Chapter 955: Sorrow (2)

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Pieces of flesh and blood were bitten off from the palace, but in an instant, the gray robes of the palace gongs have been soaked with blood, and more than a dozen blood bowls screamed wildly, his arms and thighs were directly pulled out. A large hole with deep visible bones, but at the moment when the flesh was just squatted, the wound of the palace was quickly healed, and the intense pain repeatedly afflicted his nerves.
The monsoon smokes coldly and looks at all this. Miyazaki apparently also carried out alchemy transformation on his body, so his healing speed is almost the same as those of the alchemy reformers. He is only obsessed with alchemy, and obviously does not kneel down on himself. Hand, in terms of strength, he is not stronger than other alchemists.
The monsoon smoke took a chair and sat down. The slender legs overlapped at random. Her hand holding the whip was casually placed on the handle, slightly squinting at her head and admiring the transformation of more than a dozen alchemists. The palace that keeps eating.
"How do you feel the monsters created by yourself, swallowed into the abdomen?" The monsoon smoke did not contain a trace of sound and was introduced into the palace.
At the moment, Gong Yi’s body spreads with severe pain, and his proud self-healing ability has become a great torture at this moment. If it is changed to an ordinary person, it will be swarmed by these dozens of alchemists, but in an instant, Was smashed into white bones.
but……
Miyazaki's powerful self-healing ability makes this short-lived pain an infinite loop.
The monsoon smoke deliberately makes those alchemy reformers not go to the head of the palace, so as long as the brain and heart of the palace are not damaged, he must endure endlessly.
The monsoon smoke is attached to the heads of the alchemists. It is a corpse. This kind of paper deliberately controls those dead bodies. It is also the former world. Many of the things that are used by the corpses are only used by the corpses. The corpse is very simple, and it is completely inferior to the effect of the immortal.
This kind of corpse, monsoon smoke is rarely used, she respects every dead person, will not go to smash anyone's body, but ... this kind of thing, to deal with people like Gong Biao, but it is appropriate.
Those who have been reforming alchemists have long been no longer human beings. They are more of a modified corpse controlled by alchemy. The corpse can easily manipulate them.
What the palace is proud of, in the eyes of the monsoon smoke, is nothing but a trick that hurts the world.
The screams of the palace gongs echoed in the room, and the monsoon smoke sat there, looking at it all coldly, watching the demon and tasting the consequences of his own.
I am afraid that I will not think of my dreams. I will fall to this point one day. In the face of the monsoon smoke, all his alchemy has become a pile of waste. Instead, he is used by monsoon smoke and tortures himself.
Large pieces of blood stained red and polished marble floor, blood gathered at the foot of the monsoon smoke, the demon blood color, printed in the eyes of the monsoon smoke, but smashed out a strong murderous.
I don't know how long it took, the door behind the monsoon smoke was suddenly pushed away.
At the moment of opening the door, Gong Zhengyu, who was bathed in blood, was shocked by the scene in front of him. He waited for the body that was being hunted by the alchemists, and his eyes were full of incredulity.