Chapter Fifty-Eight: Hellhound
The killing intent flashed in Yu Dao's eyes, and he gritted his teeth, and immediately wanted to cut off this dog demon. But the young man in monk clothes next to him shouted: "Don't do it. ”
The young man in the monk's robe quickly said: "This evil Dao magic weapon is extremely evil, if it bursts open, it will contaminate other people's magic weapons, causing irreversible damage to other people's magic weapons. ”
When Yu Dao heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.
It is rumored in the world that filthy things can harm Qi Refiners, and this is where this comes from. Once the filthy thing is refined by a person, it will contain a highly poisonous substance, which can hurt people and things, and is a great nemesis of magic weapons.
Although Yu Dao's Immortal Slashing Knife is special, it also belongs to the category of magic weapons, if it is really blown up by the elephant stick, I am afraid that his efforts in the past few days will be in vain.
It was precisely because he was worried about this matter that he didn't let the Immortal Slashing Knife cut it personally, but just locked the dog demon and kept circling.
"Whoa!" the dog demon broke away from the sea of fire, its embarrassed color changed slightly, and it kept barking towards Yu Dao, as if it was not afraid of the fairy sword at all.
"Evil animals. Seeing the dog demon's provocation, Yu Dao snorted coldly, he pinched his fingers, and the fairy knife immediately buzzed and trembled, and white rays flashed from the millilight, and then slashed down fiercely, wanting to hack the dog demon to death.
But Bai Mang was not the body of the Immortal Cutting Knife after all, they fell to the ground, and they were dodged by the dog demon.
Seeing this situation, the dog demon became even more rampant, barking at Yu Dao while quietly retreating, wanting to take advantage of Yu Dao's inattention and sneak away.
But Yu Dao had already seen through its thoughts, and the Immortal Knife flew out of Dao Baimang, blocking the dog demon's retreat.
"Woo!" the dog demon held the elephant stick in his mouth, staring at the immortal slashing knife hanging in the air.
When the young man in the monk's robe saw this scene, he became anxious, and he hammered his hands and thought: "The dog demon actually has a magic weapon, how can this be a good ......?"
Magic weapons are extremely precious, and even if you have talismans, you may not be able to buy them, which is why Rabbit Face was looking for magic weapons in the first place.
Because the monk has a magic weapon in his hand and the magic weapon in his hand is completely different, especially for a monk in the fetal movement stage who is not yet able to practice magic, the difference is like a situation of empty hands and firearms in his hands.
If the dog demon doesn't have a magic weapon, Yu Dao doesn't even need to use the "name change killing technique", he only needs to stab it with a knife to chop this dog demon alive.
But with the magic weapon in the dog demon's hand, Yu Dao couldn't do it, because he was worried that his own immortal slashing knife would be damaged.
It's like he was worried about being bitten by a dog in his previous life, not because he was afraid of a dog, but because he was afraid of the troubles that would happen after being bitten by a dog.
The flames were still burning in the attic, and the surroundings were red. The light of the fire shone on the dog demon, revealing its miserable condition.
Now there are a total of two wounds on the dog demon's body, one is the young knight desperately stabbed out, and the other is the rest of the way, especially the latter, which has penetrated deep into the spine, and the blood is still gushing out.
If it is a stalemate like this, it is estimated that it will not be long before the dog demon will die of exhaustion. But Yu Dao couldn't hold on that long, because the mana in his body was burning rapidly.
It is said that Yu Dao has been able to persist until now, which has already shocked the monk boy and the dog demon. The reason why this dog demon hid in the attic and refused to come out was that the idea was to consume the mana of the remaining path, and then make it easy to escape or kill back.
"Most of the mana stored in the heart has been consumed, and it can't continue to stalemate. Yu Dao looked at the dog demon illuminated by the firelight, and his heart moved, and he suddenly came up with a way.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he secretly said in his heart: "Why do you always want to set fires." ”
I saw Yu Dao wave his hand and release a wooden barrel, and then white light erupted and rolled up the wooden barrel and flew into the sea of fire.
When the young man in the monk's clothes saw Yu Dao's movements, he was a little stunned, and he didn't understand Yu Dao's intentions, "The dog demons have already come out, why is the Taoist still throwing oil barrels?"
Not long after, an object suddenly soared out of the sea of fire, like a huge fireball.
The young man in the monk's robe stared at it closely, and realized that the fireball was the oil drum that had just flown in. He looked at Yu Dao, who was frowning beside him, and suddenly exclaimed.
"The little monk understands!"
Yu Dao ignored him, just controlled the burning oil barrel, and slowly flew to the sky above the dog demon, aiming at the dog demon. His face was already oozing with sweat, and his whole body was tense.
Yu Dao pinched both hands, firmly controlling the Immortal Slashing Knife and the oil drum. For him, it is really difficult to use two minds, and the burden on mana is also great.
But it's about to kill the dog demon, and Yu Dao can still withstand this level of consumption.
He sneered: "Evil beast!
The demon's eyes swayed back and forth, staring at the two objects in the air. It whines in its mouth and has its tail lowered between its legs.
The air couldn't help but tremble, and white rays sprayed down, blocking the surrounding area of the dog demon.
The oil barrel was hanging over the dog demon's head, and then slammed into the ground.
"Whoa!" the dog demon howled violently, and it tried to retreat, but the Immortal Slasher didn't give it the slightest chance
The barrel of fire slammed into its head, and the oil inside was poured out instantly, drenching it squarely. The fiery snake instantly swirled around and completely devoured the dog demon.
"......Woohoo!" the dog demon howled miserably. It was burned by the flames, and it no longer had any scruples about slashing the fairy sword, and was bent on escaping. But as soon as the dog demon moved, the white mangs of the slashing fairy knife fell fiercely.
"Puff puff!"
"Whoa......" The dog demon's howl was even louder.
The young man in the monk's robe stood aside, hearing the screams of the dog demon and seeing the tragic state of the dog demon, his body couldn't help shaking, and he was shocked and thought: "The sword mountain and the sea of fire are nothing more than that."
Yu Dao looked at the dog demon coldly, and was bent on "beating the water dog". But he also left a thought, and did not use the body of the winter knife to slash the dog demon, but only used the white mang to slash it.
For the dog demon, it was like cutting meat with a soft knife, and the pain it brought to it was even more intense and continuous.
The dog demon's eyes had already been blinded, but it was still staring at Yu Dao, and it suddenly roared.
"Whew!" The roar was filled with unforgettable pain.
The young man in the monk's robe looked directly at the dog demon, his eyes widened, and his heart shook for a while.
I saw the dog demon standing in the sea of fire, bearing the scorching of the flames and the slashing of the white mang, it fell on all fours, as if it had come out of hell and turned into a hell dog.
But when Yu Dao saw this scene, his eyes were calm, without the slightest fluctuation.
Finally, the dog demon couldn't bear it anymore, and it jerked its head down, bit out the elephant stick that was protecting its abdomen, and then tilted its head back and swallowed it into its belly.
"Giggle!" the big thick magic weapon was forced into the dog's mouth.
There was a loud bang, as if there was a tear of leather. In the midst of the fire, a huge figure rose up and appeared on the edge of the attic.
"Roar!" a low, terrifying roar sounded.
The young man in the monk's robe stared at him, took a step back in fear, and almost sat on the ground.
I saw that the dog demon instantly grew several times larger, the size of half an attic, and the flames swirled on its limbs, and the firelight shone on it.
Its fur and skin were cracked, its bloodshot skin was tightly cracked, and its eyes were black and hollow, and it was extremely hideous and terrifying.
"Roar!" the dog demon roared and took a sharp step forward, and the ground shook.
It really became a hellhound, and it was going to take the lives of two people.