Chapter 284: Breaking the Realm (Part II)
The rat demon is the most rapidly reproducing demon clan in Zhou Tian.
They can reproduce thousands of offspring in an extremely short period of time, and although they are not very strong in combat, they are better in numbers.
The little white dragon rushed into the group of rat demons with a gun, and with just a few sweeps, a piece of stumps and severed limbs were set off, and countless fragmented limbs shattered over the basin, as if there was really a bloody storm.
It's just that the strength of the rat demon is not only reflected in the ability to reproduce and the number, their most powerful place is that they are fearless of life and death, especially the newly born mouse demon spirit is not yet born, they don't even understand what life and death are, they only know how to kill.
The thin body of the rat demon is like paper paste in front of the little white dragon, but when both humans and demons are exhausted, it seems that it is not difficult for a person to tear a piece of paper, but it is obviously impossible for him to tear tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of pieces of paper in a short time.
What's more, these paper-fragile rat demons in front of the little white dragon will not only be killed passively, they will also charge, and they will move forward.
If the little white dragon wants to rush into the formation in a short period of time, it is impossible to do it without paying any price.
After a quarter of an hour of killing, the little white dragon was worried about his brothers, so he had to snort coldly.
After a cold snort, the glittering silver head of the spear in his hand suddenly turned into mist.
The little white dragon's supernatural power is naturally water, and the mist of the spear head splashed countless water droplets under a cold tremor, and these water droplets seemed to have turned into steel beads, which could not only instantly penetrate the body of the rat demon, but also full of stamina, and howled miserably everywhere it passed.
In front of the little white dragon that threw out hundreds of water droplets with just a shake, a large piece of rat demon lay down almost instantly.
This picture is not as violent as it just came, but it is more brutal than when it was just when the limbs were flying.
The little white dragon stepped on the steps made of more than a few rat demons. After looking at it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had already discovered the eyes of this phantom array.
The Eye of the Array sits in the middle of the basin, and the ruined altar is occupied by rats, but a triangular organ is faintly visible floating in the center of the basin.
It was also at the moment when the little white dragon was discovered, a big demon phantom with a scaly body and a fishtail but a dog's head condensed into shape.
This demon is so weird, naturally it is absolutely unusual.
Ordinary cultivators obviously don't recognize it. But the little white dragon is a demon clan after all, and he told the origin of this big demon in one word: "Mirage!"
The mirage is the ancient bloodline of the demon race, which thrives in the deep sea, and its own combat power is not strong, but it has thousands of means to release the environment and let all living beings enter its world.
Although this phantom cannot have the powerful ability of a mirage entity, it is obviously also otherworldly, and it can be based on Lin Fan and Ye Ningshuang. The memories of the true monks and others arrange the illusion, and the half-truths and half-truths are the most likely to make people fall into the mud.
The little white dragon didn't know what his brothers were doing in the illusion at this time, but judging from the strength of this phantom, if it wanted to create a realistic environment, the external environment was very important.
The external environment refers to the surrounding illusion where the real body of the person trapped in the illusion is located, and this mirage beast obviously cannot make his brothers completely delirious, so if there is danger coming, they must sense it in the illusion world.
So to speak. The little white dragon felt that his brothers should be safe for now, except that this illusion was not strong. Bai Ziming should also be able to take charge of the party.
But it's best to break this illusion quickly, the little white dragon lifted his gun into the air, and the next moment he shot out.
After the gun was pierced to the limit, the silver head began to shake wildly because of the huge force, and the basin ushered in a heavy rain.
The rain was not like a downpour, as if it were just a god peeling back the clouds and pouring a cup of tea. After falling into the world, it scattered into rain, but of course there was not much for a cup of tea, and naturally it quickly fell back into the soil without any follow-up.
There was no follow-up of the water droplets that the little white dragon shook out with one shot, but the water droplets fell and covered half of the rat demons in the basin. The droplet that smashed into their bodies was a bloody hole that would not erupt, but it would be deadly.
In other words, in the next moment, the little white dragon urged half of the mysterious qi's divine power to almost clear the basin.
At least there was no rat demon between him and the mirage phantom.
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Sitting on the top of the mountain under the starry sky, I watched with relish.
The moonlight shone on his cheeks, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth at some point.
The heart of the mirage beast was only obtained when he went deep into the endless sea, and it took a lot of effort to do it, and now it seems that the effort is worth it, Lin Fan and the others are still in the illusion, although the little white dragon can resist the mirage, but this is a matter of plan.
Most of the Demon Emperor's hearts have some unconscious pride, and the reason why the five formations have not been connected for a long time is because of this reason.
The little white dragon's current role is a mallet, helping the desolate smash the pride of the remnant soul of the demon emperor in the five arrays.
Therefore, he doesn't want the mirage to defeat the little white dragon now, but hopes that the little white dragon can defeat the mirage, as for whether the array of eyes will be destroyed, the wilderness has no worries, since the array of eyes dares to be placed in front of people's eyes, he naturally has enough certainty.
The situation under the mountain is indeed in the direction he wants.
The mirage phantom was completely unable to resist the little white dragon's formula like a storm.
The little white dragon shot again and again, piercing the title of the mirage phantom, rippling round and round of ripples.
The majestic Xuan Qi blew up the white clothes that the little white dragon liked, if it weren't for the horns on his head, the little white dragon would be like a supreme master of the human race at this time.
The mirage phantom also felt powerless, and quickly retreated into the altar.
The little white dragon followed, his right hand out of the spear, his left hand against the bottom of the spear, and the spear burst out, following the mirage all the way into the altar, but was about to pierce the mirage phantom when it was blocked by some unknown barrier.
"Boom. With a loud bang, the entire basin suddenly shook, and countless rat clans who sprinted towards the little white dragon fell to the ground, and in an instant, a tragedy of stampede was formed.
The little white dragon didn't even look at these stupid rat clans, he just looked at the invisible barrier in front of him and frowned, because this invisible barrier gave him a feeling that it was difficult to defeat.
But his brothers are still in the illusion, and they can't kill the mirage remnant, and they always have to seriously injure him, so that his brothers can quickly get out of the illusion.
So he had no choice but to step up to the altar, take the silver spear that seemed to have a spirit, and then took a deep breath, his hands were reduced to afterimages, he was wise not to break the barrier, but he still used all his strength to stab ten thousand and one shots. (To be continued.) )