The True God of the Grassland, who was originally just a melon-eater, finally became serious. He no longer looked like he was just watching a show. The magical skills and strength displayed by Xiaobai were worthy of their attention.
If you dare to confront an eight-legged mountain insect, then you are acting recklessly. The gods who do this are not seeking death themselves, but they are gods purely cultivating power. The former is a fool, and the latter is because of a lack of divine skills.
Xiaobai does not lack magical skills, nor is he a fool, but is truly capable.
This is no longer a battle in which eight-legged mountain insects crush the true gods. At least it is an evenly matched battle. The true gods of the grassland feel that they should be able to absorb a lot of experience in this battle, and it is necessary to take it seriously.
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"I've beaten you enough, it's my turn!" Xiaobai, who had calmed down, knew that the eight-legged mountain insect couldn't hear him or see him, but he still said viciously.
He raised his hand, and the black mist rolled and slowly gathered above his palm, forming a black wood-grained gun with a wooden texture, two meters thick and dozens of meters long.
Divine magic·Deathwood giant spear!
The Deadwood Giant Gun can be said to be an upgraded version of the Death Breath Arrow. The effect is similar, but the power is exponentially expanded.
However, this thing can only be used against large, slow-moving guys. After all, it is huge and its speed is definitely not as fast as the Death Breath Arrow.
The giant spear formed, directly beyond the range of the black mist, revealing its ferocious appearance.
"What is this?" The prairie gods became curious. This true god is really interesting. He has endless magical powers, and he even made a big gun. It's very interesting.
The giant dead wood spear floated above Xiao Bai's palm. He took two steps back, ran forward, and threw the giant dead wood spear at the eight-legged mountain insect like a javelin.
"?!!"
Of course the eight-legged mountain insect saw this giant spear. Although for its thousand-meter length, a giant spear of dozens of meters was nothing, it felt threatened, and just when Xiaobai threw the giant spear
At that time, it tried hard to move its body, but its body was too big, so it could only watch the giant gun flying towards it, and then poked at the carapace on its abdomen.
"bump!"
"squeak--"
In the end, the giant spear failed to pierce the eight-legged mountain insect's carapace, but it still hurt so much that it couldn't help but scream.
"Oh no, the giant insect was not hurt!" The gods watching the battle said with disappointment, but their expressions were very gloating.
The grassland gods do not understand the magic of death. The real power of this seemingly weird magic lies not in frontal attacks, but in the sustained damage. The longer the attack, the stronger the attack power.
The giant dead wood gun hit the giant insect head-on and failed to penetrate the carapace. The giant dead wood gun also exploded into black smoke after being blocked, but it left a black spot on the carapace on the abdomen of the eight-legged mountain insect.
It looks so small and inconspicuous that even the gods did not pay close attention to it.
But Xiaobai saw it, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a sinister smile.
Let you be arrogant, make you crazy, and I will give you a good look later!
There were black veins around the black spot, like cracks on porcelain.
The black smoke emitted by the giant gun of dead wood is attacking the carapace of the eight-legged mountain insect along these black veins, and the cracks are constantly getting longer and wider.
The pain made the eight-legged mountain insect extremely furious. No living thing has been able to hurt it for many years. I didn't expect that it was hurt by a small insect today. It is unforgivable.
The eight-legged mountain insect lowered its head to look at the black mist, bent its body and swooped down, opened its big mouth and bit hard at the black mist.
"Hey, good time!" Xiao Bai was not surprised but happy. He was still worried about how to attack the eight-legged mountain insect. Although the dead wood gun had some effect, he had to wait for the dead wood gun to truly show its effect.
, it will take a long time.
He disappeared directly into the black mist, easily avoiding the bite of the eight-legged mountain insect, and by the way, he sent part of the black mist into the eight-legged mountain insect's belly.
The eight-legged mountain insect didn't notice it, and rushed through the black mist with its big mouth, plowing a chasm on the ground.
Xiaobai was not in a hurry now. He avoided the body of the eight-legged mountain insect and continued to spread the black mist.
The giant dead wood spear was made of black mist, and he had just sent some into the belly of the eight-legged mountain insect, so the black mist was not enough. He now needed to replenish some black mist to cope with the upcoming battle.
The power of death is bad at this point. It cannot explode and attack like other powers. It must constantly accumulate advantages, which will make Xiaobai unhappy.
The body of the eight-legged mountain insect rumbled forward, running over the black mist. It was unaware that some of the black mist had entered the gaps between its carapace, silently corroding the flesh and blood that was not protected by the carapace. The speed was very slow, even
No feeling.
The black mist was torn apart by the eight-legged mountain insect. When it passed, it gathered together again, and the area became much smaller.
The eight-legged mountain insect turned to look at the black fog, its eyes moved, and it chirped with joy. It found that the black fog had become less.
As for why there are fewer, this problem does not arise at all with the low IQ of the eight-legged mountain insect. As long as it knows that there are fewer, it is enough and its attack will be effective.
When the black fog clears, it can happily kill this damn little bug.
The huge figure began to twist, aimed at the black mist again, and rushed over. Xiaobai was also very happy, and sighed inwardly, no wonder the system said that this guy has low intelligence. It is indeed true, and he was so careless.
He sighed, but his hands were not ambiguous at all, directing the black mist to pour into the joints of the eight-legged mountain insect carapace, and continue to corrode it.
The eight-legged mountain insect once again rushed through the black mist. He turned around and looked, oh, there are a lot less of them again, keep going!
So he turned around and rumbled past again.
This time it was Xiaobai's turn to look ugly, it was never over.
If there is enough black mist, Xiaobai is guaranteed to be elated and overjoyed. Such fools are rare. But the problem is that Xiaobai's black mist is not enough. First, he shoots the giant dead wood gun, and then shuttles twice in a row, directly
It consumed a lot of black mist.
There was no time for Xiao Bai to accumulate the black mist. If he tried it a few more times, he might really be able to fulfill the eight-legged mountain insect's wish - the black mist would dissipate.
No, we can't go on like this, we must find another way!
Xiaobai hid in the black mist, narrowed his eyes and looked at the eight-legged mountain insect that turned around and rushed towards him again. He had a dangerous thought in his mind. I am afraid that he must learn the wisdom of the ancients and become a Sun Wukong.
Only inside the belly of the eight-legged mountain worm.
However, this plan is not easy to complete. In addition to the two large teeth, the mouthparts of the eight-legged mountain worm also have dental cavities, which are full of teeth. They are like circular saws, constantly rotating. If you drill by yourself,
If you encounter it, you can basically say GG.
Should he sit back and wait for death, or should he fight to the death?
Xiaobai looked at the eight-legged mountain insect charging towards him again, with thoughts in his eyes. (To be continued)