My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

Just as Lu Yun and Erha were arguing, several arms as thick as century-old trees rushed towards Lu Yun.

The space where Lu Yun was was blocked in an instant.

"So fast!" When Lu Yun discovered it, it was already inevitable!

You can only defend as much as possible to avoid more damage.

But the terrifying power contained in each arm is equivalent to the full-strength attack of the first generation demon king.

Every time he blocked the attack, Lu Yun's arm suffered severe damage.

"This is not a solution! My arm will be broken sooner or later, and then I'll be a lamb to be slaughtered!"

Lu Yun whispered.

He actually grabbed the arm that was coming towards his face. Because of this resistance, several arms attacked him.

Three of his ribs in the abdomen were broken.

Lu Yun also fought back, veins bulging in his arms and explosive power filling his ten fingers.

His original intention was to crush the arm, causing it to feel pain and quickly retract, while he held the arm to quickly approach the twisted monster.

But the hardness of the bones in this arm was far beyond Lu Yun's expectations!

Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't succeed.

As a result, several arms attacked him again.

Lu Yun has never missed the strange fire as much as he does now. If the strange fire existed, not only the bones, but also the entire arm would be burned to ashes.

He had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and tear the flesh off his arm.

The arm felt pain and quickly retracted as Lu Yun had imagined.

He grasped the arm tightly and rushed towards the monster which was formed by stitching together the first generation corpse ancestor and the first generation demon king.

"Seek death!"

"Hurry up and cut off this arm to prevent this human bastard from getting closer!"

"Little plaything! Come to my arms quickly and let me caress you!"

"Woo woo woo~"

"..."

Multiple channels of sound mixed together came out of the mouth of this stitched monster.

Lu Yun: “!!!”

This allowed Lu Yun, who had a keen sense of nose, to capture an important message: although these guys shared the same body, they had many disagreements!

Before the association, the three people of Shi Miaomiao and the first generation Shadow Demon were all controlled by the Spirit Lord with his spiritual power.

However, the deep-seated feud between the two tribes made them forget the orders given by the Spirit Lord and started fighting.

"If I can make good use of this, maybe I can make them collapse on their own!"

A plan quietly emerged in his mind, but before that, Lu Yun needed to figure out some things first.

"Shut up! What are you afraid of? Even if this guy gets close to you, what can you do? With this body, are you still afraid of him?"

The Spiritual Master stopped Shi Ruoshui and others who were arguing.

Lu Yun used the inertia exerted on his body by the contraction of the arm and rushed towards the stitched monster first.

A demonic pattern appeared on the left corner of his eye, and demonic energy instantly enveloped his entire body.

boom!

Lu Yun exchanged punches with the stitched monster, and terrifying power spread out, causing layers of air waves that affected the surrounding area for dozens of kilometers.

But this time, in a head-on confrontation, Lu Yun almost ended up crushing the opponent.

Not only was the entire arm broken by the collision, but the body was also embedded into the earth.

"Little plaything! Come into my arms quickly and let me love you well!" The stitched monster bent down and stretched out his hands, wanting to embrace Lu Yun in his arms.

"I'm going to crush you into a pulp! You human bastard!"

As the stitched monster bent over and stretched out his hands, he actually took a step with his left foot and his body instantly lost its balance.

The huge deformed body of the monster fell backwards, but fortunately four arms stretched out from its head to support it, preventing the stitched monster from falling flat on its face.

But at this time, Lu Yun was like a cannonball, hitting the abdomen of the stitched monster directly, instantly crushing the four arms.

boom!

The stitched monster fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

The corners of Lu Yun's mouth rose slightly. After this test, he had basically figured out the distribution of control over the stitched monster's body.

Ling Baichuan should be responsible for the legs, Shi Ruoshui for the hands, and Ling Zhu for the head and the arms derived from the head.

"Bah! You changed your look, and I thought you were going to be so cool! But it seems like you're just like this?"

"You're looking for death! You human bastard! I'll kill you!" Ling Baichuan's angry roar came from the mouth of the stitched monster.

The body that had just stood up lost balance again because of the extension of the right foot and fell back to the original place.

"What are you doing? Did someone kick your head? "The stitched monster was scolded by Shi Ruoshui.

"What? How dare you scold me? You lowly corpse bastard, if we, the spirit race, hadn't saved you, you and your lowly corpse ancestor father, who was also bound by ethics, would have died together!"

Ling Baichuan roared.

"You are really looking for death!" The low and hoarse voice of Shi Ruoshui came from the mouth of the stitched monster.

Lu Yun, who had fought with Shi Ruoshui several times, knew clearly that Shi Ruoshui was angry!

The stitched monster raised its hands high, and the corpse qi and blood qi gathered in its hands and smashed directly towards its legs.

A loud thunderclap resounded through the heaven and earth, and black arcs of electricity ran rampant in the air accompanied by screams of hundreds of voices.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the legs of the stitched monster were already a bloody mess, with the white bones clearly visible.

One could even faintly see black lightning running through the flesh and blood.

"You crazy bitch! I'll kill you!"

Ling Baichuan's voice roared out from the mouth of the stitched monster.

The legs that exuded the aroma of meat were twisted into a strange angle and moved towards the hands controlled by Shi Ruoshui.

"You're a waste of the Eldar. How can I be afraid of you?"

The stitched monster swung its hands and directly grasped the attacking feet. It looked so funny, like an ignorant baby playing.

Another strong gust of wind came.

The stitched monster's feet were pinned to the ground by both hands.

The strength in his hands was so great that the legs he pressed against creaked.

It looks like these legs are going to be crippled!

"You lowly hybrid beast, you've completely pissed me off. I'm going to kill you!"

Ling Baichuan roared, and a spiritual force gushed out, actually condensing into two dark clouds above the head of the stitched monster. It was the spirit race's special spiritual attack secret method - Sky Soul Thunder Punishment!

"Your aunt has been displeased with you for a long time!"

Countless chains burst out from the fingertips of the stitched monster, constantly interweaving in the air, and gradually formed the prototype of a tiger descending the mountain with an imposing presence!

Lu Yun watched the show quietly from the side, and said in his heart: "Fight! Fight!"

This is exactly what he wants to see.

"Stop it all!"

The voice of the Spirit Master came from the mouth of the stitched monster.