Chapter 620

The speed of the little bald head is very fast. In the blink of an eye, he has rushed up the hill.

The monster on the hill was wheezing and panting, with a pair of purulent eyes staring at the little bald head.

The little skinhead had no weapons in his hands. It seemed that he just wanted to beat the monster down with both hands.

The monster's nostrils fiercely spewed out a stream of pus, and then brandished his fist with pus water, and smashed the small bald head that appeared beside him like lightning.

The monster is worthy of the world. The strong wind in his fist directly tears the air. Even if his target is a small bald head, the ground under his feet is smashed into a pit nearly 10 cm by the strength from his fist.

"Watch out for his pus!" Zhou Yi couldn't bear to drink in the distance.

Who knows that the little bald head sneered, his arm actually gave birth to a layer of blue scale, and the monster's fist ran into a place.

The deep dull sound suddenly sounded, that monster is worthy of the world, its strong energy directly pressed the small bald body down one point.

Zhou Yi wants to come forward to help, but he finds that the expression of small bald head is very indifferent, and even there is a trace of unsmooth doping in it.

Then he saw the little bald left hand flash out, directly on the monster's chest.

The powerful energy suddenly exploded in the monster's chest, and the huge body couldn't help shaking. After the explosion, the monster's huge body actually went back four or five steps, and the pus in his chest also spurted into the air with the explosion, and then fell down sparsely.

However, when the pus falls on the top of the little bald head, it is separated by a transparent energy and falls to the side of the ground.

Before the monster can stand still, the sole of the little bald head suddenly steps on the ground. Then Zhou Yi only sees a light and shadow, and instantly comes to the monster.

Seeing the skinhead attacking himself again, the monster couldn't help but roar.

Then he waved his fist as big as a casserole, and as if he didn't want to die, he went straight out to the small bald head.

Although there is no change in the moves of the monster's fist, its cultivation has reached the world level after all. Even Zhou Yi, who is far away, is aware of the terrible power contained in his fist. This absolute power has included everything around him.

On the contrary, the small bald fist is not one tenth of the size of others. The white hand is covered by green scales, and there is no energy surge on the fist.

In this way, two fists, one big and one small, collided.

All of a sudden, the huge energy ripple spread quickly between the two people. Zhou Yi in the distance was disturbed by this momentum, and had retreated again and again. The big trees along the way were suddenly split into countless pieces, and some small trees were directly overturned into the air.

Along with it, there was the pus on the monster. Even though there was a barrier to protect it, Zhou Yi couldn't help retching when he looked at the pus on the boundary.

Then, the huge monster was directly shocked by the ferocious force and stepped back several steps, while the little bald head stood still.

It has to be said that Zhou Yi was really shocked by the two small skinheads. He thought that the little bald man was just talking about it. He followed him eagerly and wanted to block him twice.

Who would like to come here, not only did he not even have a place to intervene, but even the monster was beaten back so far by him with only two fists.

The monster suffered a loss in the little bald hand, and then he wanted to turn around and run away.

How could a little bald head give it this chance? Even Zhou Yi didn't see how he moved. The man had already come to the monster.

The monster had to be at least three meters high, but the little bald head was only about 1.75 meters. Standing in front of the monster, it was not up to the monster's chest.

But even so, in the monster's eyes, there is still a trace of panic.

After the panic, it is fierce!

The abscess on the monster suddenly began to swell rapidly, and even the blood vessels on it began to become transparent. From Zhou Yi's perspective, you can even see the fast flowing liquid in the blood vessel.

It's just why the liquid looks so strange. It's a little scarlet.

Seeing this, Xiao bareheaded quickly retreated. At the same time, he yelled at Zhou Yi in the distance: "run!"

Zhou Yi didn't react for a while. What run? Why run? Didn't you have a good time just now?

Bang!

At the same time, the strange object showed that the abscess of those things finally rose to a certain extent, and then exploded.

The whole sky was instantly covered with pus and red blood.

Then came the intermittent red pus rain.

All this happened between the electric light and flint, and even the voice of the little bald head had not fallen down, and the objects mixed with blood and pus fell like that.Zhou Yi stands at the bottom, just in time to wave his hand and lay a border in front of him.

It's hard to resist those things with the border. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi's whole body has been covered with blood and pus, and he has become a blood man in an instant.

"Don't you hear me? Are you deaf? " Little bald head did not know when appeared in front of Zhou Yi not far away, but he did not go forward, and did not intend to hand.

Because he knew that there was a very strong poison in the things emitted by the evil illusion. Even if he did it himself, he still couldn't save Zhou Yi. In his mind, Zhou Yi was doomed to die.

Zhou Yi reached out his hand and wiped the blood and pus on his face. Then he couldn't help retching.

He looked up at the little bald head and said, "are you ok! ... "

the little bald man was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhou Yi would still care about him when he arrived here.

In fact, Xiao bald really misunderstood him. Zhou Yi didn't want to care about him, but wanted him to care about himself. If he was ok, could he help him get rid of these disgusting things.

But after finishing the first sentence, the latter did not speak out, and the familiar feeling suddenly surged into his mind.

It was a very strong feeling of being cursed.

Zhou Yi reaches out his hand and looks at his arms. His arms and even his whole body are full of such things. That is to say, he is really cursed.

However, the source of the curse turned out to be a monster in the world. Zhou Yi felt that he could not cope with such a high-level creature, so he could only place his hope on the golden body.

That red blood has been through the pores of the skin, slowly infiltrating into the body.

Zhou Yi didn't have time to think about it. He quickly printed his hands and put forward a posture of cultivation. However, his spirit and power had been precipitated into his body earlier. Now all his hopes are on the gold body.

He couldn't help murmuring: brother, it's up to you