Chapter 1099: Weapons Against Weapons

"Is that person Kitsune?" The shadow puppet's gaze stayed on the corpse of Fox Yue, and her eyes were a little lonely, "I didn't expect him to die on the second floor." ”

"Judging from the order of killing, Fox Moon may have died in front of the lemon." Wutong took a deep breath, and then said to the two people beside him, "I'll go and check the body of Fox Moon, maybe I can find something."

"Be careful." The shadow puppet said softly.

Wutong nodded, her eyes looked at the body of the fox moon, and then her right foot was forced, and the whole person rushed into the ball formation, her body had just advanced less than three meters, and her body had been smashed by the ball nearly ten times.

Sycamore was overwhelmed by the ball's attack, she reached out to block it, and the rest of her body parts were hit by the ball; Ignoring the ball, the face, ears and other places will become the focus of the ball; Go with a backhand, and after the ball bounces back, it will rush back at a faster speed.

After a while, Wutong, who was trying to get close to the fox moon, felt that she couldn't move an inch, and every time she took a step forward, she felt that her body was smashed by the ball more than a dozen times.

The impact of the ball is not too strong, but it is not completely ignored like a feather, so in the case of accumulation, most of the skin on Wutong's body has shown slight signs of redness and swelling.

Suddenly, a purple ball came to Sycamore, this ball was slightly different from the rest of the balls, it began to slowly expand as it approached Sycamore, and finally became as big as a basketball.

"Watch out for five o'clock and dodge!" Qian Cangyi reminded him, and his voice came into Wutong's ears.

Sycamore turned her head halfway to catch a glimpse of the purple ball that was gradually getting bigger, she hurriedly dodged to the side, but the rest of the ball seemed to have expected this, and actually squeezed in the direction of Sycamore's dodge.

The remaining balls are squeezing Sycamore's dodge space, and these balls actually have a certain amount of cooperation!

After the purple ball was close enough to the sycamore, it exploded violently, and the purple unidentified liquid splashed out, and a few of them fell to the ground with a snorting sound, and most of them flew in the direction of the sycamore. Although Sycamore didn't know what the ingredients of these unknown liquids were, she knew that she must not touch them, but she had no room to hide now.

Use skills again?

The idea pops into Sycamore's mind, but is immediately rejected by her, as the unidentified liquid is not an impact.

The blessing of the earth can transfer the force to the ground to resist the attack, and in the face of the corrosion of unknown liquids, the shield can certainly resist, but all the consumption needs to be borne by the sycamore itself, and it cannot be channeled into the earth, so this is not a suitable choice.

Although Sycamore's feet can speed up the recovery of his vitality when he comes into contact with the ground or an extension of the ground, he still can't afford to consume his skills so frequently.

Sycamore was settled, she took off her pale blue coat and grabbed it in front of her with both hands, while she leaned sideways behind it. She couldn't block all of the purple unidentified liquid, but she could block most of it.

The place where the coat was stained with purple unknown liquid began to corrode, and the cavity soon appeared, not only on the coat, but also on the clothes on the sycamore's body, not much, but the corrosion was still going on.

Sycamore threw away her coat and began to dispose of her clothes, tearing off the part of her clothes that had accidentally been stained with an unknown liquid with both hands, before moving forward again.

If the ball team is trying to stop her from advancing, does it mean that Kitsune's corpse has clues that can solve the ball ghost? If so, what would the lead be?

Wutong gritted her teeth and frowned, she had to find the clue as soon as possible, because the way the ball was attacking just now was obviously not going to be used only once.

Countless balls bounced around, and in this random beating, a ball landed on the ground of Sycamore's right foot, and the ball made Sycamore's body lose its balance. Sycamore held her hands on the ground, steading herself to keep herself from falling to the ground, and in the process, her eyes caught a glimpse of an arm gripping the Devil's Head Knife.

This is Kitsune's arm.

Sycamore judged the identity of the owner of the arm by the clothes of the arm, and at the same time, the ghost head knife seemed to have a unique magic power to attract the attention of Sycamore.

Kitsune tried to use the Ghost Head Knife to fight the ball ghost, but failed, could it be that this is the clue?

Sycamore stood up, she always felt that she had overlooked something.

The ball ghost on the stairs, Xiaoli, was turning, and the flesh on her face began to rot as it crawled, but instead of falling, it hung on her face.

Qian Cang glanced back, his face was expressionless, and he still didn't choose to move.

In this situation, Qian Cang's repeated rush into the ball formation will look very chaotic, not to mention, he has not yet found a way to end all this in front of him.

Waiting is the optimal solution at the moment.

Devil's Head Knife...... Devil's Head Knife......

Wutong's gaze gradually deepened, and even the pain of the ball hitting her body became a lot lighter, and in a trance, a leather ball smashed heavily on her face, making her almost unsteady on her feet, but this leather ball gave her a new hint, a hint worth verifying.

Tell them that this thing must be told to them.

Sycamore frowned, and she saw a ball not far away that was growing in size and rushing towards her. The unidentified liquid attack from just now would be repeated, this time, without a coat.

"There is a ghost head knife on Fox Yue's broken arm, the ghost head knife is Pan Qing's weapon, and the ball is Xiaoli's weapon!" Wutong told Qian Cangyi and the shadow puppet play about her discovery through her voice, and then, she looked directly at the swollen leather ball that was rushing towards her, and whispered, "Come on! ”

Use ghosts against ghosts.

Fox Yue's overall idea is correct, but there is still a little bit of detail and luck, give him another chance and a little time, he can also think of this, but unfortunately, people can't be resurrected after death.

In fact, it should be a weapon that uses the ghost's weapon to fight the ghost.

Qian Cangyi and the shadow puppet show glanced at each other after hearing Wutong's words.

"Now it's our turn to get in." Qian Cangyi took a deep breath, looked at the cherry-colored ball that was beating, and said, "I'll grab the ball." ”

"I'll take the Devil's Head Knife." The shadow puppet nods.

In the blink of an eye, the two rushed into the ball field, and at the same time, the golden light shroud lit up in the ball field.

Seeing the two rushing into the ball formation, Xiaoli on the stairs sped up her crawling speed.

At this time, the leader of the time mound did not enter the situation of killing the surrounding time, but let him enter the state of time observation, in this state, he was able to detect the flow of time that was about to die, and at the same time, there was another effect that temporarily increased the speed of thought.

In fact, Qian Cangyi's thinking speed has not been changed, but the speed of time around him has slowed down for a short time, so it is equivalent to increasing his thinking speed in disguise.

The possible path forward for the cherry-colored ball came to Kankuraichi's mind.

Qian Cangyi doesn't like to spend his brain energy on calculations, after all, hell movies are never math exams, but sometimes he can only try to be as patient as the situation requires.

There was a slight pain near the left temple, and a pinprick felt in the depths of my mind.

After the route in his mind was planned, Qian Cangyi sped up.

Ahead, it's where the cherry-colored ball lands.

.。 Museum of Literature