As soon as the blood-devouring beads stained the flesh and blood, the bloody aura swept away all over the sky, along the wounds of the mountain god, and invaded the inside of his body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mountain god shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the blood-devouring beads.

Once the blood-devouring beads start sucking blood, unless the piece of flesh is cut off, where can it be easily thrown off?

And the blood-devouring beads are attached to his head, and he can't learn how to hook the snake in the way of "a strong man with a broken wrist and a gecko with a broken tail".

The mountain god struggled twice, but he couldn't shake off the blood-devouring beads, and he was already furious, and he slammed his hooves on the ground, and the ground under my feet quickly cracked, revealing a large crack.

I was caught off guard for a moment, and in an instant I was swallowed by this rift.

As soon as I fell, the mountain god stomped his hooves again, and the dirt around the fissure closed in the blink of an eye, burying me inside.

Buried by the power of the soil, even if I have turned into a gluttonous body, I can't move for a while.

The mountain god is worthy of being a god, although it is only the lowest god, but this kind of power that has mastered the laws of heaven and earth is by no means comparable to ordinary magic.

Moreover, after the soil buried me, the Red Dragon Jue lost the support of the power of the flames of the outside world, and without the strength to continue to transform the gluttonous power, the gluttonous scale armor on my appearance quickly faded.

Fortunately, I can still be a corpse, so I won't be buried alive and suffocated like a living person.

Above my head, I could feel the force of the earth smashing into the dirt above.

I guess the mountain god is summoning the huge rock again, intending to build a tomb for me.

I was still holding the black hammer, and as my mind moved, it scaled down to the size of my thumb.

As a result, the dirt space below suddenly became a dent.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I stretched out my five fingers, leaned on the claws of my fingertips, and with a few smacks, I scratched at the depression.

After a few scratches, I didn't grab up, but sideways.

It was a little difficult at first, because the dirt was smashed solidly.

But after a few steps forward, the soil became soft, and with my strength, I squeezed back and forth, and soon a humanoid range was free.

That way, I can dig horizontally with both arms.

It only took half a minute for me to dig several meters forward, then quickly change direction and dig upwards.

After a few steps, the top was dug up, revealing a raging forest.

After jumping out, I saw that the place where I had stayed before was indeed full of boulders, and smashed all around.

If I dig straight up, I'm going to hit a wall.

Just as I was jumping out, I heard a roar beside me, and immediately after, a shadow swooped down and slammed into me!

It's the god of the mountains!

He swooped up at this time, and I couldn't dodge it at all, and I was already knocked up by him and fell into the distance.

The mountain god pounced again, jumped in front of me, raised his hooves the size of a water tank, and stepped on me.

I quickly rolled over and dodged, and a carp stood up from the ground, and with an outstretched arm, a black hammer appeared from my hand, and smashed it on the hoof joint of the mountain god, smashing it into a blur of flesh and blood.

But this injury was not enough to seriously injure the mountain god, and I could only keep wandering and relying on guerrilla warfare to consume his physical strength.

At this time, a layer of golden light faintly appeared on the head of the mountain god, wrapping the place where the blood-devouring beads were absorbed.

I have a heart-to-heart with the Blood Eater Bead, and I understand that under the effect of this layer of golden light, the speed at which the Blood Eater Bead sucks blood has been greatly reduced.

It seems that this layer of golden light should be the divine power used by the mountain god.

Since this is the case, I simply raised my hand, recalled the blood devouring bead, and then pinched my fingers into a sword trick, and when I applied it, the blood devouring bead flew out again and flew towards the rest of the injured parts of the mountain god's body.

Under the urging of the Edgeworth, the speed of the blood devouring bead was very fast, and in a flash, it fell on the knee of the mountain god.

Taking advantage of this, I grabbed the black iron hammer in both hands and slammed it down, hitting the blood devouring bead, hammering it into the flesh of the mountain god's knees.

After all, the Blood Devouring Bead is also my blood refining magic weapon, so although I don't understand the essence of the Blood Devouring Bead, I know how tough this bead is, it looks like glass, but if it is hammered with a black iron, it will definitely not be broken.

Otherwise, the bead would not have been hidden under the molten lava at the bottom of the volcano for so many years, and it would not have been damaged.

After all, a magic weapon is a magic weapon, and it is not so easy to destroy.

This hammer went down, and at the moment when the black iron hammer touched the flesh and blood of the mountain god, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in my body.

From the top of this black iron hammer, there was suddenly a power full of bloody aura, transmitted over, and then quickly absorbed by the gluttonous corpse eye on the back of my left hand.

Immediately after, the corpse's eye turned, and it unprecedentedly transmitted a vibrant power to my left hand!

For a moment, I only felt that my entire left hand was suddenly like a dead tree in spring, and it was suddenly full of life!

That's the power of blood!

This force was so strong that even under the arm of my left hand, the flesh and bones, which had dried up after the corpse transformation, were brought back to life!

Streams of fresh blood filled my entire left arm, making the meridians under the flesh beat rapidly, strong and powerful.

I can clearly feel that the strength of my left hand is showing a geometric multiplier!

I don't know why this is happening, but it's a good thing.

This change is probably related to hemophagocytosis.

Because after I hammered it down just now, instead of being hammered into the flesh and blood of the mountain god, the blood-devouring bead was embedded in the top of the black iron hammer.

Both things have been refined by my blood, and I can feel the change in both.

It seems that if this continues, it will make the Blood Devouring Bead and the Black Iron Hammer become a whole, forming a new weapon.

I simply let go of my right hand, roared, picked up the black hammer with my left hand, and smashed it down.

This hammer is more than twice as powerful as the previous two-handed attack.

As soon as the hammer fell, blood flew, the buffalo's hooves suddenly softened, and half of the bones were broken by me.

At the same time, there was an even more violent force of blood, which passed from the top of the black hammer to the gluttonous corpse's eye, and then transformed from the gluttonous corpse's eye to my left arm.

Two more hammers went down, and I knocked off another leg of the mountain god.

Two of its four legs were broken, and the behemoth, the size of a house, could no longer stand, and fell to the ground.

I jumped over and landed in front of the mountain god's head, and took advantage of the great strength of the moment to raise the black hammer and smash it on his head!

"Wait!" When the mountain god saw my actions, he panicked and hurriedly begged for mercy.