The moment the spoon was quietly shot out, all the scales on the snake's tail of the divine corpse stood upside down, as if they were greatly frightened.

At the same time, the corpse of the god didn't bother to swallow Ouyang Jing, and threw him away, and slapped him on the spoon with a lightning-fire backhand.

But after all, it took a hasty action, lacked strength, and compared it with a magical tool with bare hands. Although it blocked the blow of the spoon to the back of its head, its entire palm was also knocked to pieces by the spoon.

With the sound of puffing, its five fingers burst into pieces, and the palm also burst, leaving only a bare wrist.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Jing, Xiaolongnu and others all gasped.

How strong are the skin, flesh and bones of the gods?

The boss team's four six-star demigods performed their magical skills one after another. The four of them relayed forward and backward, and hit the same position. The little dragon girl who opened the "Eye of God" was finally concluded and cut off one of the wrists of the divine corpse.

At this moment, the wooden spoon that looked inconspicuous and was like the tableware on an ordinary farmer's table actually blew up one hand in an understatement!

No breath leaked out.

There was no earth-shaking noise.

It was just so light and knocked without any fireworks, and only a gentle sound was made, and one hand of the corpse completely exploded!

The finger bones, metacarpal bones, and skin and flesh all turned into powder, and there was no large piece of residue left.

This is the power of the magical artifact.

Meng Po's body, who was confronting the Naihe Bridge for eternity, took action. The corpse of the gods did not care about dealing with Ouyang Jing and others, and instinctively attacked Meng Po, who was the most threatening to it.

The two corpses fought fiercely on the Naihe Bridge, and the boss team took the opportunity to retreat continuously, retreated to the bridgehead before stopping, and watched from afar.

Ouyang Jing took his two halves and said with lingering fear: "It's so dangerous. If Meng Po hadn't taken action, I would have probably had a pill this time."

"No." Xiaolongnu said lightly: "Even if you are swallowed by the corpse of gods, I will try my best to cut open its stomach and rescue you."

Ouyang Jing was moved. He was about to say something to express his gratitude when he heard Xiaolongnu mutter: "I haven't paid off my debts, how could I let you die?"

“…”

Ouyang Jing's mouth twitched, and he swallowed the words of gratitude that had reached his mouth, and watched the battle expressionlessly.

Fighting on the bridge shows a one-sided trend.

The corpse of the divine may have been very strong in the past, and could confront Meng Po, who held the artifact forever.

But now, it has lost both hands one after another, and its tail tip has been cut off half by Xiaolongnu. Not only has its attack power been greatly reduced, but its flexibility has also decreased a lot.

As one goes down and the other goes up, Meng Po quickly gained the upper hand and suppressed the god's corpse with a spoon.

The wooden spoon that looked inconspicuous was amazingly powerful. With a light knock, it could knock the corpse into its skin, broken bones, and even the skin and flesh into powder, and the bones into slag.

This soup spoon can not only be used for pounding, but also has another more wonderful usage.

I saw that Meng Po was scooping soup from time to time, taking advantage of the gap to scoop on the body of the corpse. Every time she scooped, something would appear in the spoon in the empty space.

It was either a piece of bone, a ball of internal organs, or even a piece of white brain.

The corpses whose joint bones, even spine, internal organs and brains were successively scooped out, their movements became slower and their strength became weaker. They were completely at a disadvantage and there was no room for a turnaround.

Just when Ouyang Jing and others were watching the battle, thinking that the battle would end with Meng Po's victory, suddenly, a crack suddenly broke in the chest of the corpse, and a bronze snake flew out of the crack, pounced on Meng Po like a phantom, wrapping her tightly.

Meng Po was about to wave a spoon to smash the head of a big bronze snake when the corpse suddenly rushed up, hugging Meng Po's bare arms tightly, and her snake tail was also wrapped around her layer by layer, lying around Meng Po's body.

The sacred corpse is tall and burly, and is extremely majestic. Meng Po is hunched over and thin, and is entangled by a bronze snake and a sacred corpse, and cannot move for a moment.

But the corpse of the divine was already at the end of its strength and was unable to kill Meng Po, so it could only bind her to prevent her from getting out.

As Meng Po's body struggled violently, two sacred corpses fell to the ground at the same time, rolling around on the bridge deck twice, and with a loud bang, it fell into a big hole in the bridge deck and fell into the pool of blood.

Boom boom boom boom!

A loud thunder broke out in the blood pool, causing heavy waves to rush. Even if the two corpses fell into the blood pool, they were still fighting fiercely.

But after only a few minutes, the sound in the blood pool gradually disappeared, and the waves became calmer.

The blood river pool under the Naihe Bridge is like the immortals and Buddhas falling into it. If there is no great power to save them, it will be difficult to escape and will sink forever.

Even the living immortals and Buddhas cannot resist the erosion of the blood river pool, let alone the two dead corpses that have been dead for eternity?

The corpses of the demon god and Meng Po from the outside world have completely "dead" under the erosion of the blood pool, and have become one of the countless floating corpses.

Such a change made Ouyang Jing and others look at each other. Unexpectedly, these two corpses that died together and confronted each other forever eventually died together and fell into the blood pool.

"Luck is here, I can't stop it!"

Ding Chi smiled from ear to ear: "Not only has the road been opened, but there are also spoils to get!"

After saying that, he ran up the bridge, came to the place where he had fought fiercely with the corpse, bent down, and picked up a bronze-colored thing the size of a millstone.

It was the fist that was cut off by the corpse with its wrist.

"Damn, this fist is afraid it will weigh a thousand pounds!" Ding Chi hugged her fist and laughed at the sky: "Good thing!"

It's indeed a good thing.

If such a divine hand falls into the hands of ordinary reincarnationists, it may be possible to hand it over to the Hall of Reincarnation for cheap repurchase or sell it to a large reincarnation organization. However, it will be of extraordinary effect when it falls into the hands of the boss team that owns Gandalf, the alchemist master.

Xiaolongnu took a breath, looked at the broken Gan Jiang sword in her hand, and murmured: "I can only say that there is no loss... A magic hand is always many times more valuable than this dry man. But I opened my divine eyes and didn't know how to make up for the loss... The divine hand that has been dead for many years cannot refine elixirs and medicine, but can only be used to refine weapons, and cannot make up for the origin of my consumption..."

When Ouyang Jing heard her muttering, he said sincerely: "Captain, do you need me to donate blood?"

"You? Your resurrection blood does not need to consume your own vitality?"

Xiaolongnu glanced at him angrily: "You, you'd better get promoted to six stars soon. If you can become more bearable, I don't need to open my eyes when I encounter the situation just now."

Ouyang Jingnne said: "Actually... I don't want to be an MT, I also have an adc heart..."

"Admit your fate." Xiaolongnu sneered in her arms and said, "You are the most resistant to fighting in our team. Who will do it if you don't think you are? Could it be that two weak and delicate girls, Daomei and I, are you? Or is it that old bone of Mr. Gan?"

Ouyang Jing said: "Is Ding Crab OK?"

Xiaolongnu curled her lips: "You haven't seen Ding Cai's fighting style before. You have always only know how to attack, but how can you know how to defend? He is MT, and our whole team will die."

"..." Ouyang Jing was speechless.

At this time, Ding Cai suddenly screamed in surprise: "Oh, damn! Look at what I picked up? A spoon! Meng Po's spoon!"
Chapter completed!