Chapter 145: Fierce Monster
"The last one. Guru Bayin looked indifferently at the mountain demon who was kneeling in the mud, screaming and rolling in pain.
The blood of the demon gives the mountain demon several times more power, and this power comes at the cost of their life force.
At one point, Guru Bayin suddenly looked up at the sky. There is no sun and moon in the Sealing Spirit Mist Area, and the sky and the earth are all white, but the strong spiritual power fluctuations of the flying boat passing in the air, how can he hide it.
Master Bayin's figure moved, left the place, and after a few breaths, the figure appeared on the top of a tall and dense canopy more than ten zhang above the ground. The figure gently fluctuated with the branches and leaves of the mountain wind, and he quietly sensed it for a while, feeling slightly confused.
"Did all three of them leave? Hehe, I originally wanted to disturb the trial area and lure you down...... Now it seems to be easier. Well, in a deep mountain in the lower realm, what can attract cultivators? Unless it is ......" Master Bayin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he flipped over his hand and took out the "Blood Mastiff Secret Map", his eyes flashed thoughtfully.
After a while, the corners of Master Bayin's mouth hooked up a strange smile, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and let out a unique trilled roar of the demon clan.
This demon roar echoed in the mountains and forests, and the aftermath was like thunder, and the roar was endless.
With this demon roar, the sound of the demon roar of the dense forest in the valley of the entire Sealed Spirit Fog Region came and went, and it continued for a long time, intensifying and intense, and the fierceness and cruelty revealed by the roar made the proud sons of the three kingdoms in the entire region all stop in horror and look at each other in horror.
Guru Bayin's demonic roar lasted for half a moment, then suddenly stopped, and his body shook and disappeared without a trace.
And driven by his shocking demon roar, the mountain demons who had eaten the blood of the demon spirits in the entire area were completely agitated, and their desire to attack increased tenfold, and they roared all over the mountains and fields, shining with green light, and they were not afraid of death to attack and kill the proud sons of the Three Kingdoms everywhere.
In the distance, Luo Xiao stopped and looked back, frowning: "Are these monsters crazy?"
It looks like you're going to have to advance quickly, otherwise I really don't dare to say if you can kill the monster as smoothly as before.
The heart was tight, but Luo Xiao couldn't speed up, because the fog had too much impact on his vision, and if he rushed too fast and hit the ambush circle of the mountain demon or the pride of other countries, it would not be a good thing to win or lose. Luo Xiao doesn't mind fighting, this is a national war trial, but ambushing an opponent and being ambushed by an opponent are two different things.
Soon, there was a faint sound of fighting in front of him, which proved Luo Xiao's caution.
About a hundred zhang away, Nangong Changying and Feng Shuangxi struggled to resist back to back, covered in red and green—the red was their blood, and the green was the blood of the mountain demon.
Besieging them were two werewolf-like mastiffs.
At this moment, the fangs and stiffness, the demon body is one-third larger than before, a head taller than ordinary people, the arms are as thick as ordinary people's thighs, the hair on the face is unusually vigorous and dense, the eyes are like spewing green fire, and the ten sharp nails of the claws are like ten curved daggers, glowing with a dark and terrifying glow. As the claws of the two mastiffs tore and flew in the air, blood burst out, and minced flesh was thrown in all directions.
"Brother Nangong, something is wrong...... The two mastiffs swelled again, faster and sharper claws...... Feng Shuangxi was slightly distracted, and a paw swept past his cheek, tearing off half of his ear, which directly broke the appearance of this first proud son of Gyeonggi.
"It's that weird roar...... Duh!" Nangong Changying roared out of the gun, the gun was like a dragon out of the water, and the red tassels were flying, like fierce blood.
While!
The shiny tip of the spear collided with the black finger claw, overflowing with vigor and bursting out with a large canopy of sparks.
The fangs were only knocked back two steps before striking again.
Nangong Changying's hands were numb, and he could barely hold the spear - damn it, the strength of this mastiff demon has increased again, it was only an eighth-level beginner at most before, and now it is estimated that it is an eighth-level intermediate level.
Nangong Changying, who was only in the middle of the seventh order, benefited from the mysterical footwork of the family heirloom Sangui in terms of speed, barely losing to his opponent, but was completely suppressed in strength. In the case of huge consumption of Yuan Force, the fight can only rely on the strength of the body more often.
What made him gasp even more was that he had used the Cloud Breaker Gun to stab three of his opponent's nails one after another, but this time, the opponent's nails not only grew back, but also took the sturdiness to a higher level, and it was already able to match the Cloud Breaker Gun.
Losing the last reliance on the spiritual weapon, Nangong Changying knew that he could no longer fight against these two mastiff demons whose strength had exploded.
"Kill!" Nangong Changying roared and staggered with Feng Shuangxi, turning into his spear stabbing stiff, and Feng Shuangxi's sword blocking his fangs.
Boom! The stiff stiff was knocked back again and again, roaring angrily, slashing with both claws, and hitting the cloud-breaking spear to continuously sputter white rays. And Nangong Changying gave full play to the advantage of the spear being one inch long and one inch strong, stabbing seven times in a row, knocking the stiff back seven steps. And these seven steps also left enough buffer space for Feng Shuangxi to remove the fierce force of the fangs. Even so, the gap in strength between the two sides was too large, which also made Feng Shuangxi vomit blood step by step, and the blood flowers splattered on the ground like a lotus, which can be described as a blood lotus step by step.
Bang! Feng Shuangxi couldn't retreat, and his body slammed into a big tree.
The fangs pounced in the air, and he plucked out his heart with one claw, but he didn't get his heart, he only grabbed a gun, and the barrel of the gun shook and flicked, stretching the huge body of the fangs to staggering a few steps - Nangong Changying is indeed far inferior to the fangs in terms of strength, but the demon has a strong demon body and is born with extraordinary talents, while people have martial arts skills, and their strength is insufficient to make up for their skills.
"Let's go!" Nangong Changying stretched out his hand to hold Feng Shuangxi, and was about to rush into the fog.
At this moment, a mutation was born, and the two thick "branches" of the tree behind Feng Shuangxi suddenly closed, and there was a dense sound, which clamped Feng Shuangxi's body, and circled it five or six times, from bottom to top, Feng Shuangxi's feet, hands, waist, chest, and neck were strangled to death, making him bleed from his mouth and nose, and his eyes bulged angrily.
Nangong Changying was startled, and stabbed the spear violently at the branch, and suddenly the wind above his head made a loud noise, and a demon fell from the sky, stepped on the barrel of the gun with both feet, and the huge force stepped the gun head into the mud, blasting out a big pit, and the mud and dust were splashed everywhere.
The next moment, the stiff claws slammed into Nangong Changying's chest with a violent force, and the latter had no choice but to abandon the gun and meet it with both fists. In the explosion of the epicenter, Nangong Changying's body flew away from the earthquake. And right behind him, the fangs smiled and stretched out the left claw of the black light Sensen, and the five sharp long nails comparable to the spirit weapon were like spikes in the trap waiting for the prey to fall, aiming at Nangong Changying's left back - You Junlin was cut out alive by the same "back claw" at the beginning!
However, Nangong Changying is not a half-tone You Junlin after all, although he has fought viciously, his Yuan Power has been consumed, and he has not seen the terrible heart-digging claws behind him, but Nangong Changying will never ignore that there is a terrible enemy behind him, and his own people are in the air, and they can't defend at all.
At the moment of life and death, Nangong Changying gritted his teeth, squeezed out the little remaining Yuan Force of the Yuan Core, and suddenly stretched out a Yuan Force shield to protect the vital point of the upper body.
As soon as the Yuanli shield was opened, it was grabbed by the claws of the fangs, but with the power of this blockade, Nangong Changying struggled to twist his body - poof! Five sharp nails came out through his chest, but because of Nangong Changying's move, the heart-digging claw that was originally cut to the left chest became a piercing of the right chest, piercing the back and lungs, although it was also a heavy injury, it was not fatal.
"Ahh
Nangong Changying screamed and struggled forward, breaking away from the clutches of the devil, a puff of blood mist erupted, and he knelt on one knee.
At this time, he heard two pops, and two blood-soaked eyeballs fell in front of him, and he looked up in shock, and saw Feng Shuangxi's entire blue-purple face being strangled and suffocated, and there were only blood holes left in the two eye sockets......
Nangong Changying's face turned pale, and a wave of despair surged through his heart like a tidal wave. Finished!
The stiffness, the caracal fangs are one after the other, and the four claws are like cages, enveloping the last prey. Just when the bloody claw tips were about to touch Nangong Changying's body, suddenly the two mastiff demons had surprised expressions on their faces at the same time, and they all retracted their claws, stupedated, bounced off, and jumped into the air.
Rumble!
The dryad that strangled Fengshuangxi suddenly exploded, splitting apart, and in the dazzling white light, a green round shield rushed out, spinning like a wheel, roaring like a cry, and it could pass through the soles of its stiff feet, if this mastiff demon reacted a little slower, its feet would not need to be wanted.
The flying shield burst the dryad with one blow, startling away the two mastiffs, and its momentum was exhausted, and it rebounded with a swish, and disappeared into the dense fog.
Yuan Li's strength caused the dryad's flesh and internal organs to shatter into chips, hitting the surrounding branches and grass blades, crackling like rain.
In the blood mist in the sky, a figure wearing a white light film-like Yuan Force shield walked slowly, and the dripping and rotating green mangyuan shield on his left forearm was particularly eye-catching.
Nangong Changying exclaimed: "It's you, Luo Zifeng!"
With a dragon scale shield in his left hand and a dragon hunting knife in his right hand, Luo Xiao casually held a knife flower in his hand and looked at Nangong Changying: "If you can still move, run as hard as you can, these two mastiff demons will be handed over to me." ”