Reborn Tyrannosaurus Rex

Chapter 332 The Phantom Fog Also Has Fears

"The hunt has officially begun. If it ends too early, it won't be fun." The strange spiritual fluctuations of the phantom mist resounded again.

"Aww!" "Aww!"

The sky-shattering roar sounded continuously, and the King of Sand Beasts soared into the sky, condescending, with sharp minions, and rushed towards Lu Hao. Accompanying the King of Sand Beasts were the flexible figures of those cultivators, who were extremely fast. Flashing, expressionless, a powerful attack bombarded Lu Hao.

This is a very critical moment, this time the opponent is much stronger than before.

The light in Lu Hao's eyes is bright, and there are no distracting thoughts in his mind. Now his mind and consciousness are only fighting. His figure flickers continuously. In terms of speed, they are completely inferior to Lu Hao.

Speed ​​is the only advantage of Lu Hao's terrifying opponents.

"Break it for me!"

Facing a frontal attack from a sand beast king, Lu Hao rushed forward with his whole body, and suddenly got short, dodging the sharp claws of the sand beast, and instantly got under the sand beast king's abdomen, bombarding with both fists upwards, the shadow of the fist Heavy, the phantom-like energy of a divine dragon attached to the arm, and it was even more powerful, like a thunderbolt.

In a short moment, countless thunder sounds seemed to overlap.

The King of Sand Beast let out an angry roar, his whole body flew upwards, his limbs danced wildly and struggled, but to no avail, he finally exploded into shattered pieces all over the sky, and the rippling golden Beast King's golden core, of course, could not escape. It came out of Lu Hao's palm and was included in the ring of the soldier's tomb.

There was no sound of wind, no breath, but Lu Hao instinctively felt that something was wrong. As expected, just after crushing the king of sand beasts, a powerful cultivator came to Lu Hao's back, attacking fiercely like a storm It hit Lu Hao's back.

"puff!"

With such a violent attack, Lu Hao opened his mouth to spit out a stream of blood.

Lu Hao's eyes were full of coldness and hatred, he turned around and clasped his hands, those hands were like iron tongs, grabbing the arm of the attacker, facing a demented cultivator, struggling mechanically, his hands were caught Stopped, but the cultivator still headed forward and hit Lu Hao.

The cultivator's head hit Lu Hao's chest hard, making a loud bang.

These are not cultivators, but their corpses, servants of the so-called spirit eaters. They don't care about life and death at all, and there is absolutely no mercy for them.

"No matter how brave you were when you were alive, you are just a corpse now, let me help you out." Lu Hao said coldly.

Those arms like iron pincers burst out dazzling golden light, which was dazzling. Lu Hao let out a loud roar, surging power surged in his arms, as if about to explode, the battle body of the cultivator Cracks appeared on his body, and the cracks became bigger and bigger, and finally he was torn in half by Lu Hao.

"Yuanying...Golden core?" Lu Hao was a little surprised, there was actually a golden core in this cultivator's body, and the Yuanying was no longer there.

It seems that the spirit devourer has no idea about this kind of true essence and aura at all. What he is greedy for is the soul and life force of the practitioner.

Severe pain came from his shoulders, Lu Hao trembled all over his body, and then his whole body was blown away. It was the attack of a king of sand beasts. Lu Hao killed two of them. Huanwu has too many servants, blood is flying in the air, and Lu Hao's mind is thinking in a blink of an eye.

If he just continued fighting like this, then no matter how many sand beast kings he killed, no matter how many corpses of cultivators he killed, he would eventually be exhausted to death.

To capture the thief first, capture the king. As long as the main body of the phantom mist can be killed, there are so many corpses of the king of sand beasts and cultivators, so there is no need to worry too much, but can the main body of the phantom mist be killed?How to kill the main body of phantom mist?In a short moment, Lu Hao decided to take a gamble and take the risk to fight the phantom mist's body.

"Hoo!" "Hoo!"

Lu Hao's majestic battle body flickered rapidly in the chaos of the battle, and rushed towards the monster made of countless tiny black silk tentacles. At this time, the phantom mist itself had already understood Lu Hao's intentions, and suddenly disappeared. The corpses of the king of beasts and cultivators began to attack frantically, even blocking Lu Hao's way ahead.

"call!"

Lu Hao's eyes showed a faint smile. He already understood that the phantom mist itself is the weakness of phantom mist. Now those black silk tentacles are completely useless to him. The spirit of phantom mist itself Knowledge attacks are invalid, which is really a big advantage for me.

"Get out of here!"

With a loud roar, Lu Hao burst out with golden light, and instantly turned into a golden statue. His thunderous punches sent a king of sand beasts flying out of the way. Now the two sides are close at hand. The countless black tentacles danced wildly, but they didn't dare to attack Lu Hao.

"You, what are you going to do, no...we can negotiate, our status is equal, I am a spirit eater, my spiritual consciousness cannot be strong, you can't destroy me at all, we negotiate, I can give you endless The benefits, the true energy in those sand beasts and cultivators belong to you, how about it?" Huan Wu's spiritual consciousness wave sounded again, appearing a little flustered.

In order to break through the obstacles of the king of sand beasts and the corpses of cultivators, Lu Hao endured several fierce attacks. At this moment, he was covered in blood, but his expression was extremely calm. It is an excellent opportunity to destroy the phantom fog.

"Negotiation, hehe, let me think about it, okay?" Lu Hao conveyed his thoughts playfully with fluctuations in his spiritual consciousness, but his subordinates were merciless, with heavy fists.

A ferocious, imposing golden angry dragon formed out of thin air, baring its teeth and claws, roaring and rushing towards the phantom mist body made of black tentacles. The golden dragon contains terrifying energy fluctuations. This is a moment when Lu Hao is close to his peak state. One blow, one blow, no mercy.

But with this blow, Lu Hao was dumbfounded. The golden angry dragon's energy touched the phantom fog itself, as if passing through the void, and then the aura was broken, and the phantom fog's body looked like nothing at all. There is no harm.

The phantom mist body is ineffective against his own spiritual attack, and now Lu Hao's physical attack on the phantom mist body is ineffective, which makes Lu Hao a little dumbfounded.

There was another ferocious roar, and the wind and cloud suddenly rose, and another golden angry dragon rushed out, but it was once again empty, smashed again, and the physical attack of the true essence was completely ineffective.

"See, your attack is useless to me, and the true energy of a cultivator is completely useless to a spirit eater. Quack, now you have only one way, which is to be my servant. Unlike my other servants, I will let you Survive, and it will let you enjoy the power of those true essences." Huan Wu's spiritual consciousness fluctuations seem to have changed his strategy and regained the upper hand.

Lu Hao's spiritual sense conveyed his own voice: "Hehe, my attack is useless to you, and it seems good to be your servant. I'll think about it carefully."

There was a faint smile in Lu Hao's eyes, and he was thinking in his mind. Of course, he was not a servant of the magic fog, but how to kill the magic fog. The magic fog itself is obviously very afraid of him, otherwise it would not be like this To please myself, but the physical attack of the true essence is ineffective, what kind of attack is the phantom fog itself afraid of?

In an instant, a huge black shadow appeared behind Lu Hao. It was the huge king of sand beasts and the corpses of cultivators. They were like statues, motionless and not attacking, but Lu Hao had a feeling, because The distance between himself and the main body of the phantom mist is so close, so the main body of the phantom mist did not order the servants to attack.

It is obviously afraid, afraid of some accident, and this accident will kill it. What is Huanwu afraid of? Lu Hao is thinking hard, and he is also very anxious at this moment, time is very precious.

"Whether it is a sand beast or a cultivator, their true essence is useless to me. I am a spirit eater, and I only need their life force. The power of these true essence belongs to you. If we cooperate, you What I need is the power of true essence, and what I need is the power of life, our cooperation will definitely satisfy each other, how about it?" Huan Wu's body is trying to seduce, telling the extreme temptation.

For a cultivator, the endless power of true essence is definitely an irresistible temptation, but in the face of this terrifying phantom mist body, Lu Hao feels it is even more terrifying. I can describe the feeling that once I distance myself from the main body of the phantom mist, I'm afraid I won't have any more chances.

Those so-called servants of the phantom fog will swarm up in an instant, tearing their bodies apart in an instant.

"Okay, then I'll be your servant!" Lu Hao's spiritual consciousness fluctuated, conveying his own consciousness.

The phantom mist body didn't seem to have any excitement, and responded fluctuatingly: "Our cooperation will be very pleasant, quack, there are still a few stupid practitioners outside, you can go and see how I kill them Absorb their life force completely and turn them into my servants... No, the power in their bodies belongs to you."

Lu Hao smiled faintly, turned around and seemed to fly into the distance, but just as he turned around, he found that the countless tentacles of the phantom mist suddenly danced with a different rhythm, and at the same time, the corpses of the king of sand beasts and cultivators were all After moving, Lu Hao felt something was wrong in an instant, turned around again, and flew towards the main body of the phantom mist.

"No..., don't, stop, why don't you go out and see how I kill cultivators?" Huan Wu's spiritual consciousness fluctuated suddenly a little panicked.

Lu Hao laughed loudly, and responded with fluctuations in his spiritual consciousness: "I understand, I understand, you are afraid of me, afraid that I will approach you, so what will happen when I approach you? This must be very interesting, I very curious."

Lu Hao's figure did not stop, but accelerated and flew towards the main body of Huanwu.

The countless black tentacles of the phantom mist danced wildly and swept towards Lu Hao. Unfortunately, these tentacles were shattered on the surface of Lu Hao's body and were crushed by an invisible force. The phantom mist was fluctuating wildly. He said: "No, don't come near me, don't... I can be your servant, I am your most loyal servant..."

(End of this chapter)