Chapter 312: Divine Beast Pixiu on

It's finally here!

Mu Shan passed through the enchantment of the Great Array of Sealing Gods, and as soon as he landed, he felt that the crystal runes on the soles of his feet began to slowly emit a delicate light, like pure and transparent grass, swaying gently, and then those rays of light gradually began to converge and blend, and a hundred streams rushed towards Mu Shan.

In an instant, a mysterious and unpredictable force, like an invisible mountain, overturned heavily on Mu Shan's body, causing the true qi and spiritual power in his body to freeze at the same time, unable to mobilize.

"......Huh" Mu Shan put his hands on his knees, breathing in a big gulp of fresh air, although the wound on his body has stopped bleeding, Mu Shan can still feel that there seems to be a cold current in the wound raging in the meridians.

Looking up, I saw the statue of Pixiu in the center of the altar, the dragon head was majestic and awe-inspiring, and the eyes were like scorching gods, staring inviolably at Mu Shan, an uninvited guest.

Split it, or remove it, and you'll break the circle!

As soon as this thought came to mind, the statue of Pixiu in front of him suddenly seemed to come to life, the dragon's head was high, roaring, and in the roar of thunder, the lion grabbed and probed forward, and the huge body was actually separated from the stone statue.

"...... alive, alive......" tightened the ancient sword in his hand to ward off evil spirits, Mu Shan's eyes shifted from the body of Pixiu, which was full of blue light, to the lifelike stone sculpture behind it, and suddenly the Adam's apple rolled, saliva swallowed, and cold sweat fell, like rain.

If the true qi and spiritual power were not sealed, relying on the fish intestine sword qi and the dragon yuan sword qi, Mu Shan might still have a chance to fight, but in the current situation, he can be said to be dead.

Looking at each other, Mu Shan only felt that Pixiu's eyes were glowing with a ghostly light, and there was an indescribable heroic righteousness, like a mountain and a mountain, firmly pressed on his heart, and his body seemed to have been petrified under such majesty, and it was difficult to move.

"Roar!" The stalemate lasted only in the blink of an eye, and Pixiu's muscular and explosive body rushed towards it with a roaring pace.

What a terrible momentum!

Mu Shan's pupils shrank, looking at the awe-inspiring, indescribable blue light in front of him, he stepped towards the side of his body to the east, and his body had just changed, but he felt a chill in his waist, and then the whole person was provoked out of thin air by a huge force that could not be used, and hit the transparent barrier behind him.

The barrier of "Dong ......" is like the surface of water, fainting countless ripples, Mu Shan has not had time to check the injury on his waist, and the alarm in his heart suddenly arises, and his right foot kicks backwards violently, and the whole person is like an arrow from the string, flying out towards the ground.

"Whoa......" Hearing the sound of the iron chain breaking through the air from behind, Mu Shan rolled on the spot, and the white light flashed in the corner of his eye, but it was two blue iron chains that flew out of the barrier at some point, and pierced into the magic circle on the ground.

"Trampling on the ......" was another sound of hurried and heavy footsteps, and Mu Shan seemed to see Pixiu's body full of majestic strength, pushing the mountain and crashing into it. Don't think about it at the moment, he turned around and slashed suddenly, and the evil spirit in his hand slashed down towards the majestic dragon head behind him.

The "Qiang ......" fire continued to erupt, and the sword blade and the dragon horn of Pixiu collided violently, and the two majestic forces collided with each other, roaring and demonstrating each other, and refusing to give in to each other.

Mu Shan's feet took two steps back one after another, still unable to remove the terrible impact of Pixiu, and the evil spirits held with both hands together, although they kept pulling down, cutting Pixiu's dragon horns into a deep incision, but the violent force from Pixiu also shook Mu Shan's hands numb, and his bones trembled.

You can't lose ......, if you lose, you're dead!

Feeling the cold breath of Pixiu's fangs as he breathed in his mouth, Mu Shan only felt that the skin on his body seemed to start to frost, and his body gradually became stiff, but he knew very well that if he couldn't resist Pixiu at this moment, then what was waiting for him was the result of being disemboweled.

"Cunning brute!" Listening to the low roar coming from Pixiu's mouth, Mu Shan thought that he had suppressed it, but it was just Pixiu's deliberate doing, taking advantage of Mu Shan's full strength to slash down, the dragon's head hung low, the lion's claws bent back, and then at the moment when Mu Shan's center of gravity was unbalanced, he seized the opportunity and picked Mu Shan into the air again.

When the "Iron Chain ......" was on his head and feet, Mu Shan saw the blue glow in Pixiu's eyes, and then the invisible barrier above him shot out two arm-thick iron chains again, vertical like guns, and stabbed with a bang.

"Bell ......" Mu Shan tried his best to twist his body, avoiding the iron chain on the left side, and then blocked with the horizontal sword, although the sword spine blocked the penetration of the iron chain above his head, but the force that was enough to open the mountain and crack the stone still suppressed Mu Shan, blasting him to the ground of the magic circle, difficult to move.

Mu Shan knelt on his right knee, his left hand tightly held the spine of the sword, the muscles all over his body were tense and bulging, the green tendons were rising, the steel teeth were clenched, and the corners of his mouth were already showing bloodshots.

"Oh no......" When he was in mid-air, Mu Shan had already seen Pixiu's dragon's mouth open angrily, and the faint blue light converged on the front end of its mouth, and when it was completely suppressed on the magic circle, the blue light was as huge as a pond, and there were inscriptions all over it, with a supreme majesty, in the roar of Pixiu, a magnificent and vast blue light shot out, blowing a withering bombardment.

The inscription circulated, around the blue mang, flashed every other zhang, giving Mu Shan a trance feeling of shrinking the ground into inches.

"Boom ......" was unavoidable, Mu Shan could only grit his teeth and resist, and his current body was like a stone thrown by someone under the impact of that dark blue energy, flying out towards the rear.

The clothes on his body were torn apart in an instant, and a large area of skin was faintly scorched black under the bombardment of that strange energy, which was unbearable.

Blood spurted out from the Mu Mountain Pass, and the body was like a river and a sea, and the internal organs were twisted together indiscriminately under the impact of that huge force, and the bones crackled even more, as if they were about to be broken in an instant.

What made Mu Shan even more unbearable was the inexplicable energy, which penetrated into his body through every pore of his skin and penetrated into his blood, sometimes freezing to the bone, sometimes burning like boiling.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and Mu Shan felt that his back had hit something extremely hard again, his throat was once again unbearably sweet, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"How to fight ......, even if the true qi and spiritual power are not restrained, I am not ...... opponent, let alone ...... now" fell to the ground, Mu Shan raised his head slightly, but saw that what stood behind him was a stone sculpture of Pixiu.

There was a loud commotion above his head, and Mu Shan wanted to turn over and escape, but his body was already scarred and uncontrollable.

"Ah......" Two faint blue cold lights shot down again, piercing the back of Mu Shan's hand, and nailed him firmly to the magic circle.

Ahead, Pixiu's figure reappeared in Mu Shan's sight, its condescending, inoffensive posture, like a pronouncer of fate.