Looking at the ferocious-looking crabs around him, Sangou's eyes were filled with disdain.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a brilliant glaze appeared in his palm, and then he swung it away suddenly towards the front.
In an instant, the ripples of red smoke were scattered evenly in the depths of the battlefield, like soft silk ribbons.
The blazing light surged endlessly, roaring and roaring, sweeping towards the direction of the general.
Those crabs condensed by ink were burned to ashes without any means of resistance in the face of such a terrifying wave of killing.
"What a powerful fire mastery!"
In the distance, the female demon stared at the changes in the battlefield with her eyes wide open.
Her eyes were bright and flashing red, and a huge gourd appeared behind her, rising and falling with the breeze.
The surface of the gourd looks particularly delicate, dotted with dense and delicate lines, which shimmers slightly in the sunlight, giving off a noble and elegant charm.
As the nvba breathed, the gourd kept swallowing precious light, turning into a pure and rich aura, which was continuously instilled in the nvba's body.
The body, which was already riddled with holes, recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye with the continuous help of this aura.
This treasure was a rare treasure refined by the female demon who accidentally received the inheritance from Quasi-Saint Hongyun.
It is a pity that the era when the female slaves became famous was too long ago, and their peak period was during the era of Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
At the beginning, the number of innate gourds was very small, and they were all in the hands of those strong men. Even though I had the inheritance of Hongyun, I had no chance to refine the soul-dispersing gourd.
In the helpless situation, the female slave had no choice but to find another way and chose the acquired spiritual treasure to refine this red glow gourd containing vitality.
The red gourd swayed slightly, as if it were rippling blue waves in the sunshine, rolling up tassels and pearls.
The female slayer pinched the treasure seal with her hand, immersed in the bath of brilliance, and felt the effects of her body's gradual recovery, but her face was full of bitterness.
The therapeutic effect of Hongxia Gourd is as good as innate, but it has terrifying drawbacks.
That is consuming merit.
As a member of the Zombie tribe, the female demon was despised by all creatures in the wild, and her living environment was extremely harsh.
She had painstakingly managed countless Yuanhui, and the merit she had accumulated was just a small amount of merit. But now she was spending it all, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.
However, she couldn't allow her to think too much now.
The general is the last supporter of the Zombie clan. If this strong man falls, the Wu clan will definitely attack him in groups.
When the time comes, the Zombies will lose their inheritance and lose their dojo, and they will truly be doomed.
Thinking of this, the female slayer's heart was suddenly filled with cruelty.
Without any hesitation, she moved her thoughts slightly and activated all the accumulated merits.
In an instant, the red glow gourd bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.
The vitality is so intense that it seems to be rushing like a river, frantically repairing the female demon's injuries.
At this time, the situation on the battlefield was particularly intense.
Sangou's eyes were full of fierceness. Looking at the general who was struggling to support him, he stretched out his white palm and rejected them openly.
Fire Road·Liuyun Mountains!
boom!!
A deafening roar suddenly sounded, and a series of strange mountain peaks appeared one after another like bamboo shoots after a rain.
If you look down at the battlefield from the sky, you will find that the distribution of these peaks is like a lotus blooming slowly.
The fire is soaring into the sky, and the red glow is filling the air.
The rich flames continued to roar and turned into mist that filled the air, swallowing the generals directly inside.
These mist are bright and hot, and can easily penetrate the body, constantly burning the internal organs.
When the general made a slight mistake, his body was burned and covered with scars.
Flower arrangement·painting!
The general clenched the brush in his hand and swung it in front of him.
Continuous ink fell like spring rain, evenly scattered throughout the battlefield, making a hissing sound when it collided with the flames.
Thick black smoke swayed into the sky with the wind and fire, spreading across the sky, turning the colors of the sky and the earth into ink.
Immediately afterwards, the unique ink fragrance of Hua Dao floated in, which directly weakened the burning charm of the continuous volcanoes by as much as 30%.
At this time, there is a treasure of aura of painting.
With a flick of his fingers, the ink-and-wash unicorn appeared quietly, lifted him up steadily, and flew into the clouds and mist, wandering deep in the sky.
The ink brush shimmered slightly, and the general held it horizontally in front of him, swiping it freely, making dots into hooks, turning into a vision of countless flowers, birds, fish and insects, gathering into a huge tide of beasts.
"go!"
The general pointed his finger forward, and the beasts immediately let out a vast and continuous roar and charged boldly in the direction of the three dogs.
Feeling the aura of painting gradually condensing in the air, the general's original uneasy mood suddenly felt a little comforted.
Looking at the three dogs wrapped by the ink beast, the general exhaled slightly and said loudly.
"Fellow Taoist, why are you so aggressive? The Zombie clan has declined now, but the legacy of the past is still there. How can you bully them at will?"
Having said this, he suddenly clapped his hands, and the beasts immediately formed a violent whirlpool, trapping the three dogs in the center and strangling them crazily.
In the depths of the endless waves of the sea of ink, Sangou remained calm and composed.
He looked at the generals deep in the sky, his eyes dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
The luster of the colored glaze rippled around, turning into lifelike dragon scales, which immediately surrounded Sangou, protecting him from the bites of the surrounding ink beasts.
"What a pity." Suddenly, Sangou sighed helplessly.
He placed his left hand deep in front of his chest, holding the treasure seal, with a slight sigh in his tone.
"Things have changed, times have changed, I thought you would grow a lot, but I didn't expect you would still be such a waste."
After saying that, he pointed slightly forward.
Fire Way·Long Cang!
Roar!
The dragon's roar echoed through the sky, appearing deep in the wave of ink beasts.
Then, a rich and dazzling fire suddenly appeared in the middle of the darkness.
In the devastated battlefield, countless fire-path flowers and plants sprouted instantly, like gems scattered in the mud, swallowing blazing waves of fire.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The wind is howling and the flames are filling the air.
The giant fire dragon with a strong body, stretching for thousands of miles, tearing apart all obstacles and rushing into the sky.
Although the giant dragon is a strange phenomenon, it possesses terrifying pressure. Wherever it goes, fire fills the air and burns all other Taoist aggregates into ashes.
Vast, majestic, and fearless.
This magical power of killing made the generals feel terrified.
He widened his eyes, exhaled, and crushed the brush into smoke, which lingered in front of him.
Immediately, the general claps his palms, and dots of ink-colored chrysanthemums suddenly scatter between the sky and the earth.
Painting the way·God is coming!
The chrysanthemums are elegant and unique, drifting with the current, as if they are falling flowers, tender as water, evenly spread in the sky.
Facing the giant dragon filled with fire, the chrysanthemum wave seems like a weak willow supporting the wind, vaguely exuding a weak and helpless charm.
However, the general's eyes were full of indifference and determination.
This magical power is his signature method. If he could withstand Emperor Jun's thunderous wrath, he could naturally withstand the killing attacks of the Three Dogs.
The ink chrysanthemums scattered and hovered in the sky, forming an endless sea of clouds that directly enveloped the generals.
Roar!
The giant dragon directly hit the surface of the sea of flowers.
Imagine that the explosions, destruction, collisions, arguments, and other strange phenomena did not appear at all. Instead, it was always calm and there was no sound at all.
The giant dragon hit the surface of the sea of clouds, and its body melted instantly, forming dense ink chrysanthemums that swayed randomly.
"This, this is God's famous stunt, the general's!"
In the distance, the injuries inside the body gradually recovered.
She raised her head and looked at the sea of dark clouds swaying in the sky, and her heart was instantly filled with joy.
In the long history of the Zong tribe, they have been chased and intercepted by powerful men several times, but every time, it was General, the leader, who stood up at critical moments.
The wanton ink chrysanthemums all over the sky are like cranes dancing in the sky, blooming with the endless vitality of the Zong clan and their courage to fight against the heaven and the earth.
The dreamy and magnificent petals ripple with the breeze.
The general stood with his hands behind his back, deep in the endless sea of clouds along the painted road.
He was high up on the scene, looking down on all living beings, and his face was still as strong as before, with vicissitudes of life.
"Fellow Taoist, retreat when you are faced with difficulties." The general said in a hoarse voice.
He slowly stretched out his rough right hand, with dots of ink flashing in his palm. As the surrounding field became more and more melodious, a huge dragon condensed into it.
The dragon's entire body shimmered with jet-black color, as if it could swallow the surrounding light. As soon as it appeared in the depths of the sky, it bloomed with a majestic and vast charm.
It seems as if a storm is coming, as if the building is about to collapse.
This giant dragon turned out to be a complete replica of the three dogs' killing methods, but it was just a transformation of the path of fire into the path of painting.
At this time, the general was confident of winning, and his heart was filled with enthusiasm.
"It's all over!"
Thinking of this, he boldly activated the dragon to devour the three dogs directly.
However, at the moment when the aura surged, countless sharp blades suddenly appeared in the general's body.
The sharp blade was bright and bright, with its surface full of ripples. It suddenly appeared inside the general's body and started cutting wildly.
"Not good! It's..."
puff!
Before the general could finish his words, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Deep in his limbs and bones, there was a massive halo of fire, and the mist of fire was rippling around him, slowly seeping into his skin.
Deep in the sky, giant dragons, seas of clouds, ink chrysanthemums and other strange phenomena suddenly scattered like fireworks without the support of the generals' aura.
Looking at the three dogs who were always calm and composed, the general felt a turmoil in his heart.
"It turns out that those wisps of red smoke were just feints, and here is your foreshadowing." The general's tone was slightly hesitant.
He was lying on the ground, spitting out thick blood, and his spirit became more and more sluggish.
Sangou looked at the embarrassed Jiancheng, his eyes full of disdain and indifference.
The Zombies are blessed with a physical body, but this weakens their ability to perceive.
In the depths of those steaming mist, there are countless murderous charms hidden, which will penetrate into the body along the pores, causing extremely terrifying damage.
If the generals and ministers were ordinary creatures, they would easily feel this feeling of being penetrated into their bodies.
Unfortunately, he is in a zombie body.
"General, you are no match for me, get out of here." Sangou frowned slightly and said loudly.
His memory is not complete, and there are still many locations that are blank areas.
Although the general was not found in countless trivial scenes, Sangou was telling himself in his heart that he was a close friend.
Thinking of this, the three dogs suddenly condensed with fire, turning into endless glazed hills, instantly rendering the entire battlefield.
The general couldn't even struggle, and was pushed far away by the flames, falling heavily to the ground.
He looked at the female demon in the distance, her eyes full of fierceness and killing.