Fist of Imagination

Above the dark vortex, a clear spring fell from the sky, turning into thousands of green waves in mid-air.

Yu Peihuan stood in the air, wearing a black windbreaker-style uniform, with a black halberd in her hand pointing straight ahead, her hands and feet wearing medieval-style retro iron armor, and a white cloak-style stand-up collar coat behind her rustling.

Under the command of the black halberd, dozens of layers of sparkling water curtains blocked Buchibenma in front of him, dissolving the fierce charge of the black antelope with varied ups and downs.

The simple barrier shaped like a water curtain kept breaking under the frenzied horn stabs, but after a layer of water curtain broke, a new water curtain would always be born.

The black antelope gathered all the dark aura in the barrier, and the twisted sharp horns on its head lost their shape, like two gloomy black clouds, stretching and violently slapping the water curtain waves in front of Yu Peihuan, but it could never break through the thin barrier.

Yu Peihuan showed a contemptuous smile on his face, holding a long halberd and slashing it diagonally upwards, a translucent emerald magic slashed on the head of the black antelope, causing the arrogant beast to sway slightly.

Qucuo was about to regroup and urge the antelope to charge again, and the wind in the barrier was blowing, and dozens of slender emerald magic slashed on the top of the antelope's head. The afterimage of the high-speed slashing left a long-lasting trace in the darkness.

When the black antelope broke through the water curtain with dozens of sharp slashes, the dotted lines left by the magic in the air suddenly lit up, and a ferris wheel-sized emerald magic circle resisted the sharp horns of the black antelope. Tens of thousands of complex runes rotated and flew in the two circles of the magic circle. Six emerald tridents were fired from the circle, pinning the limbs and horns of the black antelope with great precision, making it lie on the ground and unable to move.

Qucuo's skeleton face expanded again, and the pale bones covered the body of the black antelope like flowing water. The black antelope with a layer of pale bone armor gained strength. It shook its head and tail fiercely, stood up and twisted off the emerald trident that nailed its limbs and horns.

The antelope made a move to rush forward, and Yu Peihuan had already used magic to condense six sharp emerald spears, which shot out from the center of the magic circle.

Unexpectedly, the antelope under Qucuo's control only made a feint, and its two front hooves as thick as logs sank into the mud and bent and bounced. The mountain-like antelope, which was entrusted with Mu Ya's luck, turned around and rushed towards the three-story blockhouse behind it.

Yu Peihuan immediately threw the emerald spear at the antelope with its back to him, but unfortunately it was half a beat too late, and only one emerald spear hit the back of the antelope.

The bone armor of the soul-carrying antelope was cut by the sharp edge of the spear, and a lot of asphalt-like dark blue blood flowed out of the straight crack.

The serious injury failed to stop the huge beast's desperate charge. The three-story earth and stone tower was smashed by the white-bone antelope, and a corner of a bedroom on the second floor of the tower was destroyed. The antelope stuck its head into the gap and looked down at the two women lying on the bed in the bedroom.

One was Qucuo's own body, and the other was her second daughter, Pubu Dunzhu.

"Qucuo's mother, don't!"

Buchi Benma knelt on all fours, and the tears and snot on her face mixed into a turbid liquid, looking extremely embarrassed.

Qucuo's white-bone human face hesitated for a moment, then let the antelope lower its head, gently hold the crying child and put it in a safe place far away from the tower, and then bite its own body.

In the creepy chewing sound, the dead spirit of the black antelope obtained the bones and blood of the Muya priest.

The black antelope, wearing pale bone armor, knelt on the ground and turned into a pile of black and white ashes. A gust of wind from nowhere swept up the dust on the ground and blew towards the black hill that seemed to be real and illusory.

When the ashes of the black antelope merged with the hill, the low hill seemed to come alive. The black forest on the surface of the mountain was swallowed by the soil that seemed to be breathing violently. The pale dark power flowed out from the core of the hill. Before long, it put on a gorgeous and gloomy dress for the inconspicuous low hill.

Qucuo's face was looming on the surface of the pale hill, and the dull groaning sound echoed in the dark barrier.

Yu Peihuan groaned, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes. The double-ring magic circle, which was already the size of a Ferris wheel, expanded by a full double. The locust-like emerald spear flew out of the magic circle and poured down on the top of the pale hill like rain hitting banana leaves.

However, this emerald rain was too short, and it stopped in less than half a minute.

The halberd in Yu Peihuan's hand slammed into the ground with a clang, creating a small pit seven or eight centimeters deep. She leaned on the black halberd and wiped the blood and tears from her face with her hand, without any fear in her eyes.

She did not even look at the pale hill that was leaping towards her with four hooves, but just looked up at the sky above the barrier.

The magic girl in desperate situation clenched her fists, and the white windbreaker condensed with magic power and the metal armor covering her limbs quickly disappeared, turning into tiny glimmers in an instant and blending into her slender body. She raised her upper body and raised the black halberd in her hand. With a clear shout, she threw the halberd-shaped magic device with a length of more than two and a half meters into the sky.

The tail of the black halberd she threw dragged a long emerald 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 gazelle.

"Zhi Xian!"

Yu Peihuan's voice cut through the darkness and reached the ears of his companions.

A series of seven pure white magic cannons as thick as water tanks penetrated the barrier and followed the trajectory of the emerald tail flame at the end of the black halberd to hit the top of the pale hill hundreds of meters high, blowing the head of the antelope as big as a house into pieces.

Li Zhixian, who had exhausted her magic power, threw away the axe-gun magic device in her hand, scattered her cake skirt and princess sleeves, and let gravity knock her down from the sky to the ground.

Dust flew, and Li Zhixian, who had untransformed, stood in place, watching the pale hill that had been blown off by the magic artillery and absorbed soil and rocks in place. After a moment, the hill returned to its original state, and it shrank violently, turning into a white antelope with a shoulder height of two meters and a miniature hill on its back.

On the surface of the hill carried by the white antelope, Qucuo's face had been distorted and blurred, and there was only a crazy color in his eyes.

"I want more! I want more priest bones and blood!"

The white antelope's strong body contains the power of a whole hill. It lowered its head and moved forward, with black air gushing out of its nostrils, charging at full speed in the direction of Buchi Benma.

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 antelope with the strength of a hill had already rushed to the edge.

Li Zhixian half-crouched, holding the thick front hooves of the white antelope with both hands, and the pores of his scalp oozed red blood.

The woman with black hair dyed maple red roared and overturned the antelope that had transformed into a hill, and punched the bull's eye as big as a red grapefruit!

"Get out of my way!"

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