Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 177 Wrestling with the Mountain

Above the dark vortex, a clear spring descended from the sky, turning into a thousand emerald waves and descending in the midair.

Yu Peihuan stood in the air, wearing a windbreaker-style black uniform, with a black halberd pointing straight ahead, her hands and feet wearing medieval-style retro iron armor, and a white cape-style coat with a stand-up collar flapping behind her back.

Under the command of the black halberd, dozens of layers of sparkling water curtains stood in front of Butchibenma, and resolved the fierce impact of the black takin with a variety of continuous ups and downs.

The simple enchantment shaped like a water curtain is constantly breaking under the stabbing of the frantic horns, but after a layer of water curtain is broken, a new water curtain will always emerge.

The black takin gathered all the dark aura in the enchantment, and the twisted horns on its head lost their shape, like two gloomy black clouds, stretched out and violently lashed at the water curtain in front of Yu Peihuan, but they were still unable to break through That thin barrier.

A contemptuous smile appeared on Yu Peihuan's face, and she swiped the halberd diagonally upwards. A translucent emerald magic power struck the head of the black takin, causing the mighty wild beast to shake slightly.

Qu Cuo was about to regroup and urge the takin to charge again, when there was a loud wind in the barrier, dozens of slender emerald magic power slashed on the takin's head, and the afterimage of the high-speed slash left long-lasting traces in the darkness.

When the black takin broke through the water curtain with dozens of fierce slashes, the dotted lines left by the magic power in the air suddenly lit up, and a green magic circle the size of a ferris wheel pressed against the sharp horns of the black takin. The runes swirled and flew in the double rings of the magic circle, and six emerald tridents were launched from the circle, nailing the limbs and horns of the black takin with great precision, making it lie on the ground and cannot move.

Qucuo's bone-human face expanded again, and the pale bones covered the body of the black takin like flowing water. The black takin, which was covered with a layer of pale bone armor, greatly increased its strength. It shook its head and tail violently, got up and broke the nails An emerald trident with limbs and horns.

The white bone takin rushed forward, and Yu Peihuan had already condensed six sharp emerald spears with magic power, shooting out from the center of the magic circle.

Unexpectedly, the white-bone takin under the control of Qu Cuo just feigned a shot, and its two front hooves as thick as logs sank into the soil and bent and flicked. The bunkers on the first floor rushed away.

Yu Peihuan immediately threw the emerald spear at the bone takin whose back was facing her. Unfortunately, it was half a beat too late, and only one emerald spear hit the bone takin's back.

The bone armor of the soul-stirring takin was cut by the sharp edge of the spear, and a lot of pitch-like black blood flowed out of the straight crack.

The serious injuries failed to stop the desperate charge of the huge giant beast. The three-story tower made of earth and stone was smashed to pieces by the bone takin, and a corner of a bedroom on the second floor of the tower was destroyed. The takin stuck its head into the gap and looked down. looking at two women lying on the bed in the bedroom.

One is Qutso's own body, and the other is her second daughter, Pubu Dunzhu.

"Grandma Qucuo, don't!"

Buchibenma was on all fours, the tears and snot on her face mixed into a cloudy liquid, looking extremely distressed.

Qucuo's bone-human face only hesitated for a moment, then let the takin lower its head, gently grabbed the crying toddler and put it in a safe place away from the bunker, then bit his own body.

With the creepy chewing sound, the black takin's undead got the flesh and blood of the Muya priest.

The black takin wearing a pale bone armor knelt down on the ground and scattered into a pile of black and white ashes. A gust of wind from nowhere rolled up the dust on the ground and blew it towards the illusory building. black hills.

When the ashes of the black takin merged with the hill, the low hill seemed to come alive. The black woods on the surface of the mountain were swallowed up by the dirt that seemed to be breathing violently, and the pale dark power spread out from the core of the hill. It didn't take long to dress the humble low hill in a gorgeous and eerie garment.

Qu Cuo's face loomed on the surface of the pale hill, and his dull moans echoed in the dark barrier.

Yu Peihuan snorted, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from her eyes. The double ring magic circle the size of a Ferris wheel had doubled in size, and emerald spears flying like locusts flew out of the magic circle, and the rain hit the plantain. It seems to be pouring on the top of the pale white hill.

It's just that this emerald torrential rain was too short, and it stopped after less than half a minute.

The halberd in Yu Peihuan's hand landed on the ground with a clang, creating a small hole seven or eight centimeters deep. Leaning on the black halberd, she reached out to wipe the blood and tears from her face, her eyes showing no fear.

She didn't even look at the pale hill that was hopping towards it, but just looked up at the sky above the barrier.

The magical girl in a desperate situation clenched her fists, and the white windbreaker with condensed magic power and the metal armor covering her limbs quickly disappeared, turning into a little bit of gleam in an instant, blending into her slender body. The black halberd in his hand, with a clear shout, threw the halberd-shaped magic weapon over two and a half meters long into the sky.

The tail of the black halberd thrown by her dragged a long emerald flame tail, and the other end of the flame tail was connected to the pale hill that was about to turn into the shape of a takin.

"Zhixian!"

Yu Peihuan's voice pierced through the darkness and reached the ears of his partner.

A series of seven rounds of pure white magic bombardment as thick as a water tank pierced the barrier, along the trajectory of the emerald tail flame at the end of the black halberd, and hit the top of the pale hill with a height of more than [-] meters, blowing the head of the house-sized takin to pieces. .

Li Zhixian, who had exhausted her magic power, threw away the ax gun magic device in her hand, scattered the cake skirt and princess sleeves on her body, and let gravity smash her to the ground from a high altitude.

The dust was flying, and Li Zhixian, who was untransformed, stood on the spot, watching the pale hill that had been bombarded by the magic bombardment to absorb one-tenth of the earth and rocks on the spot. After a while, the hill returned to its original shape, and it shrank violently. It became a white takin with a shoulder height of two meters and a miniature hill on its back.

On the surface of the hill that was carried on the back of a white takin, Qucuo's face was distorted and blurred, and only the color of madness remained in his eyes.

"More! I want more priests!"

The strong body of the white takin contained the strength of an entire hill. It bowed its head forward, with black air gushing from its nostrils, and charged at full speed in the direction of Bujbenma.

Li Zhixian supported Yu Peihuan to sit on the ground, and whispered "Don't worry" in her ear.

Before she could stand up completely, the white takin with the power of a hill had already rushed to the side.

Li Zhixian squatted down, hugging the thick front hooves of the white takin with both hands, and the pores of his scalp were oozing crimson blood.

The woman with black hair dyed maple red roared and overturned the takin that had changed in the hills, and punched the bull's eye as big as a red pomelo!

"Go away for me!"

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