the clone of the Chaos God King to stick the Kuoya's legs.

"It's useless to shout these things. You can stop unless you knock him down. It's so noisy..."

The tree man's perseverance in persuading surrender caused Xiao Ling to be dissatisfied and waved out a sky-blue fireball. If a meteorite meteor hit the ground in front of Kuoya, it exploded with a 100-meter-diameter sea of ​​fire. Kuoya's huge body stopped immediately, and his steps intertwined, and he continued to run forward around the Kuoya's sea of ​​fire. While running, he also roared angryly into the air.

"You are not willing to stop? You are almost burning him. If it weren't, I wouldn't stop..."

The tree man had no hope of shouting to stop the tooth. The prolonged pursuit made him feel bored and he couldn't help but blame Xiao Ling. His two strange and deformed arms twisted out of the muzzle and erupted pure white light, just like a laser hitting the ground where the tooth was about to fall, instantly evaporating hundreds of tons of mud and sand, forming a large pit to swallow the tooth.

The big pit can only prevent the teeth from being cut for less than a second. The next moment, the teeth cut jumped out of the pit, moved its furry legs and ran forward faster. The fur on its body was full of burning marks, and some wounds were still flowing with blue or green blood. It was an anesthetic made by tree people with various materials. Fortunately, the teeth cut had strong resistance, otherwise they would have been pushed over.

This time, Kuoya no longer roared angryly. He had already realized his situation. As long as he didn't stop, the two bastards would not stop. But if they really wanted to stop, the fate would be even worse. It would be better to save some effort to continue running.

"Are you blaming me? Is it worth spending time for this idiot? If you want me, why not go to the Chaos Front fleet to make a fuss and destroy a few warships..."

Xiao Ling was unwilling to express his resentment. King Yingyu was in a terrifying embarrassment that broke out in his own destruction at the last moment. He and the tree people saw it. In his opinion, King Yingyu stole his own limelight. For today, he had been dormant for fifty years.

"So what if you destroy the Chaos Front fleet? The Chaos God King is not dead, and China is in a state of peace. There are rations for millions of people. The regret of the Lord of the Broken Star that day..."

The tree man was not as anxious as Xiao Ling. He knew that he could not care about the temporary pleasure of dealing with the Chaos God King. The Chaos God King was the source of the catastrophe. Only by killing the Chaos God King could he completely solve the hidden dangers of China. He happened to have a plan for this, and this plan took up a lot of weight.

"Why did the old guy who has been dead for decades come up with something? Even if the God Lord is resurrected, he may not be able to kill the Chaos God King. Until now, who has seen the true face of the Chaos God King?"

While sneering, Xiao Ling sprinkled out thousands of flames. The flames fell to Kuoya's front and back like a storm, and burst out a covered flash. The explosion of air waves swept the splashed dust, like a huge wave submerged the ground beside Kuoya.

Kuoya let out a wailing scream in the explosion of air waves. Because of the resentment in his heart, Xiao Ling took a heavy move, which made Kuoya suffer. Amid the wail, Kuoya rushed out of the explosion of air waves, like a sharp arrow rushing forward quickly, and he no longer dared to roar at Xiao Ling in the air.

Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows proudly and glanced at the tree man like a demonstration. The tree man shook his body with his aura, slapped the huge bat wings, and chased behind the thighs, and said in helpless words:

"Is this fun to do? If you didn't get the absolute crystal, you wouldn't be so powerful. Even so, you can't defeat the clone of the Chaos God King. Is it really so comfortable to bully the weak?"

The tree man's words were a bit hurtful. Xiao Ling suddenly became angry and rushed over the tree man and shouted at him:

"He is also a weak person? You can try it out and get close..."

After Xiao Ling said this, the tree man was speechless. No one could defeat the thigh on the ground. This is an iron rule. The thigh is like the darling of the Earth Mother Goddess. No matter how serious the injury is, it can easily recover. Physical damage is basically ineffective on him, and energy damage cannot play a big role in the thigh. It can damage the thigh but cannot be killed.

The biggest feature of the fuya is, the stronger the battle. No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as you fight with the fuya on the ground, there is no hope of victory. The fuya can absorb energy damage as its own motivation. The two Bengyungala who died on the fuya that day were not familiar with this fighting method. They were captured on the ground and eventually turned into nutrients for the fuya.

"Then we can only use the last method, but once we use it, we will turn against each other completely. At that time..."

The tree man is an old fox who has been in charge of the biology laboratory for decades. How could he not have a few trump cards? When he hesitated to express his thoughts, Xiao Ling's eyes instantly glared and said with gritted teeth.

"Does he still have room for relief between us? Didn't he have long been..."

Speaking of which, Xiao Ling was full of resentment. This guy named Kuoya was a man who could not be beaten to death. No matter how serious the injury he was, he could not kill the other party. He would be escaped by him if he was accidentally slippery. He would have been bored with such a slippery guy. If the Chaos God King hadn't been too powerful and needed help, he wouldn't have provoked Kuoya.

"Oh!!! Fortunately, I cracked the toxins of the Chaos God King. If I release this thing, there will be no living mouth within a hundred miles. It's really..."

As the tree man sighed, dozens of thumb-sized miniature grenades ejected from the beehive-like firing holes on his body, and then fell to the fast-running Kuoya and burst out thick black smoke. The smoke did not drift with the wind, like ink melting into the water, surging, dyeing large patches of air black.
Chapter completed!