Chapter 212: The Power of a Sword
Stick to it, there will be no danger for a while, but it is not known what will happen after a while. Looking at the frame of the giant monster, it doesn't look like it could be reduced in a short period of time.
"You guys try to attract it, I'm going to figure it out. "The most threatening attack should be the gold attack, and the white tiger will not give in," we can't retreat easily, and it may not be possible to succeed at one time, but every time we retreat in the face of difficulties, it will definitely not work. ”
Everyone nodded in agreement, and this was undoubtedly the best way to do it.
Huang Yan cast a spell to ensure everyone's safety, and Xuanwu was nearby to help, sometimes replenishing mana. The rescue power of the water system is the most prominent, not to mention that this place is in the middle of the sea, and the environment is more conducive to his spell effect.
Suzaku is the best candidate to attract the attention of monsters. Not only because there is no one who dares to compare with her in the skills of flying, but also because in this situation, she is the only idler.
The advantage of these five spirits is that there is no need for heated discussion and research, let alone who to order, everyone knows what to do. That tacit understanding is innate, and it is not and cannot be acquired.
At the same time, the two lantern eyes of the monster that resembled a giant tortoise in the distance flashed slightly, and its head swung up, raising its head to the sky and roaring, and the earth-shattering roar in its mouth still did not stop at all, and even faintly increased.
"What kind of monster is this, how can it have such a great supernatural power, and just a roar can make me wait so embarrassed?" Huang Yan took a deep breath, looked in the direction of the giant beast, and muttered to himself.
"Could it be that what kind of dragon is it?" The dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of them is different, maybe which dragon is it?" Wang Ran looked at the other few people, and found that no one paid attention to him, so he had to say to himself, "Look at this, maybe it is the Pu Prison who is good at roaring." ”
Legend has it that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, Pu Lao ranked fourth, and he had a good voice and roar in his life, and the dragon-shaped beast button on the Hong Zhong was its posthumous image. It turned out that Pu Lao lived by the sea, and although he was a dragon, he had always been afraid of the giant whale. As soon as the whale attacks, or even swims closer, it growls loudly in fright.
"It can't be Pu Lao. If it is really the son of this true dragon, how can I hold on to it until now. It was over in the first few roars of the other party. Of course, even if it's not that kind of existence, Pu Lao is by no means something we can provoke. I think this guy has at most a trace of true dragon blood. Huang Yan said hesitantly.
"Once I was on the other side of the sea, I saw seven or eight behemoths, which turned out to be dozens of zhang long dragons, their scales and armor around them were shining brightly, shining brightly, and the slightest evil qi was released, forming a huge pressure of force, that was the feeling of a dragon. Xuanwu went on to say that most of their knowledge came from their own contact, and it seemed that Xuanwu's insight was not shallow.
As for the inheritance of the clan, it was originally there, but it was awakened or not. However, I don't know if there will be any existence born in the source of these five elements.
"I've also seen a ten-foot-long behemoth. The whole looks like a jackal, covered with ink-colored scale armor, and there is even a dark black blood mist around the body, which is terrifying. My guess is that it might be the legendary Jairus. Huang Yan said, sounding palpitating.
"Jairus, who told you to say this, Jairus is not a dragon. Wang Ran couldn't cry or laugh.
"I mean, next to it, there is a ten-zhang long fellow, with a dragon's head, a horse's body, and a lin's feet, shaped like a lion, and surrounded by white scales, fierce and mighty. It should be the legendary Pixiu. Huang Yan is really wonderful, and he said this Pixiu again, but he hasn't gotten to the point yet.
Wang Ran really couldn't stand it: "Shut up, it's useless to say it, Pixiu is here again." Let's solve the problem at hand first. ”
"Otherwise, I'm not done yet. At that time, the one who fought with Jairus was a brute beast nine feet long. Resembling an angry lion, it is also surrounded by smoke, and its whole body is covered with scales. I knew it was a sinister. "Huang Yan is definitely a talker, and he can't finish it.
"What's wrong with the sinister?" Wang Ran said angrily.
"What I want to say is that the fox is also one of the nine sons of the dragon, and it is much more powerful than this guy. Huang Yan glanced at Wang Ran, "So what I want to say is that this guy is not Pu Lao, nor is he a dragon." ”
"It's hard to know for sure what it is, but it's certainly not Pulao. Of course, this beast's heavenly roar supernatural power can't be easily dealt with. Hurry up, we won't be able to hold it for a long time. Xuanwu said with a wry smile.
"Xiaobai, get ready. I only heard a long cry from the Suzaku, and the brilliance of the whole body flowed and went straight to the sky. Suddenly, in the middle of the sea on the sea, a flame rose.
Everyone saw that within the sea of fire, although the flames in the sky were burning and flickering, they were extremely slow, and in the roar of the giant beast, they were pulled into all kinds of strange forms.
The giant monster was also attracted by the flames in the sky, its huge head was facing the direction of the Suzaku, and its sharp teeth were also reflected in the flames, making it even more hideous and terrifying.
At this time, the white tiger was already ready to make a move. I saw him holding a strange long sword.
Under the dark clouds, a pair of hands slowly raised, and in the middle of both hands was a lightsaber. Although it seems that only the hilt of the sword is missing, the body of the long sword can be reached by everyone, and it is an incomparable sword of vitality.
Wang Ran's sword of vitality is of the five elements, to be exact, it is mixed. And the white tiger's golden sword shone with the dazzling light of the soul. The white tiger was in mid-air, flying towards the arc of the sky on the left, and the golden sword of the raised hands seemed to have a golden waterfall in the sky.
The dazzling sword light was extremely gorgeous, and the sword intent was like a surging river, like a rolling Yangtze River. The sword qi that roared in the sky killed the surviving fish under the roar of the sea on the spot.
The cold light of this sword shone for several feet, and in the face of this amazing killing intent, I was afraid that without being directly attacked, I would be able to stifle the vitality by the invisible murderous aura, and be killed by that powerful killing intent.
The Vermilion Bird had succeeded in distracting the giant beast, and the White Tiger was swinging his sword like a rainbow.
The space seemed to tremble imperceptibly, and the roar of the giant beast suddenly froze, and the vast force seemed to be still, and it could not fall. The sword power shuttled and flew, and the huge sword rays turned into light and shadow and slashed away.
The entire sea and sky were cut in half in an instant, and a huge sword mark in the sky ran through several miles away, directly dividing the entire sea and sky into two halves.
The sword marks were pitch black, like a spatial crack, traversing there, lasting for a long time. The monstrous sea roared at the edge of the sword marks, and it seemed that a large area of sea water had been swept away.
There was silence all around. The giant tortoise monster also suddenly trembled all over, and it seemed to be quite overwhelmed. On the surface of his body, a huge sword mark appeared.
On the back of the giant tortoise monster, many spikes were split and broken, and the huge back armor revealed its mysterious original appearance. The huge sword marks on the back armor were extremely terrifying, as if this sword had cut off all life.