Chapter Forty-Eight: Fighting Two Demons Single-handedly (1)
The minotaur laughed wildly after hearing Guo Mohan's angry voice, and his red eyes were like two flames.
It shouted violently, danced the five-light stone pillar in its hand, and rushed towards Guo Mohan fiercely.
Guo Mohan didn't move, and a trace of unprecedented killing intent appeared in his eyes.
The five-light stone pillar swirled and danced in the hands of the minotaur, forming a beautiful light wheel, and pressed towards Guo Mohan with a surging momentum, Guo Mohan's face did not change, he gently touched the head of the sac, and silently recited some kind of incantation in his mouth.
The sac underwent a strange change under her touch, its weak body continued to condense under the catalysis of this spell, and the blue demonic energy on its body also diffused in the air, and the gloom swirled. Just when the big light wheel of the five-light stone pillar was about to hit Guo Mohan, the eyes of the five-light stone pillar became as blue as ice, flashing a dazzling evil light, and the blue strong light outweighed the brilliance of the five-light stone pillar, enveloping Guo Mohan's body.
"Demon Condensation - Resentful Infant Nether Sword."
"Demon condensation? She would use this kind of spell that could imitate the alchemist's technique in a short period of time. Ding Lingxiu was stunned, and the cigarette almost fell off.
After the light dimmed, a blue bone sword appeared in Guo Mohan's hand, the five-light stone pillar attacked with domineering force, Guo Mohan held the sword with both hands, Huo Ran a cold light, and the demon fire of the sac tore the air, making a piercing boiling sound. Although the bone sword is not as strong as the five-light stone pillar, this demonic energy is amazingly powerful, the minotaur only felt a flick of his wrist, and the tiger's mouth hurt, and the five-light stone pillar actually flew out of his hand and smashed towards the position where Ding Lingxiu was standing.
Ding Lingxiu hurriedly turned over and flashed, but this qiē happened too quickly, and he was still affected by the power of this five-light stone pillar, as soon as his feet hit the ground, he only felt a shock and dizziness in front of him, and his stomach turned over and over, obviously hit the magic of this five-light stone pillar. In an instant, the surroundings were filled with all kinds of colorful dazzling lights, and Ding Lingxiu only felt that the sky was dark in front of him, and his body was like cotton, and he staggered and fell to the ground.
Guo Mohan did not hesitate, taking advantage of the Minotaur's weapon to get out of his hand, he slashed horizontally, the Minotaur jumped back to dodge, and the Resentful Infant Netherworld Sword slashed into the void in the wind. Guo Mohan chased and struck fiercely, his white clothes fluttered up, his footsteps were as rapid as lightning, and the sword in his hand swept horizontally.
And Ding Lingxiu had already lost his senses, and his mouth was full of fish, so he had to endure the feeling of dizziness, grappling the ground with his hands, and crawling out of the magic range of the five-light stone pillar with difficulty, before he staggered and barely stood still, but his ears were still buzzing like a drum beating beside him.
I thought that this minotaur was arrogant and would not fall behind if the weapon was knocked away, but I didn't expect that as soon as this five-light stone pillar got out of his hands, this minotaur could only blindly dodge, and he didn't dare to compete with Guo Mohan at all. The blood-red eyes also faded bloodshot and even became a little frightened.
And the monster dressed as a magician eating cake on the side was not calm, she glanced at the battle situation and found that the minotaur was already very passive, but Guo Mohan became more and more courageous, vertical and horizontal, like an ancient chivalrous woman who had experienced a hundred battles, dancing like the wind and snow in white, the bone sword was at ease in her hand, and the nose of the minotaur was pierced, and the nose ring had fallen off, dripping blood. The magician-looking youkai stepped out of the tiger skin chair and jumped towards the battle with a plate.
She came up behind the minotaur, spoon in her mouth, and asked nonchalantly:
"Hey, Brother Niu, do you want to help?"
I saw that the minotaur was exhausted in the face of Guo Mohan's ensuing attacks at this time, and turned his head with difficulty and shouted:
"Nonsense, of course, hurry, hurry up and release my demon power."
The magician-looking youkai scratched his head, thought for a moment and said:
"Hee-hee, are you sure? Now your demonic power has absorbed a lot of that Taoist priest's Neidanyou? ”
The minotaur, however, was already six gods and had no master, and shouted hysterically:
"Hurry, hurry, hurry up and release my demon power!"
But it was so distracted, Guo Mohan's resentful infant nether sword had already reached the chest of the minotaur, and the blue demon fire suddenly rose, and the minotaur only felt that the whole body was instantly scorching, and the cone piercing pain hit the whole body.
"Ugly youkai, you!" Guo Mohan roared angrily.
Her cold eyes were as cold as ice, and she raised the Ghost Sword of the Resentful Infant without mercy, reaching the Minotaur's heart.
At this moment, the magician-looking monster actually took out the spirit ball from a large iron box under the tiger skin chair, and began to use its two hands to continuously rub on the surface of the spirit ball, the cold and cold patterns inside the spirit ball began to change, and the earthy yellow spots of light were arranged in a line, slowly converging into the magician's hand, and it pulled out the earthy yellow demonic energy from the spirit ball. As soon as this demonic energy broke free from the shackles of the Spirit Gathering Ball, it immediately shot into the Minotaur's body like a ball of ghostly fire.
At this time, Guo Mohan's sword blade broke through the air and had already pierced half an inch into the minotaur's skin.
Ding Lingxiu's consciousness was a little sober, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the movements of the magician monster:
"So that's the case, no wonder the demon compass didn't react, they actually put all the demon qi into the spirit gathering ball, it's really cunning"
At the same time, the Demon Seeking Compass finally reacted, showing the attributes of the minotaur in front of him:
Ghost Name: Scalper Level: Demon Elite Weakness: Vampire Worms
Just when Ding Lingxiu looked at the demon compass, the scalper spirit who was confronting Guo Mohan had already condensed back into demonic energy, its body shape had undergone strange changes, all the human clothes it was wearing were torn, revealing the muscles inside, its eyes had become blood-red again, and the sharp horns on its head had doubled in size.
It tightly held the Resentful Infant Netherworld Sword stabbed by Guo Mohan, and the blue demon fire seemed to have no effect on it at this time, the demon elite, this is a monster that is one grade higher than the demon level, although it is only two words short, but the strength is a huge disparity between heaven and earth. The ox spirit snorted angrily, blood still dripping from the nostrils stabbed by the sword, and it pulled it hard, and the Infant Nether Sword was pulled out of the thick cowhide.
Guo Mohan only heard a crunch of his wrist, and the whole person fell to the ground with the sword.
The scalper said resentfully:
"Hehe, stinky, you were still alive and wanted to kill Lao Tzu just now, let you taste Lao Tzu's power now."
This red-eyed demon elite gritted his teeth and glared at Guo Mohan, and used brute force to twist the Resentful Infant Netherworld Sword in his hand, the Resentful Infant Netherworld Sword had begun to make a cracking sound under this powerful force, and the demonic qi of the sac had a strong shock, and it seemed that the demonic power was about to be dissipated.
Guo Mohan looked unwilling, but there was no way to let go of the hand holding the sword of the resentful baby, because the sac was temporarily demonized into a sword shape under Guo Mohan's spell, once he got rid of it, he lost the control of Guo Mohan's spell, and the sac was likely to have no demonic power in a short period of time, and was instantly crushed into powder by the scalper. At this time, even if the spell is lifted, it will be the same result.
And Ding Lingxiu wanted to help, but found that his two legs were still out of touch with his consciousness, as if he didn't exist on his own body, no matter how he wanted to move his two legs, he didn't react, and it was difficult to move an inch.
Cold sweat oozed from Ding Lingxiu's forehead, and he shouted at Guo Mohan:
"I can't help you with the magic of the five-light stone, you hurry up and break the spell, or you will all die."
Guo Mohan bit his lip and replied weakly:
"No, then the bag will be killed."
"Haha? Will it be killed? The scalper smiled evilly, increased the strength of his hand, and said viciously: "You will all be killed by me, boiled into broth, and even the bones will be fed to the stupid bears outside." ”
Guo Mohan gritted his teeth, but found that she couldn't compete with the huge power of the scalper essence at all, her delicate lotus arm had spasmed, and the demonic fire of the Resentful Infant Nether Sword had gradually dimmed.
But the scalper spirit coped with it easily, and it seemed that it was more than enough to deal with three more Guo Mohan. She closed her eyes, and couldn't think of any way, so she had to free her other hand to take the Vulture Palace lamp out of her bag, trying to summon Chi Ying and another youkai to fight.
But she didn't want her intention to be immediately recognized by the scalper, the scalper burst into a shout, Guo Mohan only felt that his eardrum seemed to have been punched, and the sky in front of him was chaotic, and he was stunned. And the sac also screamed, the demonic spirit was scattered, and the consciousness was unknown.
This sucks.
Ding Lingxiu looked at this qiē in a daze, slowly leaned against the wall, and clenched the military dagger in his hand. Z