Above the dark whirlpool, a clear spring fell from the sky, turning into thousands of green waves and falling in mid-air.
Yu Peihuan stood in the air, wearing a windbreaker-style black uniform, the black halberd in her hand pointing straight ahead, her hands and feet wearing medieval-style retro iron armor, and the cape-style white stand-collar coat behind her.
Under the command of the black halberd, dozens of layers of sparkling water curtains blocked the front of Buchibenma, using varied and continuous ups and downs to resolve the ferocious collision of the black takin.
The simple barrier that looks like a water curtain keeps breaking under the frenzied thrusts of the horns, but after one layer of water curtain breaks, a new water curtain will always emerge.
The black takin gathered all the dark atmosphere in the barrier, and the twisted sharp horns on its head lost their shape, like two gloomy black clouds. After stretching, they violently struck Yu Peihuan. ) in front of the water curtain, but still unable to break through that thin barrier.
A contemptuous smile appeared on Yu Peihuan's face. He held his halberd and slashed diagonally upward. A translucent green magic power struck the black takin's head, causing the arrogant beast to sway slightly.
Just as Qucuo was about to regroup and urge the takin to charge again, there was a loud sound of wind in the barrier, and dozens of slender green magic slashes struck the takin's head. The afterimage of the high-speed slashes left long-lasting traces in the darkness.
When the black takin withstood dozens of sharp slashes and broke through the water curtain, the dotted lines left by the magic in the air suddenly lit up. A sky-high and smallest green magic circle resisted the sharp horns of the black takin. Tens of thousands of complex structures The runes rotated and flew in the double rings of the magic array, and six emerald tridents shot out from the array and accurately nailed the limbs and feet of the black takin, making it lie on the ground unable to move.
Qucuo's white bone face expanded again, and the pale bones covered the body of the black takin like running water. The black takin, which was covered with a layer of pale bone armor, was greatly strengthened. It shook its head and tail fiercely. , got up and twisted off the green trident that nailed the limbs and horns.
The white-bone takin charged forward, and Yu Peihuan had already used magic power to condense six sharp green spears, which shot out from the center of the magic array.
Unexpectedly, the white-bone takin under Qucuo's control was just a feint shot, and its two front hooves as thick as logs sank into the soil, bending and flicking. He turned around and rushed towards the three-story tower house behind him.
Yu Peihuan immediately threw the emerald-colored spear at the takin with its back turned to him. Unfortunately, it was half a beat too late, and only one emerald-colored spear hit the takin's back.
The bone armor of the soul-sending takin was torn by the sharp edge of the spear, and a lot of asphalt-like black blood flowed out of the straight crack.
The severe injuries failed to stop the huge behemoth's desperate charge. Most of the three-story watchtower made of earth and stone was smashed by the white-bone takin. A corner of a bedroom on the second floor of the watchtower was destroyed. The takin put its head into the gap and looked down. Looking at the two women lying on the bed in the bedroom.
One is Qucuo's own (flesh), and the other is her second daughter Pubu Dunzhu.
"Ama Qucuo, no!"
Buchibenma was lying on all fours, the tears and snot on her face mixed into a ball of turbid liquid, looking extremely embarrassed.
Qucuo's skeletal face only hesitated for a moment, then let the takin lower its head, gently picked up the crying child and placed it in a safe place away from the tower, and then bit his own meat. Body shēn).
Amidst the creepy chewing sounds, the dead spirit of the black takin obtained the bones and blood of the Muya priest.
The black takin, covered in pale bone armor, knelt on the ground and scattered into a pile of black and white ashes. A gloomy wind from nowhere picked up the dust on the ground and blew it towards The illusory black hill.
When the ashes of the black takin merged with the hill, the low hill seemed to come alive. The black woods on the surface of the mountain were swallowed up by the earth that seemed to be breathing violently. The pale (yin) dark force came from the mountain. The core of the hill overflowed outwards, and it didn't take long for the inconspicuous low hill to be dressed in a gorgeous and gloomy dress.
Qucuo's face was looming on the pale white hill surface, and his dull moans echoed in the dark barrier.
Yu Peihuan groaned, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes. The two-layer magic circle, which was already the smallest in the sky, doubled in size. Green spears like locusts flew out from the magic circle, and rain fell. It pours like bananas on the top of the pale white hills.
It's just that this green rain was too short-lived, lasting less than half a minute and then making no sound.
The halberd in Yu Peihuan's hand clattered to the ground, creating a small crater seven to eight centimeters deep. She held the black halberd and reached out to wipe the blood and tears from her face, with no fear in her eyes.
She didn't even look at the pale hill with four hooves jumping towards her, she just looked up at the sky above the barrier.
The magical girl who was in desperate situation clenched her fists. The white trench coat with condensed magic power and the metal armor covering her limbs quickly disappeared, turning into little shimmers in an instant and blending into her slender body. shēn) body, she leaned back and raised the black halberd in her hand. With a clear shout, she threw the halberd-shaped magic weapon that was more than two and a half meters long into the sky.
The tail of the black halberd she threw trailed a long green flame tail, and the other end of the flame tail was connected to the pale hill that was about to turn into the shape of a takin.
"Zhixian!"
Yu Peihuan's voice cut through the darkness and reached the ears of his companions.
A series of seven pure white magic bombardments as thick as a water tank penetrated the barrier, followed the path of the emerald tail flame at the end of the black halberd, and hit the top of the pale hill that was hundreds of meters high, blowing the head of the takin the size of a house into pieces. .
Li Zhixian, who had exhausted his magic power, threw away the axe-gun magic guide in his hand, scattered the cake skirt and princess sleeves on her body, and let gravity knock her to the ground from high altitude.
The dust was flying, and Li Zhixian, who had released his transformation (shēn), stood there, watching the pale hill that had been blown away by one tenth by the magic bombardment absorbing the earth and rocks in place. After a while, the hill returned to its original shape, shrinking violently. , turned into a white takin with a shoulder height of two meters and a miniature hill on its back.
On the surface of the hill carried on the back of the white takin, Qucuo's face was distorted and blurred, and only a look of madness remained in his eyes.
"More! I want more priests' bones and blood!"
The white takin's muscular body contained the power of an entire hill. It lowered its head and moved forward, black air gushing from its nostrils, and charged at full speed in the direction of Buchbenma.
Li Zhixian helped Yu Peihuan sit on the ground and said "Don't worry" in her ear.
Before she could stand up completely, the white takin with the power of a hill had already rushed closer.
Li Zhixian squatted half-crouched, holding the thick front hooves of the white takin with both hands, and the pores of his scalp oozed red blood.
The woman with black hair dyed maple red roared and overturned the takin that was changing on the hill. She punched the bull's eye as big as a red grapefruit!
"Get out of my way!"
