Chapter 518: Block with all your might
Hu Wanjun's roar came from the green mist, and then a black monster with two heads and four arms broke through the mist, which was ten zhang in size.
At this time, Hu Wanjun had already cast his demonic body, and he could no longer see his previous shadow.
A hideous head was born at the back of the original neck, the face was ugly and distorted, and each head had a single horn, like a pure white rhinoceros horn, stabbing obliquely into the sky, the eyes were green, emitting a cold light, and a pair of thick arms grew on both shoulders, clenched into fists, and the whole body was dark and shiny, as if wearing a thick layer of leather armor.
As soon as the double-headed monster appeared, the black light flashed on the two fists, and it roared at Tianchen's main body.
Jin Long was in a hurry and shouted: "Don't think about it!"
Before the words fell, the golden-robed man rushed sideways, shook off the entanglement of the low-level monster, and blocked in front of Tianchen.
The golden dragon took a deep breath, and the originally stable breath suddenly soared, setting off gusts of wind, blowing the red gold brocade robe hunting, and the middle-aged man's thin body also became glorious and full, and a brutal force came out of his body, turning into golden light, shining in all directions.
At this time, the black phoenix rotated, its wings fanned three times in a row, "huhuhu", the three thick black whirlwinds merged into one, turned into a super whirlwind and swept through the group of monsters, opened a gap, and the black phoenix's wings fanned again, and quickly leaned over to Tianchen's side.
However, the ban on air here is particularly strong, and the black phoenix was dragged down by a force of gravity as soon as it flew up, so it was half a beat slower.
At this time, the golden dragon was alone, but he was determined, his fists were clenched, and he had no fear, and he dealt a fierce blow to Hu Wanjun's demonized body.
"Boom!"
An explosive roar was heard, and the powerful wind pressure formed by the battle between the two swept in all directions.
However, the golden dragon obviously fell behind, was punched away by Hu Wanjun, and then was coerced by the strong wind and retreated wildly.
After all, there is a big difference between the two, although the golden dragon only suffered a slight injury with a half-spirit body, but it is obviously not the opponent of Hu Wanjun after the demonization.
Seeing this, Hei Feng hurriedly flew to the rescue, but the potential energy carried by the golden dragon was too strong, and as soon as Hei Feng touched the golden dragon, he was hit by him, and rolled seven or eight times in mid-air before stopping.
Hu Wanjun glanced at the black iron fist, the golden light jumped on it, and a little black gas came out, a little stinging, Hu Wanjun's iron fist was shocked, and as soon as the black gas was in full bloom, these golden lights disappeared in an instant.
"Oh, this breath! You are also a true spirit! And what you use is still Buddhist Zen Gong, good, very good! It seems that if the old man does not surrender you and others today, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the future!"
Hu Wanjun's eyes lit up, and at the same time, there was a fierceness in his words, and as soon as he finished speaking, he jumped forward, the black clouds circled under his feet, and he flew to attack again.
As one of the elders of the Enma Sect, he naturally has treasures on his body to restrain his own prohibitions, so the various prohibitions in this place are ineffective against him, and fighting here can be said to be taking advantage of them.
The wind was fierce overhead, and the scalp was numb.
The black qi on the golden dragon's right hand was swirling, and it was being corroded by the demonic qi, constantly bubbling white gas, but he couldn't control it so much.
Jin Long wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the sky, and saw that Hu Wanjun was attacking fiercely, so he immediately slashed and shouted.
There was a metallic stabbing sound, and the aura of the golden dragon was raised one point again, three points stronger than an ordinary golden body martial cultivator!
The golden brocade robe flew out of the body, the void was empty, a little starlight fluttered with the wind, the golden dragon was naked and the upper body was bathed in the golden light, and a large area of the skin was squirming, growing triceratops scales, the golden light was shining, so it was not dazzling;
It seems that Jin Long has made up his mind and tried his best to keep Tianchen safe.
Hei Feng let out a sigh of depression, glanced at Tianchen, and saw that he was still indifferent to the refining spirit liquid, so he snorted coldly, and then opened his mouth with a cool cry, spewing out rolling black flames, wings fanned, the wind helped the fire, and the rolling black flames turned into thirty zhang fire tornadoes, surrounding Hu Wanjun who swooped down.
Seeing this, Hu Wanjun was not afraid, turned sideways, turned into a black whirlwind, blocked the black flames, countless fist shadows slammed down, and the fire tornado of the black phoenix was instantly scattered, and then the fist shadow pounced down, and the "ping pong" hit the golden dragon phantom.
The powerful coercion made the golden dragon and black phoenix tremble and stand unsteadily, but the golden dragon still gritted his teeth and stood firm, allowing his legs to tremble and the earth to crack, but he didn't let out a step.
Soon, there was a "boom", and the golden dragon phantom couldn't withstand the bombardment of the fist shadow, and was shattered by Hu Wanjun's brute force, and the fist shadow fell in response.
The golden dragon has been half-dragonized, wearing dragon scale dragon armor, with rough skin and thick flesh, even if it is two or three punches one by one, it will not have much impact, and at the same time, the golden dragon's fists are waving like the wind, but there are back and forth with the black fist shadow.
But Hei Feng can't do it, although she is also a half-spirit body, but after all, she majored in her own natal spiritual flame, which is equivalent to a human spiritual cultivator, and she was still a little unbearable in the face of the brute force onslaught of the mid-spirit infant monk. Fortunately, the golden dragon resisted for her, giving Hei Feng a chance to breathe and leave the attack range of the fist shadow.
Seeing Heifeng's retreating figure, Hu Wanjun's offensive decreased slightly, and he only waved his fists with his arms, and mocked at the golden dragon: "You two are half-step true spirits, the old man doesn't want you to have any losses, after all, it will be used by me in the future, so if you know each other, leave quickly, you are also dutiful in blocking this seat for so long." ”
Jin Long snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, demon, just by virtue of your Taoism, you want to subdue my generation, and I am not afraid of breaking your belly!"
Hu Wanjun said lightly: "Oh, I have some origins from your tone, but what if that's the case?"
Before the words fell, the extra arms behind Hu Wanjun suddenly blurred and rose, disappeared, and then the green mist in the sky rolled, the thunder roared, and a huge phantom broke out of the air, a hundred and twenty feet.
The face of this green mist puppet is exactly the same as Hu Wanjun's body that disappeared before, it is Hu Wanjun who uses his demonic powers, and he uses two purposes, and it is composed of poisonous mist, which also exudes the terrifying coercion of the middle stage of the spirit infant.
As soon as the poisonous mist puppet appeared, it flew towards Tianchen's body, and the golden dragon shouted when he saw this: "Little girl, stop him!"
Hei Feng's face was cloudy, and he complained: "Where can I stop this!"
can complain and complain, Xiao Fengxian still flickered up, blocking in front of the poisonous mist puppet.
The black phoenix opened its mouth and spewed a large amount of natal black flame at the poisonous mist puppet.
The Black Phoenix's natal spiritual flame could easily burn through the poisonous mist, and in a moment, a hole the size of ten zhang was burned in the chest of the poisonous mist puppet.
How could Hu Wanjun endure and order the poisonous mist puppet to drive away the black phoenix.
Don't look at the huge size of the poisonous mist puppet, but with a wave of his right hand, it was as fast as lightning, and before Hei Feng could react, he was punched by the puppet for more than a hundred zhang, and his breath suddenly withered.
"Hmph, I don't know whether you live or die, if it weren't for the fact that you are of great use to this seat, I would have slaughtered you a long time ago, and which round got you to jump around in front of this seat. ”
Hu Wanjun sneered, and then with a move of his mind, the poisonous mist puppet's right fist condensed a black light, and slammed it at the top of Tianchen's head.
The corner of Heifeng's mouth was bleeding, and when he saw this, he hurriedly said: "Shuo boy, if you pretend again, you will really die!"
At this moment, Tianchen opened his eyes suddenly, raised his right hand, and with a "bang", a red gold sword light at his fingertips slashed across the sky from bottom to top, directly cutting off the right arm of the poisonous mist puppet.
That sword light is like the beginning of the desolation, the afterglow of the morning that opens the world, and the bright people can't open their eyes. Then the sword pressure poured down, turning into a dazzling red gold sword wind, shattering the puppet's right arm and half of its body.
The poisonous mist puppet couldn't withstand the sudden huge sword pressure, and stumbled back three steps, which was only then able to stabilize its body.
Tianchen got up slowly, bursts of golden sword qi were everywhere, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, and he was heroic.
"The two Taoist friends have worked hard, and their mana has been exhausted, so leave it to me next. ”
When Hei Feng, who had been hanging his heart, heard this, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he looked at Tianchen, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid.