More than half of the mysterious yin energy in Yin Huan's body was consumed, but the forest white bone claw, which was comparable to the best spiritual weapon, could not do anything to Wan He.
The Shadowless Bell is worthy of being the tenth-ranked Hong Furnace artifact, and is the top defensive artifact in the Mongolian world. The sharp bone claws only left shallow marks on it, and it was repaired by itself in an instant.
Every time the bell rang, Yin Huan's figure froze, he became dizzy, and he was unable to perform the Shadow Step. After that, he would have to forcefully catch the golden light from the flat-haired beast.
Yin Huan's shining eyes were spinning, and he said in his heart that since he couldn't hurt you Wan He, he would kill your mount.
Yin Huan was about to take action when he suddenly saw that the river calmed down and there were no traces of Baigui and Yinglong on the bottom of the river beneath his feet. His eyes flickered and he sensed that Baigui was still chasing Yinglong thousands of feet away. He was wondering how Yinglong could escape from Baigui. After being restrained by the ghost, another golden light suddenly struck, hitting Yin Huan's afterimage.
The golden-winged roc roared over carrying Wan He, and grabbed Yin Huan with a pair of sharp claws.
"The light of fireflies dares to compete with the sun and the moon!" Yin Huan sneered, even more powerful than his claws! He dares to be second in the world, and no one dares to be first! He will definitely be called a beast and will never come back!
Just when the sharp claws of the golden-winged roc were about to catch Yin Huan's skull, Yin Huan ducked to avoid the fatal blow, stretched out his bone claws to grab one of the golden-winged roc's feet, and pulled it hard. The scales on the feet were peeled off, revealing the flesh and bones.
The golden-winged roc whined repeatedly in pain and hurriedly flapped its wings to fly high. How could Yin Huan let it run away? While you are sick and will kill you, Sen's white bone claws were about to disembowel the golden-winged roc.
"Boom!" The shadowless bell chimed. Yin Huan was knocked back several feet, and the golden-winged roc took the opportunity to escape high into the sky.
If Wan He hadn't taken action in time, the golden-winged bird would have died. It's also because Wan He didn't calculate the timing well. Each tremor of the Shadowless Bell requires a large amount of spiritual energy to be activated. Just now, I thought I could get close to the bell and stun it. Yin Huan then ordered the golden-winged roc to take off his head, but after getting close, the spiritual power in his body was not enough to trigger the bell, causing the roc to be injured.
Wan He looked at Peng Niu's severely injured left foot and felt heartbroken beyond words. Anyone who knows Wan He knows that he is closer to Peng Niu than to his legitimate son.
Wan He's eyes showed murderous intent, he raised his head and swallowed a drop of the best spiritual slurry, and his spiritual power reached its peak in an instant.
When Yin Huan saw this, he couldn't help but smacked his lips, thinking that this old turtle was going to get serious. The dim light flashed in his eyes and summoned all the ghosts. The eight ghost kings who were guarding the eldest prince and Xixue on the ferry were also summoned to his side. Get ready to fight.
"City Lord Wan, I advise you to think twice before acting, and never provoke disputes between the two countries out of impulse. The Prime Minister has recalled Baigui and will no longer bother Yinglong. You should leave with peace of mind..." Yin Huan was obviously scared. Now, he doesn't want to fight this old turtle with all kinds of balm. Wan He has the best spiritual liquid to replenish his spiritual power. His Yin Huan's Xuanyin Qi can only be restored bit by bit by sucking in Yin Qi.
"That's easy to say! It's impossible for you to hurt my horse and leave it alone. If word spreads, how can I, Wan, gain a foothold in the Mongolian world?! If you can't give me an explanation today, I will never end it with you!" Wan He looked at me angrily, not caring at all. Eat Yin Huan's rhetoric.
"Boom!" I saw a dragon breaking out of the Minjiang River in the distance. On top of the dragon's head stood a young man with a bald head and a knife, heading westward.
Both Yin and Huan were attracted. Looking at the young man's back, Yin Huan always felt that he seemed familiar. However, he was not allowed to think too much at this moment. The old turtle Wan He was still waiting for his explanation.
Yin Huan rolled up his sleeves and exposed his good hand. His bone claws clawed at the good arm, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The Eight Ghost Kings beside him jumped up and down to devour the splattered flesh and blood as if they had smelled a rare delicacy. Hundreds of ghosts watched.
I'm greedy but don't dare to act rashly.
After a while, there was no more flesh and blood left on the good hand.
"How..." The feminine voice trembled slightly.
After Wan He looked at it, he snorted coldly. He put his foot down and the golden-winged roc flapped its wings and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Yin Huan's eyes flashed with a faint light, and the Eight Ghost Kings and hundreds of powerful ghosts were absorbed into his eyes. His eyes then became dim, there was no trace of blood on his face, and a mist condensed in front of him again.
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After March, the winter month.
In the Western Kingdom, under the moonlight, a group of about fifty sand roosters were eating around a carriage.
The old horse had only a few kilograms of meat, and its internal organs were quickly devoured. Sha Nu turned his attention to the carriage carriage, and the sound of a baby crying could be heard in the carriage.
Watching the Shalu approaching step by step, the young scholar standing in front of the carriage kept waving the dagger in his hand and yelling curses.
"Get out of here! You bunch of damned beasts! I curse you to die! Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here! Otherwise I will kill you!" The young scholar looked at Shalu, who was getting closer and closer.
His voice started to tremble, he turned to look at the little lady holding the baby in the carriage, and suddenly regained his courage.
The leader, Sha Lu, didn't take the scholar in front of him seriously at all. He showed no timidity or vigilance at all. There was actually a kind of humanized joking in his slender eyes.
The leading Shalu walked to the carriage and sat down. He tilted his head and looked at the young scholar, like a harmless domestic dog. There was a Shalu approaching on both sides of the scholar. The scholar looked left and right, and the dagger in his hand pointed left and right.
Cut right, and then make gestures to the leader of the sand beast.
After a while, he was out of breath from exhaustion, and he couldn't hold the dagger in his hand. He lost his strength in a slash, and the dagger in his hand fell to his feet. The scholar was about to bend down to pick it up.
The big sand turtle sitting at the head suddenly kicked off its hind legs and jumped up to pounce on the young scholar.
In the midst of lightning and flint, a black shadow fell from the sky and hit the leaping big sand turtle, knocking it to the ground. There was a "bang" and blood splattered everywhere.
The smoke and dust retreated, and the true form of the black shadow was revealed. The black shadow was ten feet tall, and looked like the fierce god in the temple. It had a strange appearance with a green face and fangs, four arms, two legs, as thick as an elephant, and its entire body was black and transparent.
, like stone but not wood.
This thing is the puppet that Lu Liubao spent all his efforts to recreate, the powerful and fierce puppet.
A powerful and fierce puppet, holding a low-grade spiritual weapon and a mace in each hand. The facial features are still made with arrow holes, and a rotating device is installed on the waist and abdomen. It can turn around directly without relying on legs, and it is more important when fending off enemies.
To be flexible.
After the powerful and fierce god came down to earth, he opened his bows from left to right and ran rampant. When he caught a sand rat with four maces, he beat it to pieces and broke its bones.
The group of sand robbers dispersed in an instant, and several sand robbers that had died under the mace suddenly came back to life, rolling their eyes and walking slowly towards the group of sand robbers.
The group of scorpions were leaderless and unaware of the sinister nature of people's hearts. They all faced the resurrected shags one after another. As soon as they met and got close to each other, the resurrected shags bit into the fatal weakness of the corner. After struggling for a few times, there was no movement. The rest of the shags were left.
Seeing this, the animal turned around and ran away. After running a few steps, it stopped. Dozens of green ghost fires suddenly appeared around it.
The underworld fire forced the sand robbers back little by little. One of the sand robbers was so courageous that it rushed towards the underworld fire. After passing through the underworld fire, it fell to the ground, its limbs stiff and facing upward.