An invisible gaze fell on him, as if he was aware of it. Wei Shiqi slowly turned his head, the nebulae in his eyes were turning, and countless stars were appearing and disappearing. Guan Guogong's heart skipped a beat for no reason, as if fate had strangled his throat, and he was in a hurry. He looked away, not wanting to look at her. He had a strong premonition that if he met the other person's eyes, his supernatural power would be broken, and all the future would be hidden in the darkness.
It's not because the other party is too tyrannical. That person is the variable that stirs up the secrets of heaven. He is the cornerstone of the powerful struggle between all parties. There are many things related to him that cannot be seen and cannot be seen through. After thousands of years of practice, skills have advanced to art, and art has advanced to Tao. Guan Guogong is vaguely aware of the changes in the sky, the abyss is treacherous, and a great change is about to happen. The person in front of him makes his heart palpitate. The destiny is indeed falling on him. On him?
In the field of vision, only the Nine Miasma Beast King was left, standing stiffly in the miasma, his eyes blank, trying his best to digest the blood in his body. If you are greedy, you will swallow the elephant. If you are trapped in a heavy siege, you will not be satisfied. Sooner or later, what you eat will be vomited out together with your intestines!
A mere beast dares to show off his power, as if there is no one left on the coast! The monsters were furious, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they were fighting against the same enemy. They rushed forward one after another, inciting their blood to refine the miasma. They retreated in one wave and then came up again, like eating away at mulberry leaves. They pressed hundreds of feet into it in no time. The Nine Miasma Beast King was in a state of intoxication and could not control the miasma in time. It was only at this moment that he came back to his senses. He was shocked to realize that he was in a dangerous situation. He was shouting and shouting everywhere, shouting to kill and beat. In panic, he kicked his four legs fiercely and waited. After escaping in the air, Yip will rush out, raise his hand and throw out a whip of blood, tightly wrap around its hind legs, and pull it down to the ground like flying a kite.
Once you hit the ground and fell into a sea of monsters, you couldn't get out even with your earth-shaking magical powers. The beast king hurriedly exerted all his strength, struggled hard, and his hind legs were freed immediately. Another general appeared from the clinker monster. While its old strength was gone and new strength was not yet regenerated, he rubbed it up, with his fingers together like blades. Both arms stabbed one after another, transforming into numerous phantoms, and blood energy shot out, stabbing at the vital part of its tail. How important was that place, how could it withstand the powerful thrust? The Beast King lowered his tail and clamped his hindquarters, his body sank, and several streaks of blood and energy came up, unable to fly up in a hurry.
There was a glimpse of light, and the glass suddenly broke into pieces. Guan Guogong saw the Nine Miasma Beast King,
His body was covered with bruises and blood as he fought with trapped beasts. Monsters swarmed up and many ants bit the elephant to death. However, just as he was concentrating on spying, there was a sudden pain in his head, and his eyes were sore. A black shadow fell on the back of the Beast King, and he waved a wave. A strangely long thing, with the shadow of a Hydra rising behind it.
Guan Guogong closed his eyes, his heart beating wildly. That person is not Han Shiba! Who is that person? He stimulated the blood in his body with all his strength, and the joints all over his body crackled. His rickety body stood straight. Time was reversed, and he was rejuvenated. His skin was plump and plump, his face was like a crown jade, and his hair was as black as dye. He opened his eyes suddenly, and two blazing balls jumped out. The fire of blood.
The illusion came into reality. The Nine Miasma Beast King fell into the Iron Barrel Formation and was surrounded by monsters. It tried its best to escape, but it couldn't escape. It was bloody and painful, and could no longer hold on. Just at the critical moment, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed on the back of the Beast King. It crushed its four legs and fell to the ground. The monsters did not recognize their opponents and rushed to fight. The man picked up the head of a stick and swung it, killing more than ten monsters out of thin air. They were reduced to ashes, and their blood and energy jumped out, but were taken away by the head of the stick.
Guan Guogong looked at the guy attentively. It was bumpy and bumpy, thick at the top and thin at the bottom. The thin end was like a snake's tail. The thick end had nine snake heads that were tangled and clustered like wheat ears. The eighteen snake eyes were flashing with fierce blood. Like a living thing. He pondered for a moment and suddenly remembered an old incident. The living thing may not be a living thing, but the weapon in the man's hand was probably made from the bones of the Hydra. Hey, what kind of person can suppress such a deadly weapon? He turned his eyes and carefully looked at the person on the Beast King's back. He was lean, tired, and frowning, with reluctance written all over his face. He was startled at first, and could hardly believe his own eyes. After a few more glances, the more he looked, the more he looked. I felt flustered, and suddenly felt blessed in my heart. That was not a demon, a celestial being, or a monster, he, he, he was clearly the general transformed by Qi Qi!
A chill rose from the bottom of his heart. Guan Guogong seemed to realize something, but he was unable to stop it. He didn't dare to look at Han Shiba, for fear that meeting his eyes would destroy his magical powers, but he knew very well that the general would not appear out of thin air, nor would he save the beast king's life for no reason. He was here under orders. , he was summoned by Han Shiba from the Zhenzhu!
Zhenzhu, Qi Qi, Zhenjiang, bloody battle, bloody battle, bloody battle... Guan Guogong's mouth felt dry, his legs and feet were a little weak, and the fire of blood in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger. He stared at the Zhenjiang with all his attention, no longer caring about prying. What's the future? If the future is really as he foresees, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at such a future, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it...
The Nine Miasma Beast King struggled to get up, his head hanging down. He felt as if he was weighing a thousand pounds, his body was covered in bruises and soaked with layers of blood, his limbs were trembling, and he couldn't stand up straight. Fan Yu picked up the nine-headed bone stick and pressed it lightly on the back of its neck. The blood flowed into the spine. The beast king felt his whole body relax. The bones were numb and warm, as if a ball of hot water was rolling around. It felt comfortable. It was so shameful that I couldn't help but groan. I felt weak and my whole body gained strength again.
Hearing his own moans of ecstasy, he squirmed a little and felt very embarrassed.
Fan Yu tightened his legs, and released some strange energy into the body of the Beast King. He and the rider merged into one, and he suddenly pounced forward, charging into the siege alone. It was clear that the opponent's lamp was out of gas and he could be taken down with more force. Suddenly, there was a sudden interruption, and the flying general fell from the sky. The monsters looked at each other in confusion. After a moment of trance, a large piece fell down like ears of rice. The blood was still cold, and the monster roared, mustering up its bloody courage again, and rushed forward regardless of its own safety. However, this time the opponent was stronger than it could have imagined. Fan Yu swung the nine-headed bone stick, which was as powerful as breaking a bamboo. In a short time, he dug through the enemy's formation and collected the messy and rough blood. He looked down upon it and gave it all to the Beast King for his consumption.
After a bloody battle, he was unscathed and lost countless blood and energy. The Nine Miasma Beast King secretly rejoiced, cheered up, turned around and charged into the siege, entering and exiting seven times, enjoying himself.
Fan Yu worked tirelessly and killed dozens of generals one after another, without a single enemy under his command. The army of monsters was finally defeated and their morale plummeted, and they fled in all directions. At least they were still somewhat awake and did not dare to attack the garrison. , fled to the wilderness, wishing to give birth to seventy, eighty or ninety legs. Fan Yu didn't care. He raised the nine-headed bone stick and pointed it at the camp of the elite soldiers in the mountain col. He licked his lips and a trace of excitement ignited in his eyes.
A ray of blood appeared across the sky, breaking through the waves and sea wind, and landed with a bang. The ancient warrior had traveled thousands of miles, but it was late. He was a step late, but not too late.
