Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

The air burned, the hot wind expanded, and the crimson flames were held in the slender palms, and then they smashed towards the giant thing in the sky.

The huge figure like a mountain brings a crushing posture, but it is also a living target that is difficult to move.

The fireball exploded when it touched the beluga's body, turning into waves of fire and spreading across its body.

The surrounding mist, which was rich in mana, evaporated, making a sizzling sound like boiling water. The beluga roared in pain, swayed, and swept its giant tail toward the ground.

When the mist erupted from the beluga's body, the flames like maggots in the tarsal bones extinguished, and obvious black scorch marks appeared on the left side of the beluga's head.

Natural disasters can also cause injuries, and giant beasts can also feel pain. This means that even small people are not completely powerless in the face of such behemoths.

There is a chance...

The shaky morale stabilized instantly, and Curxiu, who was paying attention to the team, couldn't help but sigh:

"Well done, Xi!"

Then Kazama did not respond to Kurxiu. Under the intrusion of a flame magic, the white whale's floating body tilted sideways. This was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

At this time, two figures appeared almost at the same time. Jumping up, their well-trained and strong physical fitness allowed them to cross a distance of nearly eight meters in the air and firmly stepped on the white whale.

Among them was Iron Zhi who was riding a lion beast. Wilkin, the leader of the fang mercenary group, Wilhelm, the sword demon with neatly combed silver hair and a murderous face, and the young man carrying the black box who jumped up later, were in danger, and their personal power was destroyed. In a world and era of infinite magnification, creatures like heroes exist, and creatures like heroes are also needed.

Wilkin felt the strong wind blowing across his face from high altitude, and let out a hearty laugh on the giant thing. Looking down at the earth made his adrenaline surge, making his blood boil.

He looked at his two comrades not far away. They were completely different from his excitement. Both the silver-haired old man and the black-haired young man were calm. stand there

"It's really boring. As a soldier, facing such an occasion, I should at least be excited."

It's just a simple complaint, without any other meaning, because there are certain things in the three of them that are unified.

Looking at the ground under his feet and the rough skin of the beluga, Wilkin grinned.

"So...here we go"..............

Beluga whales can feel something attached to their backs.

White whales with the ability to devour existence can naturally smell the scent of prey, and those three prey are all so fragrant.

But the white whale didn't care. Its real target was below, the ants that were constantly moving around its shadow.

Among the group of ants, there was one that made it pay special attention. It smelled the breath left by its creator on its body.

Therefore, the white whale's body trembled slightly and assumed a diving posture again.

The ants on their backs were left to struggle. Facing the absolute weight, the ants could not move it even a bit.

But just as it was thinking this way, a sharp tearing pain came from its back.

What it thought was the ants were tearing open the wound crazily on its back.

While the liger was moving happily, Wilkin's heavy and sharp broadsword was constantly leaving deep scars on the rough skin of the beluga.

Smelly black blood burst out from the beluga's wounds, staining its hair.

But Wilkin couldn't help but focus on another place.

Unlike his efficiency in inflicting trauma on the beluga, on the other side, the 'ground' made of the beluga's back skin was deeply removed, and a long and narrow wound peeled off the beluga's skin, exposing the skin underneath. flesh and blood.

Moreover, this scar is still expanding, and along with a figure, a huge wound is slowly forming on the back of the beluga.

"That's really awesome, old man."

Wilkin couldn't help but sigh.

Wilhelm's crazy output was also reflected in Feng Jianxi's eyes. Under the calm appearance of the sword ghost, the violent emotions were constantly pouring into the sword in his hand.

For his wife's Love and longing, and hatred for the white whale, made this old gentleman keep getting closer to the title of Ghost in the Sword.

Compared with the two pure warriors and swordsmen, Feng Jianxi looked at the thing under his feet. Feng Jianxi looked much calmer than the crazy destruction.

His eyes scanned his feet, and then slowly stopped at a certain place, the head of the white whale, which was pointing to the sky like a narwhal. The giant snow-white horn with the spiral pattern is there, where the Mana or the magic power is the most intense.

This world is called the monster. The power of the witch invades the body, and the flesh, flesh and genes are mutated, creating something that can be absorbed. As well as the organs that release Mana.

These organs can be regarded as one of the weaknesses of these monsters.

When the three people were wreaking havoc on the back of the beluga, the beluga also felt that something was wrong, and the pain from behind kept stimulating its nerves. The steady body began to tremble violently.

Why, these ants can....

However, before it had time to think about this problem, attacks from the ground also arrived.

"Magic group, cast magic freely."

Under Curxiu's order, the magicians who accompanied the army raised their hands. As the mana gathered, fireballs appeared in their hands one by one.

Although it was not as good as the fireballs summoned by Feng Jianxi in the first place, the number increased. When When the flaming lumps touched the beluga's body and exploded one after another, they also caused serious damage to the beluga.

The beluga whined, and the whine was mixed with rage.

The next moment, the white whale's body was covered with rough skin. The hidden pores on the face all opened, and a large amount of white mist spewed out.

Even the magic mist scattered around the white whale could not stop it.

There were several knights beside him.

Before he could make an evasive move, he was swallowed up by the thick fog, and the piece of land and grass beneath his feet disappeared, leaving only deep ravines on the ground, and there were more than a dozen such ravines around the beluga.

Many teams evaded in time, but more of them disappeared out of thin air, and the memories left by them in the world also disappeared.

The sword energy split open the white mist that could swallow everything.

Erxiu grabbed the reins with one hand and stopped in front of the small group of soldiers.

The sky was filled with white mist, and the figure of the giant beast was lost.

The sound of falling was heard in the ears, and the leader of Iron Fang was threatening. Erjin fell to the ground with his lion beast's mount, and similarly, Wilhelm's figure broke through the fog and landed on the ground.