The pig king, who was like a hill, slowly stood up again. This time it did not directly use the sound wave impact, nor used its huge body and strength as an attack weapon. It just took a deep breath, and as the fat on its abdomen continued to shrink in an instant, its mouth also instantly supported the boss.

roar!

When he opened his bloody mouth again, there was no unexpected sound wave impact. With the low roar, a misty red mist spewed out of its mouth.

This mist made Chen Xin feel very familiar, because it looked like the blood-colored mist everywhere in Jinling City, but the red mist spewed out from the Pig King's mouth seemed relatively thinner and not much.

Chen Xin reacted in time and quickly opened the distance to avoid it, but soon he found that the strange red mist was not aimed at him, but was shrouded at the group of ordinary pigs who were chasing behind him.

After the pig man touched the red fog, he immediately stopped on the spot, and then fell to the ground in pain, twitching constantly, making waves of harsh howlings, but the pain did not last long. After all the pig man fell one after another, the change began.

Each pig man stood up slowly as if he had experienced rebirth. Their hair turned brown and red, and they stood up like a hedgehog. The sharp claws in their pig's trotters became longer and sharper, and their eyes became bloodthirsty red.

roar!

The pigs once again roared throughout the mangrove forest, with extreme excitement and greed in this sound, and then they began to fight. Yes, after absorbing the red fog, these more than ten pigs seemed to lose their consciousness and actually fought with each other.

The Pig King opened his mouth and roared again, and a burst of rapid and stuttering tone seemed to be conveyed in some special language. The crazy ordinary pigs stopped fighting and fighting, and pairs of bloodthirsty eyes stared at Chen Xin.

Damn it!

Chen Xin opened his palms almost without hesitation and began to sing the spell. Although he did not recover much mental power, he had already noticed sensitively that now was not the time to save mental power.

The whistling fireball technique instantly flipped the two pigs who were about to rush to the face into roasted suckling pigs. As a fireball technique that used a lot of mental power to fight, it still maintained a satisfactory high power. The level of ordinary pigs still achieved the instant killing effect at such a close distance.

But these pigs were too fast, and Chen Xin had no time to use the second fireball technique, so he fell into a fight. The pigs who sucked the red mist were greatly enhanced in terms of speed and strength. This kind of strengthening and evolution are very obvious. After all, Chen Xin had seen their evolution, the large pigs.

Chen Xin decided to call him the Crazy Pig Man. With the blessing of this Crazy Effect, the power of ordinary pigs is already stronger than that of large pigs. Although they are not as good as the fully evolved double-headed dogs, they are too many. Moreover, because Chen Xin was not prepared before, although he killed two Crazy Pig Man instantly, he was already trapped in the siege of more than ten Crazy Pig Man.

In addition, Chen Xin himself is not in good condition. He has consumed a lot of physical energy on the way here. In addition, although the injuries on his body will not have much impact, when he fights desperately, even a slight impact will be infinitely expanded.

Chen Xin understood that he was a bit arrogant this time. He wanted to kill the Pig King alone to improve himself, but unexpectedly, the leader Pig King did not follow the routine and did not take the initiative to fight, but instead fought by strengthening his younger brother.

Chen Xin, who was entangled by the Crazy Pig Man, could not escape at all. These monsters threw away their weapons and directly used the Crazy Claws to attack. Moreover, because all the body hairs stood up, they left a large gap, reducing their defense ability a lot.

Even if Chen Xin directly uses a short knife, he can directly cut their bodies, but the blood flowing out cannot stop their attack momentum. Even these passionate blood makes their waving claws faster. Every pig seems to be injected with chicken blood. The more injured he is, the more excited he looks.

Such a battle that did not hesitate to live brought great burden to Chen Xin. After fighting for strength to kill four or five crazy pigs in succession, Chen Xin himself was already covered in bruises. He knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to escape this time. Chen Xin was not afraid of death, but he had to exchange his death for more things.

Chen Xin gritted his teeth, ignored the sharp claws that were attacking madly, and turned around and ran directly towards the Pig King. The pain on his back made him bit his teeth, but the speed under his feet did not decrease at all.

After releasing the red fog, the Pig King continued to chew on various "snacks" in big mouthfuls, but it looked a little tired, not the previous look of leisurely watching the battle. It seemed that the mysterious red fog made it pay a considerable price.

Chen Xin tried to find out the Pig King's weakness. He sang the spell directly during the running. This was the last fireball technique he could use. After a sliding shovel quickly walked around the Pig King's back, the fireball technique he had just completed in his palm also threw it towards the Pig King's back.

During the roaring explosion, the Pig King's body only shook slightly, and the guy's defense coverage was also huge. Even if it was his abdomen or butt, it would be difficult to cause effective fatal damage.

Chen Xin cursed inwardly, and the violent dizziness caused by the exhaustion of mental power finally came. His movements stopped for a few seconds. Then the crazy pig man rushed up frantically, regardless of the short swords waving in his hand, the sharp claws left more scars on him.

At this time, the Pig King finally launched an attack again. It simply slapped the huge pig hand at Chen Xin, like a slap. Its size and strength were enough to kill Chen Xin.

Chen Xin, who was suffering from severe headaches, knew that he would definitely not be able to escape. He took a deep breath, plucked up his last strength and swung the heat flow of the Taoist, and threw it out with the short knife in his hand.

The short knife stabbed the pig's hand that was slapped head-on. Using the burning effect of the heat flow, the short knife slightly penetrated into the thick skin. A touch of pain appeared on the pig's face, but the damage was still insignificant, but the action it took to slapped the short knife slightly. The pig's king used another arm to pull the short knife down. Regardless of the large amount of blood sprayed out, he actually directly pushed the short knife into his mouth.
Chapter completed!