Chapter 146: The Drunken Swallowing Boy Dies!
Boom!
The pitch-black wine gourd that was crushed down like a cover of the sky suddenly cracked in the loud noise, and countless cracks were densely packed, covering the entire surface of the gourd.
And then it shattered.
Rumble!
The violent explosion of energy was like the sky falling apart.
In the night sky, the rampant laughter of the drunken boy came to an abrupt end as if he had suddenly eaten a fly.
His eyes were full of horror!
No way!
This white wolf only has such a small energy level, how can it break the starry night gourd that he has condensed!
As he was shocked to himself, a dazzling blue flame burned in the darkness, so dazzling.
The pitch-black gourd shattered and turned into an endless rain of debris, which re-dispersed into the darkness of nothingness as they fell.
Under such a background, the wolf of white bones with a burning blue flame appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the strange flame seemed to be able to devour any living creature nearby, and the momentum made the beast tremble.
The only strange thing is that the wolf's white bone body is the same as the Starry Night Gourd that was shattered by it before, densely packed with cracks, like a forcibly assembled skeleton, and from time to time some fine bone chips fall from the cracks, and it seems that it may fall apart at any time.
But that powerful aura is so real that people avoid it.
This is the blue flame battle state that Immortal Yu forcibly opened, just because the skeleton was shattered by the dead ghost pit in the Wasteland Secret Realm last time, and now he can still maintain a reluctant figure, in fact, he is already very satisfied.
Air.
The wine swallowing boy felt the breath of the fairy feather from the blue flame and white bone wolf, and immediately judged that the bone wolf in front of him was some kind of transformation state of his.
The smile that had stopped abruptly came back again, laughing heartily, and tears almost squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.
"The king beast of the wolf clan, you won't be a tamer who escaped from the circus, it's completely for Uncle Ben to make fun."
"I thought it would be some kind of great trick, except for the flames, what is the situation with the wolf-shaped skeleton that may fall apart at any time?"
"Wowhaha!"
At this time, the corner of Ishihara.
Yun Jian's face was already a little pale, but at this time, it looked more and more out of strength, and at a glance, it looked like it was excessive, or it was kidney deficiency.
He trembled in his hand and held a small vessel containing a few drops of crimson blood, exuding a heavy vitality, and even the air around him became clearer.
A few meters in front of him, a small purple array of ten meters in size was depicted, exuding endless mist.
In the formation, the demon moon held the unconscious wood spirit in her arms, and there were some mysterious magic weapons that escaped out of nowhere in front of her, and her technique was very similar to the forbidden sacrifice of the Lai Ye summoning the dead ghosts in the secret realm of the wasteland.
The difference is that the latter's pattern is fixed, while hers is alive, slowly rotating.
Yun Jian pitifully handed the utensils in his hand to Demon Yue, and said aggrievedly: "Oh, that's it, you save some use." ”
Demon Yue glanced at him angrily, this kidney-deficient son.
Putting the utensils beside her, the nails on her slender fingers slid lightly and cut a small wound on Mu Lingdu's fingertips, dripping out a drop of blood, which was melted into the formation by her, and suddenly a strange giant inscription wheel appeared above them, outlining the shape of the Big Dipper, revealing a mysterious aura.
Next, just as Demon Moon was about to start dissolving Mu Lingdu's contract, the ground of the entire Ishihara suddenly shook violently, causing her movements to stagnate.
So, she and Yun Jian looked at the battlefield in unison, and this time they were stunned.
In his eyes, the starry night gourd of the wine-swallowing boy was shattered by a wolf of white bones burning with blue flames all over his body.
They judged the identity of the fairy feather from the breath of the blue wolf, and they were even more surprised.
The Hoshino gourd that swallowed the boy before was all in their eyes, and they were very jealous, and when they were alone, neither of them was sure of what to do.
But now it was shattered by that white wolf, which was too incredible.
It wasn't until the drunken boy laughed that they realized that the skeleton of the Flame Wolf of Bones was full of cracks, so their minds were relieved.
Especially Demon Yue, the corners of her delicate mouth couldn't help but smile contemptuously.
Sure enough, it was just a return to the light, and he tried his best to take the attack of the mysterious ghost.
Now that even the skeleton has been shattered, what resistance does it have, and it will eventually die here, which is really pitiful.
The audience, including the Wine Devouring Demon Moon and others, had the most accurate observation of Immortal Yu's state at this time, but it was Po Li, who had just woken up in a coma.
His cloudy eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he had experienced a lot.
In addition to looking away at the strength of the Immortal Feather before, he could see at a glance that the cracks on the Immortal Feather skeleton were not the traces left by the Shielding Gourd.
Po Li had already checked the cold ice confinement of the Scarlet Demon Fox and confirmed that it was not his power that could be lifted, so he simply sat there with his ass and gave up the idea of running away with Broken Dreams.
He casually glanced at the two of them.
From things like demeanor, it was easy to judge the relationship between the demon moon and their enemies.
Anyway, he couldn't escape, but he looked at it in his mood, looking forward to the white wolf giving the ghost lord and a surprise to those two people.
It is an eternal truth that evildoers always have to pay a price.
In the middle of the battlefield.
In the face of the sarcastic words of the drunken boy, Xian Yu no longer regained his original aggrieved expression, indifferent and full of murderous intent.
I almost fought with my life just now, but fortunately, I still forcibly turned on the battle state of Blue Flame.
Even if his body was full of broken bones at this time, he was very satisfied, this was the result of the fact that he had been hunting dark beasts in the ruins of the divine capital for a few days ago to devour the spar and repair.
I'm really enjoying the feeling of having a lot of strength right now.
Suddenly, the blazing blue flames turned into his face, and he looked up at the sky, the corners of his mouth flashing with banter.
"Yes."
"Whether my skeleton will fall apart at any moment, you'll soon know."
As the words fell, the wolf shadow turned into a blue beam of light and rose into the sky.
"Humph!"
"If you actually look for death first, then Uncle Ben will fulfill you and shatter your skeleton!"
The wine-swallowing boy let out a disdainful snort, and the pitch-black figure also disappeared in place, turning into a dark torrent pouring blue light from the sky to the blue beam of fairy feathers, and the breath in his body exploded, like a heavenly river hanging over.
It's a pity that even so, Immortal Feather is still unfazed.
"You seem to be deliberately preventing me from snatching back my girl just now, so I'll tear you apart and open the way."
The light and breezy voice was like a kind of judgment, rippling through the audience.
Two billion energy levels!
In the corner of Ishihara, Yun Jian was completely shocked by the dark torrent of the drunken boy, and that power was beyond his reach.
The potential and strength of this mysterious spirit was far beyond his imagination.
The two blades finally collided, and just when he and Demon Moon thought that the Blue Flame and White Bone Wolf was finished, the shock happened again, leaving them stunned in place.
The next second.
In the air, even the space was shattered in the center of the energy agitation, and a head that emitted black gas fell, which was the wine swallowing boy.
Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.