Zhang Xiaohu let go of the spear with his left hand, bent his elbow in front of him, stirred his right hand, tightly wrapped the body of the spear, and the tail of the gun was retracted, firmly clamped under his armpit.

The figure did not stop, and continued to rush towards the black smoke, although the spear in his hand was missing the staff of one hand, but the tip of the spear did not tremble, and stabbed away steadily.

The tentacles above the head roared, and the violent power made people's hearts tremble, and this tentacle was not one, without Xiang'er's fire meteor, all the tentacles attacked this side, the sky was full of afterimages, the strong wind was raging, and the fist-sized gravel on the ground was blown away by the wind.

Zhang Xiaohu was like a beast out of the cage, staring at the black smoke in front of him, his steps were twenty or thirty meters away, and the ground was stepped out of one big pit after another, and a cloud of smoke and dust extended out from behind him, looking from a distance, it looked like a smoke dragon was rushing forward.

The rumbling sound in the stone forest was non-stop, the sand and stones on the ground kept shaking, and the towering stone pillars shook slightly, and at this moment, even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped.

There was a burst of light on his arm, and the rich gold tightly wrapped the arm that was holding his mind in front of him, and the wisps of light kept pouring out, and the darkness brought by the approaching black shadow of the tentacles was swept away.

Click.

After the tentacles came into contact with the power, the light of the swallow instantly pierced tiny eyeholes on the tentacles, and then they were scattered by the huge force, and the power shook a few times, and it was dark.

The incomparably hard arm bone made a seeping sound, and on the arm bone, a long crack stretched all the way to the arm, and the arm muscles were blue and purple under the twitching of the tentacles.

Zhang Xiaohu let out a muffled snort, this time it was hard, his face was distorted in pain, big drops of sweat rolled down, and a cold breath continued to spread along his arm, until it reached his shoulder, and then it was gradually melted away by the strength.

After stumbling under his feet, Zhang Xiaohu was almost knocked down, but the tip of the flat stab did not change, and he continued to stab at the black smoke steadily.

The black shadows in front of him were overwhelming, and the tentacles were laid down one after another, but they did not change because Zhang Xiaohu took a tentacle.

The blood wrapped around the arm bones, constantly repairing the broken parts, but the tentacles came too quickly, and there was not much time left for repairs before they were beaten again.

The arm bones that were dissatisfied with the crack could no longer resist the whipping of the tentacles, and there was a click, and the arm turned back and hit the body, twisting like a twist, and the sharp broken bones pierced out of the muscles, instantly staining the entire arm red.

The tentacles that had discounted the arm continued to fall, sacrificing the arm and failing to block its attack, such a short distance, Zhang Xiaohu couldn't dodge at all, and he didn't think about dodging at all, only to see him tilt his head and bump into the tentacle.

The golden energy wrapped around the head, and it collided heavily with the tentacles, and with a bang, Zhang Xiaohu only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the sky was full of Venus flying in front of him.

The tentacles burst open, turned into a cloud of black mist and quickly flew back to the body and blended in, Zhang Xiaohu's forehead was dripping with blood, the hardest head of the human body was dented, and a large amount of blood flowed down his face, making his eyes blurry.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't stop, he didn't care about the blood on his face, his scrapped left hand hung on his side, and the only remaining right hand held a spear and stabbed into the black smoke.

Overhead, the tentacles continued to fall, Zhang Xiaohu roared angrily, and the tip of the spear spewed out a series of thunderbolts, jumping and raging in the black smoke, scorching every wisp of smoke.

Black Smoke screamed, trembling and rolling, tentacles thrashing frantically, bodies moving desperately to dodge the spear's attacks.

Zhang Xiaohu sneered, his footsteps did not stop, no matter how the black smoke escaped, the tip of the gun always pierced him, and the electric light fire fox kept exploding, quickly burning the black smoke.

The eyes can't see, and even the ears, under several sound wave attacks, have become half-deaf, Zhang Xiaohu simply shielded the five senses, and only used perception to observe each other.

It turned out that he could see the perception of hundreds of miles and thousands of miles, but after being imprisoned by this world, he could only see less than 100 meters around, but Zhang Xiaohu didn't expect that at such a close distance, after blocking his vision and hearing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and everything appeared in his heart.

The black smoke was constantly changing like a translucent object, and in it, a fist-sized, hole-riddled thing moved rapidly, dodging the leaping arc fire, and again and again, passing by the electric light, even if the thunder kept exploding, it could not hurt the thing in the slightest.

In the tiny holes, wisps of black smoke erupted from them and added to the dim smoke clouds, Zhang Xiaohu understood, this is the body of black smoke, if you don't destroy this thing, the black smoke may never be able to be killed, no matter how hard you try, it's just useless, and the black smoke that can be replenished at any time is afraid that people will fight with him, it's not good, which makes him stab the smoke cloud is a trap.

The tentacles in the sky whipped down frantically, Zhang Xiaohu did not retreat or dodge, the spear did not move, the thunder continued to rage, and as soon as he raised his foot, he kicked it according to the tentacles.

The legs and tentacles kept colliding in the air, making bursts of roars, and the shock wave spread out in circles, the thighs were much more solid than the arms, and they collided many times in a row, although the cracking of the leg bones could be heard in the bombardment, but Zhang Xiaohu still persevered.

The leg bones are hard, and there is no need to hold a staff and spear, the two legs take turns, although the tentacles above his head are constantly remnant, Zhang Xiaohu's legs tremble, but he is firmly nailed to the side of the black smoke, and the spear in his hand is raised flat, and he does not move at all.

The pants were already broken, the shards were fluttering in the air, the calves were stained with blood, red and swollen as much as usual, blood beads kept oozing out of the skin, the leg bones were deformed, and both calves supported the body in a strange way.

Zhang Xiaohu's mind was not on this, shielding his five senses, and even the pain left him, and now in his eyes, there were only the black spots that kept flying, the tip of the gun was steadily stabbing in the black smoke and motionless, and the thunder was constantly raging in the black smoke.

Because he knew that there was only one chance for him at most, as long as he could see the black spots moving inside through the dense black fog, the black smoke would never move in the smoke cloud so recklessly, let alone pass in front of the tip of the gun several times.

"Got You"

Zhang Xiaohu roared in his heart, the trajectory of the black dots became clearer and clearer in his eyes, and Zhang Xiaohu didn't move when he brushed the tip of the gun several times until this time.

Bite.

A crisp voice sounded, and the whole world fell silent in an instant.

The spear was sent forward, the tip of the spear nailed squarely into a hole in the black dot, the smoke cloud stopped at this moment, and the tentacles of the whipping suddenly stopped in mid-air as if it had been clicked and paused, until the whistling wind gradually subsided.

"Ah......h

The black smoke let out a terrible scream, sharp and piercing, and went straight into the sky.

The sound wave was agitated, and Zhang Xiaohu, who bore the brunt of the attack, shot a stream of dirty blood from both ears, and at this moment, the eardrum ruptured, and the person was completely deaf.

The stone pillar beside him shook and collapsed under the impact of the sound waves, and Xiang'er and Xiaobai in the distance suddenly shook, and the seven orifices rushed blood, and then returned to a motionless state.

Zhang Xiaohu's long-accumulated strength frantically poured into the tip of the gun, and the thunder was more than double the rage just now, and his eyes were stinging, if it weren't for Zhang Xiaohu's eyes being covered by blood, and sealing his five senses, this time he would be blind, and his eyes would be burned and melted.

The thunder erupted, tightly wrapping the black dots, shining like the sun, and the thunder flames kept burning in the air, making a sizzling sound.

The black smoke contracted suddenly, and the dimmed smoke cloud became thick again, disappearing in front of him as quickly as ink, leaving only an irregular stone full of holes and the size of a fist suspended in the air, if it weren't for the tip of the spear being nailed to it, Zhang Xiaohu couldn't believe that the black smoke that had been fighting for a long time was such a thing.

In every tiny hole, the ink-like smoke cloud is flowing, resisting the jet of thunder, and the arc can't break through the ink defense line for a while, and it is firmly blocked outside the stone, although the electric light fire fox keeps jumping, and wisps of green smoke continue to drift to the sky, but the ink seems to be endless, Zhang Xiaohu even urged several times, but he couldn't beat it back.

Black smoke continued to pour out of the stones, gathering together with the ink, fighting against the thunder, although the high temperature quickly reduced the amount of ink, but the stones desperately erupted black smoke, but for a while it was on par with the thunder.

The strength in Zhang Xiaohu's body gradually weakened, and he had already reached the extreme, even his qi and blood, because he was beaten one after another, was almost exhausted, and he didn't want to come up with a means, even if he had stabbed the black smoke body and erupted the thunder into the hole, there was no way to win.

Zhang Xiaohu's body suddenly flashed with a red light, his qi and blood rushed straight into the sky like a pillar, and the qi and blood around his body rolled like substance, but his face became extremely pale, and at this time, he chose to burn his qi and blood as the last fight.

Qi and blood churned in the body, and the strength was born out of nothing, constantly growing from every cell, and after circulating in the body, it gathered into a rolling torrent and poured into the tip of the gun, and the thunder erupted wildly, frantically hitting the stones, burning the black smoke like ink.

"Ah......h

There was a scream from the stone, and the ink, which was originally quite strong, finally retreated under the eruption of the thunder, and continued to shrink into the hole, only to see the electric light shining, and the continuous arc of electricity sprayed out of the hole, and the small holes were opened up, and the electric light gradually became a piece on the surface of the stone.

In the remaining holes that were not occupied by electric light, large puffs of black smoke suddenly erupted, winding and converging into tentacles in the air, frantically whipping towards Zhang Xiaohu, and without the resistance of black smoke ink, those holes were quickly occupied by electric light, and the screams gradually weakened.

This is a desperate blow to the black smoke, either you die or I die, he gave up the battle for the body, and attacked the opponent with all his strength, as long as he can be driven away by the opponent, even if it is just one step, so that the body will no longer be hit by the thunder, he can win.