Transformation: The Nine-Tailed Fox Fairy Who Travels Through Another World

Chapter 171
"Ho..." A cold and cold voice that makes people's hearts and minds tremble. Mu Rourou, who is dressed in blood, covered with ghost energy and evil energy, transforms into a fierce ghost, and her fighting ability has improved many times compared to before. It has surpassed the late stage of Yuanying, surpassed the Great Perfection of Yuanying, and infinitely approached the early stage of Huashen.

Such combat power can already pose a slight threat to Sikong Heji.

a little!And that's all.

Infinitely approaching and the real stage of transformation, the gap is still the sky and the earth. After more than a dozen face-to-face encounters, Sikong Heji is unscathed except for some blood stained on his clothes and a slightly embarrassed figure.

On the other hand, Mu Rourou's bloody clothes were blown up, and there was no ghost or evil spirit. Her right hand was bent and broken in a strange twisted shape.

It doesn't matter. With such a serious injury, breathing time can be restored. A squeaking sound sounded, Mu Rourou's broken right hand recovered, and the broken bloody clothes reappeared and were put on her body.

This is consuming life, burning blood, burning true energy, burning life, turning into that invincible ghost, an immortal ghost.

In a confrontation, Sikong Heji was slapped by Mu Rourou in exchange for injuries. Mu Rourou flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and was thrown far away like a rag. The corner of Sikong Heji's mouth A faint trace of blood spilled out.

"Hmph!" Angry, Sikong Heji lowered his head and looked at the position of his heart. The dazzling bloody handprints made his face so hot that he couldn't hold back.

Due to Mu Rourou's status as the princess, he has been avoiding, letting the water go, not making a real move, and all the moves he used were seven points, only three points, but he didn't want Mu Rourou to make progress and fight to the death without giving in at all. hit him too.

"Third Princess! Do you really think that I dare not kill you!" The childish and immature voice spoke with a certain deep meaning, and the world seemed to echo these words, fluctuating.

"Hey..." Mu Rourou shook her dizzy head, and made a piercing voice, she lost too much blood, and in this state, the blood, true energy, and lifespan consumed every moment are all expensive, Consciousness is a little fuzzy.

"Isn't it still necessary?" Mu Rourou was secretly anxious. According to the information she investigated, Sikong Heji's two hole cards, not counting his cultivation level in the transformation stage, these two hole cards are quite troublesome and difficult to deal with.

The headless scarecrow has already been removed, and there is one left. If we don't break that one, there is no absolute insurance and certainty. The punch of the ear of rice can be successful.

Mu Rourou knew that the punch of the rice ear could only be used against Sikong Heji once, and only once, because after the first time, Sikong Heji would definitely take precautions, and it would be even more difficult to succeed, almost impossible.

For this one and only time, Mu Rourou must be fully prepared, that is, to break the two hole cards of Sikong Heji.

The thought was stopped in an instant, Mu Rourou rushed towards Sikong Heji at high speed, and launched a frenzied attack again, using injury for injury.

This time, Sikong He didn't hold back his hands, and slapped Mu Rourou who was rushing forward.

Bang!
The air solidified, and the air pressure appeared in a twisted gourd shape, and then, the air exploded.

Boom!

There was a thunderous explosion, earth-shattering, and the bloody clothes outside Mu Rourou's body were instantly shattered.

The momentum of Sikong Heji's slap abruptly stagnated, he turned his direction, and threw the back of his hand at Mu Rourou's waist who had not yet had time to fly upside down.

Click!

The lumbar spine was broken, comminuted fracture, Mu Rourou was severely injured with just one blow, and the pitch-changed pain screamed from Mu Rourou's place.

"Overreach! The gap between Nascent Soul and Transformation God! It's not as simple as you think!" Sikong Heji said flatly, unable to use the space, which is a great weakening for the Transformation God stage, but facing The opponent is in the Nascent Soul stage, so this weakening is tantamount to nothing.

Taking a step forward, he teleported to Mu Rourou, and pointed out several fingers in succession.

puff!puff!puff!
The tiny fingers were like an indestructible sharp weapon, easily pierced Mu Rourou's skin, and punched one blood hole after another in her body.

"No matter how naive! There must be a limit! You..."

puff!Mu Rourou deliberately opened her mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and hit the face of Sikong Heji who was in front of her. The distance was too close, and Sikong Heji didn't expect Mu Rourou to be like this. What follows can no longer be said.

Mu Rourou half-supported her body with difficulty, raised her face that was so stained with blood that she couldn't see her original face clearly, opened her eyes, and said intermittently: "Old monster! No matter what you say or do, you can't change it. The result of your death here today!"

Sikong He was stunned, the pungent smell of blood, the blood stained on his face, the filthy blood, a layer of goosebumps emerged, rushing straight to the inside and outside of his body, unbearable, uncomfortable, uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Snapped!Raising his tender white hand, he blocked Mu Rourou's punch. Sikong Heji's expression was extremely indifferent, and his eyes turned cold.

"It seems! The third princess is really looking for death!"

If possible, he really doesn't want to kill Mu Rourou in such a situation, if possible, he is very unwilling, but compared with his own life, this reluctance is nothing!

The small hand blocking Mu Rourou's fist suddenly clenched, cracked, and crushed Mu Rourou's hand bones.

"Today next year! I will go to your grave to burn a stick of incense!"

Kicked Mu Rourou in the belly and kicked Mu Rourou far away. Sikong Heji wiped off the blood on his face, cleaned it up with a towel, tidied up his image, and after a few actions, Sikong Heji His eyes fell on Mu Rourou's body in the distance again.

Mu Rou stood there limply, stumbled towards him, and wanted to fight.

Sikong Heji no longer wanted to continue, and had murderous intentions.

With ordinary supernatural powers, it would be ugly to kill Mu Rourou, and the splashed blood would stain him. Considering this, Sikong Heji had a plan. , raised his hands above his head and grabbed his scalp.

Tear!

With the skin at that position being peeled off, the creepy scene, Sikong Heji actually peeled off his skin!Just a head, peeled to the neck and stopped.

The bones inside were covered with maggots and worms. No, to be precise, the maggots and worms were Sikong Heji's skull.

In the vague brain, I can see a human-faced spider hanging upside down. The face is an extremely ugly old man. This human-faced spider looked at Mu Rourou with cold eyes, and spit out a Shredded.

The color of the silk is composed of five colors: red, purple, black, vermilion, and dark green. The silk is not long, only a quarter of the size of chopsticks. The appearance of this piece of silk brings a strange absurd atmosphere, It didn't work, the shadow of death had already enveloped Mu Rourou, Dao Sui's heart.

Dao Sui's heart is cold and his body is cold. His whole body, inside and outside, conveys the meaning of running and escaping.

Compared with the ears of rice, Mu Rourou is different, the inconspicuous joy in her eyes, especially seeing the appearance of this piece of silk.

Sikong Heji used the trump card that Mu Rourou was waiting for.

(End of this chapter)