Boom! Boom! Boom!!

"Don't shoot, our own people——"

Momonga, who was covering his head and ears, shouted at the top of his lungs,

"Master, look at those ordinary people, they are almost stunned by you!"

The "medicine men" imprisoned here are already weak and sick, and Li Yu's weapons are even more powerful. In addition, the underground cave repeatedly refracts sound waves. If escape was not in sight, those in the corner would be covering their ears.

Ordinary people would almost faint.

"Tsk, you don't need to tell me that I don't have any bullets either."

He turned the 'Long Roar No. 1' with all the bullets in his hand and turned it into holding the gun barrel with both hands. Li Yu swung the 'firearm' weighing dozens of kilograms and suddenly swept out. The gun handle made a snap sound as he faced the lieutenant general.

The extended tentacle flew out, and he couldn't help but complain:

"What kind of Tao have you cultivated? Have you stopped being a human being at all?"

"Haha~~Hahaha~~Pin Dao~~Pin Dao has realized the Supreme~~The Supreme Way is naturally not a human~~but an immortal! Immortal! Immortal!"

The old Taoist laughter with heavy echoes echoed in the cave, making Li Yu quite helpless.

The opponent's image now has little to do with the 'humanoid'. The wounds caused by Li Yu's blows are constantly sprouting fleshy 'fruits' as big as fists, like a pomegranate with the skin peeled off, revealing densely arranged fruits.

, and these 'fruits' are inflating rapidly like inflated balloons, to the point where they are top-heavy and seriously out of proportion.

As the dirty blood and mucus dripped down rapidly, these 'fruits' revealed their true colors!

It was a large number of heads quietly crowded together. Each head was of normal human size, with complete facial features, and was exactly the same as the old man before. Even the wrinkles on the forehead and the white hair on the temples were exactly the same.

There are more than a dozen of these heads, and new heads are still popping up from the wounds!

"Which immortal would look like this?"

While fighting, Li Yu complained. The original plan was just to be a normal "jungle", but his opponent's style of painting suddenly changed to an unknown point, and Li Yu couldn't help but have the urge to rub his temples.

"Hehehe, this is the art of incarnation, art, art~~"

Amidst the heavy echoes, these heads turned and their eyes fell on Li Yu.

Oops——

Bang!!

The invisible impact force suddenly fell on Li Yu, sending him flying out of thin air! With a clicking sound, the bamboo shoots behind him were broken and flew out, and his back hit the cave hard. Even Li Yu's current physique was full of shock.

A numbing, sweet taste flooded into the mouth, obviously hurting the internal organs.

"Ahem,"

This move is the 'eviction' among the seventy-two techniques of earth evil. Like 'recruit', it is a technique used by monks to improve their strength and control objects out of thin air.

But with the blessing of more than a dozen heads of this guy, it turned into an attack that could hurt people, and Li Yu couldn't help but wipe the corner of his mouth as he slid down the wall.

"etc!"

Li Yu raised his hand to stop the monster with more than a dozen heads and only tentacles remaining on the lower body of the opposite body from continuing to attack.

"Taoist Qingyang, you said that you have realized the supreme way. Let me ask you, who became an immortal?"

"Of course it's me!"

A group of heads answered in unison, and Li Yu, who stood up, sighed and shook his head.

"Wrong, wrong."

"Boy, what's wrong?!"

The heads frowned and asked, "There is no rush to kill this kid, but his way of cultivating immortality cannot be questioned by others."

"You see, each of you has his own thoughts and ideas, right?"

Li Yu pointed at the monster full of heads, asking the other party's attention to shift from him to 'himself'. It was originally just a tentative word, but the frowning expressions of those heads made Li Yu feel sure.

Fortunately, fortunately, if this guy only had one consciousness, he would be in trouble today.

But if these ‘heads’ can think, then——

"Even the art of 'Incarnate into Thousands of Thousands of Incarnations' also has its own body,"

"There is only one Taoist Qingyang, you..."

Li Yu asked slowly:

"Who is Qingyang?"

···

This question is completely nonsense to normal people: I am who I am! I think, therefore I am.

But for the monster in front of him, the real head of Qingyang Taoist is still lying alone on the ground not far away. Although these 'heads' all call themselves Qingyang, when they begin to think about the ultimate philosophical question of 'Who am I?'

, it was destined that they could not continue to coexist peacefully.

"Humph, Qingyang is naturally a poor man!"

One of the heads spoke first, his cold eyes scanning left and right.

"You are just the 'clones' of Pindao."

"Dream! The poor man is Qingyang..."

click,

Before the second head could finish speaking, the head next to it was bitten on the face, and a large piece of the whole head was torn off by the mouth that was opened to the limit.

"Pindao uses medicine to make elixirs and devours all things for his own use. How can you 'clone' question it? Let Pindao disappear!"

"I am Qingyang——"

Just because of the question of 'who am I, who am I', a group of heads went from arguing to armed conflict, and turned into crazy internal strife in just a few seconds! The selfish nature of 'Qingyang Taoist' was fully demonstrated, and Li

Yu couldn't help but sigh, as expected, the real enemy was still 'himself'.

The heads bite each other, and new heads are constantly growing from the wounds.

Gradually, the eyebrows, mouth, and nose of the new head began to become deformed, or several eyes appeared, or sharp teeth appeared in the mouth; or fish gills appeared; there were even several tentacles sprouting directly from the eye sockets... these changes.

As soon as the more and more weird heads appeared, they immediately bit the head next to them!

As flesh and blood flew everywhere, the monster in front of him gradually turned into a more abstract mass of squirming flesh and blood, constantly shrinking in size during the fighting, until in the end only one head remained——

"Hahaha, a poor Taoist is the Qingyang Taoist, and he is just a demon..."

"Well, congratulations."

A dark cylinder was placed on the forehead of the last head, and then the trigger was pulled:

Bang!

"Done,"

After moving his body, Li Yu couldn't help but complain,

"Obviously it's just a red enemy, but it almost overturned."

Mobile phone navigation is unreliable.

Of course, this is just a complaint. Things change rapidly in battle, not to mention that without knowing the opponent’s cards, any situation may arise.

"Sorry, I can't help."

Winnie came out from the shadow of the cave. Her abilities were basically designed to deal with "humanoid creatures". Facing this kind of monster that keeps proliferating, she was a little helpless: if she didn't hit the vital point, with the two short knives in her hand

It's not as big as the damage caused by Li Yu's 'firearms'.

"I don't blame you, I was the one who planned this action. And this is because the opponent's 'second phase' just restrains your fighting style."

?

"You... won't be mentally affected by his form?"

Winnie pointed at the pieces of flesh and blood on the ground: various broken tentacles and broken heads, almost covering half of the cave. Under the light of the luminous moss, it really looked like hell.

At the same time, special spiritual fluctuations continued to emit, making everyone who witnessed it instinctively feel weird, frightened, and horrified.

"Hey, isn't this normal?"

However, Li Yu was just stunned. Isn't it common sense that the BOSS can transform into two stages?

Although this may only be regarded as an elite monster...

"No, I didn't ask."

Even Winnie, who had always been calm, couldn't help but rub her eyebrows. This 'alchemist' from the Western Continent had clearly taken on the form of a 'mythical creature' just now. It seemed to be a 'Hunter with a Thousand Faces', or something like that.

'Invisible Son'? So Winnie was not just sitting idly by, but quickly searched the surrounding caves in all directions.

However, she did not find any traces of 'colleagues', which made her doubt her own judgment.

Perhaps, there is also the possibility that professionals in the Western Continent may ‘lose control’?

"Tsk, I want to take a good bath when I get back."
To be continued...