Chapter four hundred and eighty second sugar ghost
Wang Fu used water just now to solve the dilemma. Now he wanted to take the initiative to attack, so he had to use fire.
However, the use of fire must be restrained by sugar ghosts.
The sugar ghost spits out balls of sugar bubbles, which may seem like child's play but are not trivial. They are not afraid of exploding and burning fire snakes.
The fire snake coiled into a large ball and squirmed, burning the ground black and causing the stone slabs to burst.
Those overturned iron pot supports melted into molten iron and flowed horizontally under the intense fire.
Groups of hollow sugar bubbles float in mid-air, empty and unsupported.
The fire snake took one bite at a time and exploded the sugar bubbles. Under the scorching heat, it didn't even have a chance to melt into syrup and directly vaporized.
The sweetness filling the air became stronger.
Wang Fu felt that his hair was sticky and he could hardly open his eyes. The vaporized syrup was cold in the air and adhered to real objects.
Not good!
With a thought in Wang Fu's mind, dozens of fire snakes circled around him, driving away the fallen syrup deposits.
However, the sugar ghost kept spitting sugar bubbles, and the surrounding syrup was pervasive and gradually invaded Wang Fu's side.
"Strangulation."
Wang Fu spotted the sugar ghost's position and suddenly shouted loudly.
Countless fire snakes, either flying into the air or burrowing into the ground, emerged from all directions from the sky and the ground, drowning the sugar ghost in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, each fire snake began to explode, the flames exploded, and the temperature instantly increased to a terrifying level.
Even if he is a fierce ghost, after being beaten like this, he will only have half his life left.
"Hahaha."
The sugar ghost's laughter sounded again from another direction.
The place where the fire snake was submerged turned out to be nothing. This elite Yaksha had already escaped at the critical moment, causing Wang Fu's killing move to fail.
"Hahaha."
The sugar ghost's laughter became louder and louder, and the syrup deposits falling in the air became thicker and thicker.
Wang Fu felt that his eyelids were heavy and he glanced at his body. He didn't know when a layer of sugar shell had been spread on his body.
It's dangerous.
Wang Fu thought of the time when the thunderbolt was wrapped in a sugar shell and was broken by the sugar ghost with a wooden stick. Now it was his turn.
Sugar Ghost has worked hard to create such an environment, and he will definitely not miss the opportunity.
really…
The sugar ghost smiled proudly and raised the stick high.
Although there was a distance between the two, Wang Fu knew that with the opponent's speed, he could reach him with his hand.
The sugar shell attached to the surface of the skin is difficult to block even with magic armor.
"Divine Armor Technique!"
Wang Fu gritted his teeth and opened more than a dozen layers of light armor to stand between himself and the sugar ghost.
Whoosh!
Sugar Ghost's wooden stick hit the light armor hard, breaking through three or four layers in one go.
Boom!
With the second heavy blow, three or four layers of light armor collapsed again.
Through the buffer of the light armor, the wooden stick cannot fall on the sugar shell. Wang Fu is temporarily safe, but once all the light armor is penetrated...
Boom, boom, boom!
Tang Gui was so powerful that he penetrated all the remaining light armors in one breath and looked at Wang Fu with a smile.
The wooden stick slowly stretched forward and was about to fall on Wang Fu.
At this moment, Wang Fu's body was covered with sugar shells and he looked extremely fragile. Once he was hit, he would break apart like a porcelain doll.
So far in the fight, the opponent has always been superior!
The eyes of both the enemy and ourselves are focused on the wooden stick, moving inch by inch.
Sugar Ghost was very fast and hit Wang Fu on the forehead with the wooden stick. She did not hesitate to knock Wang Fu into pieces.
"Ding Peng finally accepted a disciple, but if he dies without training, wouldn't he be in tears all the time?"
Sugar Ghost thought of this and felt extremely proud.
I still remember that one of Ding Peng’s last disciples also died at the hands of the ghosts in Gushan. Isn’t it a coincidence?
Suddenly, Wang Fu raised his right hand and knocked off the hair crown on his head. His black hair was flexible and tough, like countless black snakes.
Empower!
He endowed each hair with a snake spirit, and the hair twisted and turned flexibly, turning into a black waterfall and rolling down, and suddenly wrapped around the sugar ghost's wooden stick.
"sucker Punch!"
There is a hint of irony in the eyes of the sugar ghost, and there are also sugar shells on the surface of the hair.
She exerted a little force and hit the wooden stick on her hair. Wang Fu's black hair broke and fell to the ground.
Wang Fushen's remaining right hand took the opportunity to reach out from behind like lightning and directly hit Tang Gui's nose.
"Certainly!"
Shaping spell!
This is Wang Fu's biggest trump card and also his hope for hunting down sugar ghosts.
The moiré mirror had already been revealed, which would inevitably arouse vigilance. Wang Fu simply used it as a bait for arrogant soldiers.
The real killer move is hidden at the end.
Wang Fu even risked his own life by covering his body with sugar shells, tempting sugar ghosts to take the initiative to attack him.
All the hard work finally bears fruit at this moment.
When Wang Fu faced the unable to move sugar-greedy devil, he did not hesitate and blasted hundreds of thunderbolts into the opponent's body in one breath.
When the shaping spell was about to expire, the ax flashed, splitting the sugar ghost wall in half.
Whoosh!
The sugar ghost regained his freedom and immediately dispersed into air currents, trying to drive the thunder out.
However, hundreds of thunderbolts are intertwined and connected, entrenched in the body, and even the ghost nature of the sugar ghost is trapped in the center.
"Boy, are you cruel enough?"
The sugar ghost let out a vicious curse, and bursts of thunder exploded, causing the elite ghost to collapse from the inside out.
Like a sand sculpture castle, every grain of sand began to peel off. The sugar ghost's body was disintegrated from the smallest details by the thunder, showing a trend of collapse faster and faster.
"boom!"
The sugar ghost struggled again and again, but was still unable to recover. Amidst the unwilling roar, he was drowned by the thunder and finally disappeared.
The ghost nature comes to the ground.
Wang Fu stepped forward and was about to put it into a ghost-sealing vessel, but the next moment...
Whoosh!
The flying ax shot out, hitting the target a hundred steps away, directly piercing the ground, and a scream was heard.
It turns out that Sugar Ghost also hides a clone. No wonder the main body was destroyed so easily just now.
Wang Fu stepped forward quickly, only to see a hole in the ground, and a flying ax embedded in the second sugar ghost.
This one is a ghost clone, even weaker.
Wang Fu waved his hand, and the flying ax fell, killing the ghostly clone and disappearing into thin air.
He couldn't help but sigh, this evil ghost was too cunning.
Fortunately, Wang Fu was cautious enough and did not let her ghostly clone escape.
"Um?"
Wang Fu heard whispers in his ears, and this was a message from the Five Ghosts.
"Walk!"
After a while, Wang Fu landed on the ground and saw three ghost-headed lanterns hovering around a fierce ghost, which was also a sugar ghost.
Good guy.
Wang Fu even admired the other party. There was more than one ghost clone, and there was also a second one, which was a backup.
If Wang Fu hadn't released the five ghosts, she might have escaped long ago
The clone in front of me is weaker than the previous ghost clone. After encountering three ghost-headed lanterns, it is the end of the road.
"Eat it!"
Wang Fu gave an order, and the three ghosts cheered and tore the sugar ghost's clone into pieces without mercy.
"There won't be any more, right?"
Wang Fu took out the turtle shell and made a divination, but it was gone.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to kill such an elite Yaksha. It was not easy.
This also made him further realize that the ghost world in Gushan is by no means simple and cannot be equated with the lonely ghosts in the outside world.
An elite Yaksha ghost is like this, but what about the big Yaksha and the mountain god of Gushan? This chapter has been completed!