Chapter Forty-Eight: The Devil's Spur Neck
After Ling Feng confronted the Demon Bull and the Demon Horse for a while.
The magic power of the magic cow and the magic horse of the plum blossom is slightly inferior, and it is too dangerous to cause too much danger to themselves.
The demon bull and the demon horse launched a strong attack, each turned around, and the bull head and the horse's head slammed into each other, "Bang!" A shocking sound sounded, and a puff of mushroom smoke and dust rose up, and the black and heavy went straight to the clouds.
"Wow!" sent out a strong shock wave, tearing the shadowless air into pieces, shaking in the sky, the ground jumped into two plates and collapsed, collapsing like dominoes, the ground quickly sank, looking like a bottomless cavern......
A seismic wave came, shaking the earth and the sky, as if standing on a huge wave.
Ling Feng fell to the ground unsteadily, and the crack of the plot spread rapidly, affecting Zhang Yuyuan beside him, and he was about to roll and fall.
Ling Feng had accumulated a little Xuan Gong in fierce battles, and when he reached the second-level Xuan Ying stage, he jumped up more than ten zhang high, and quickly floated away behind.
The four hooves of the demon bull and the demon horse were like the wind, and they swept across the sunken ground, flying hooves in the direction of Ling Feng's fluttering hooves.
Ling Feng looked down in the sky above, and the Demon Bull and Demon Horse were galloping below, no matter where they fell, they were within the effective attack range.
The magnitude of the two-headed collision of the Demon Bull and the Demon Horse is equivalent to an eight-magnitude earthquake, which is a local vibration aimed at the target of the attack, and it has not affected a large area, only within a radius of ten zhang There is a huge earthquake.
Ling Feng fell with all his strength in the air and landed on the top of a rockery.
A rockery is ingenious, up to dozens of zhang, with Taihu Lake stone layer by layer stacked yard masonry, and the real mountain is no different, the peaks and peaks are scattered, the ups and downs are magnificent, the majestic tiger stands on the dragon plate.
The magic cow and the magic horse crashed headlong into the rockery, "boom!" A rockery collapsed and razed to the ground, and a puff of smoke and dust flew up.
Ling Feng was violently shaken by a strong force, and his footing was unsteady and he rushed up again, pulling up and floating into the air.
Demon Bull and Demon Horse Cha saw Ling Feng's elegant figure, "Da!" "Da!" "Da!" "Da!" The sound of hooves was like thunder, and a gust of wind rushed after him.
Ling Feng looked down in the air, and the entire gambling hall looked down at the eyes, the scenery was beautiful, the colors were picturesque, and he fixed his eyes during the flight.
A cluster of arrows and bamboos, carried in front of the wall and behind the house, dotted with more style.
A small stream, babbling and crystal clear, where fish chase and frolic and jump up and down, separating the casino in half.
On both sides of the stream, rows of upside-down willows are waving in the wind, and the willow flying silk is drooping in the stream, rippling in the blue waves, stroking the clear crystal beads that swim slightly.
The bluestone bridge, flying over the creek to connect the two places, there is an octagonal pavilion in the middle, the eaves corner is warped and the dragon takes off, and there are several small boats tied to the water surface.
The eaves of the octagonal pavilion, lying on the stomach are eight lifelike dragons, carved from mahogany, red glazed tiles, embedded in the dragon body just right, but Xiao is as vivid as a piece of dragon scales.
At the top of the pavilion, a ruby shines brightly, implying the artistic conception of the eight dragons competing for pearls.
The octagonal pavilion is equipped with wooden tables and stone benches, teacups and chess, which is a rare place to play and relax, paddling and fishing, tasting tea and playing chess, laughing and laughing, entertainment and elegance, all in the charm of leisure scenes.
At this time, there are many big guys in the gazebo, rubbing and hugging their beautiful sisters playing in the dust, hunting for beauty and romance......
Ling Feng's strength to decline and fall was the top of the octagonal pavilion.
The demon bull and the demon horse are chasing the wind behind them, which will destroy the entire pavilion, and the red men and green women will die innocently under the devil's hooves.
Ling Feng saw that it was not good, he took a sharp breath of true qi, gasped in the air and refined his qi, suddenly, as soon as the dantian was hot, a current rushed into the limbs and eight bones of the limbs and rushed forward, and after the body was charged, he continued to raise his head to fly against the wind, and made a sharp turn to get out of the octagonal pavilion and cross the bluestone bridge.
"Shhh
"Snort!" "Snort!" A stream of water vapor rose into the air, enveloping a range of more than ten feet.
The Demon Bull and the Demon Horse saw the fireball turn around and avoid the octagonal pavilion and fall into the stream.
In an instant, "Whew!" The Demon Bull and the Demon Horse quickly formed a figure-eight shape left and right, and galloped towards the landing point of Ling Feng, the speed was too fast to stop, and they also rushed down into the stream.
"Boom!" "Boom!" exploded with a loud bang, and a cloud of water vapor rushed straight into the blue sky, stirring the stream backwards and surging upstream.
The Demon Bull and Demon Horse condensed into a strong force and pressed down on Ling Feng's body, and ordinary people would be crushed to pieces.
A stream of qi emanated from Ling Feng's body, emitting a layer of mist under the force, squeezing into a ball of qi, turning into a red ball and falling into the stream.
The Demon Bull and the Demon Horse emitted powerful attacks, turning into a cloud of green light and shooting towards the red balloon.
The color of the red balloon turned pink under the pressure of green light, and it was turning pale red little by little, and it was about to squeeze through the sphere, squeezing and deflating the human flesh into meat scraps.
A cloud of green light is dark green, slowly turning into pale green, and it never breaks through the protective qi of the red balloon.
The red balloon and the green light intersect each other for a short time, and the red and green light waves turn red into strong green, and the red and green colors are endlessly changing, and they are trying their best to hold on to each other.
The red balloon swelled at a high speed under the strong squeezing, the sphere became larger and swelled, and the green light contracted and became pale blue.
The green light was blazing bright, and the light was violent in an instant.
"Bang!" there was a bang, and the red balloon burst and burst open.
Ling Feng rushed out of a cloud of red light, a harrier flew towards the pavilion, and saw the demon bull and the horse chasing after the wind, he was in a hurry for a while, and threw a plum blossom in the air, "Whoosh!" An arrow shot at the demon horse.
A plum blossom, with a guiding function, shoots at the neck of the magic horse.
"Poof!" Feihua shot a blow into the neck of the magic horse, a plum blossom, and the remaining magic power was a blow, unable to penetrate the throat of the magic horse.
The magic horse was attacked while galloping, and a song of the front hooves rushed to kneel, and a reversed hind hoof soared and fell.
"Shh......h
A plum blossom, inserted into the neck cavity of the magic horse in a state of weakness, urgently needs to replenish the lost energy, to improve its own magic power, desperately absorb the demon blood*, moisturize the petals to nourish the stamen, gather more heavenly magic energy, and restore powerful magic power.
A plum blossom, which did not hurt the heart of the same demon, had to hate it in desperation, devouring the essence of the magic horse for its own use.
In a moment, the magic horse became an empty shelf, shriveled to skin and bones, and the meat and bone marrow differentiated into nutritious umami, devouring a plum blossom and leaving nothing left.
A plum blossom has restored the essence of the spirit, which is even more bright and dazzling, fragrant and fragrant, and looks full of magic and spirit.
The Demon Bull stared at Ling Feng in the air tightly, and galloped after it.
Ling Feng fell on the top of the octagonal pavilion, holding a huge ruby, he peeked and saw that the demon bull was flying like a wind, and the two horns were bent in the sun, flashing two sharp blue lights, and crashed into the octagonal pavilion.
Not good, the magic cow crashes into the octagonal pavilion and will destroy the entire pavilion.