Mrs. Silver Fern floated in midair, the bone wings behind her kept falling off debris, the long skirt composed of illusory vines kept squirming, and countless tree roots protruded from the irregular skirt, and each root was connected to the gods. His body, the space around his body twisted violently, like a fallen angel who came out of hell.
boom!
The huge bone wings made of tree roots and god bones fluttered, setting off an unstoppable gust of wind in this space. Countless ghost claws were crushed in the gust of wind, and the exquisite stone pillars 100 meters high in front of the temple were also peeled off in the wind, visible to the naked eye. becomes uneven.
The falling boulders were like missiles in the wind, smashing huge pits in the vast black land.
"Roar!"
The fog around the ball was blown away, and the huge black dragon phantom squatted on the ground. Its dim yellow eyes flashed with anger, flapping its wings to resist the oppression from Lady Silver Fern.
It is a pity that it is not the real dragon of despair Nidhogg after all. Under this majestic pressure, the figure of the black dragon condensed outside the body gradually became blurred, and the dragon wings also collapsed.
"Damn low-level creature, actually pretended to be the dragon of despair Nidhogg to deceive me" Mrs. Silverfern's face turned around a dozen eyes frantically, the scepter composed of divine bones in her hand pointed to the ball, and the depths of her pupils flickered. With a gray sheen: "Your sins will be paid with your life!"
The loud hoarse voice rolled, and just as the words were spoken, countless eyes were split on its wooden body, and the tiny black pupils in the middle of these gray-white eyes locked the ball.
Whoosh whoosh!
The dense gray shot erupted from its body and shot over the sky.
"Roar!"
Intensive cracks appeared on the black giant dragon that was facing the strong wind, and a faint golden light overflowed from the cracks. The dense gray shot was reflected in its dim yellow eyes, and then it raised its huge claws and slammed it down.
Boom!
Countless ghost hands surging like a wave, gathered together to set off a huge wave and rushed towards the dense rays.
"Not good!" Shao Zifeng, who was swaying in midair with the gust of wind, changed his face when he saw this scene, and then stretched out his finger and swiped in the void.
chi chi-
The monstrous waves set off by the horizon kept advancing, and the dense waves of ghost claws were annihilated under the gray rays, but soon new ghost claws rushed up, and even briefly resisted the fission rays that claim to be able to decompose everything.
The decomposed ghost claws turned into smoke and dust in the sky, and slowly glanced at Mrs. Silver Fern. The dozens of eyes on its face flashed with greed. This is the power of the ruthless dragon that was said to have suppressed the main battle of the Eternal Kingdom of God, if he could absorb it.
Thinking of this, it took a deep breath, the dust was continuously sucked into the body by it, and the face covered with wood grain showed an intoxicated expression.
But in the next moment, its face wrinkled, and countless sawdust squeezed each other and flew out. Huge openings opened on its body, and countless black soil flowed down the openings.
It looked at the surging ghost claw waves angrily, and its hoarse voice echoed in the wind: "Damn, it's all mud and sand! It's useless to leave you."
Speaking of which, the God's Bone Stick in its hand was raised high, and the purple arc flashed on the bone, and finally converged on the top of the bone stick.
Boom!
The dark clouds rolled in the sky, and countless thunder snakes wandered among the dark clouds, and there were bursts of dull thunder.
Mrs. Silverfern opened her hands, and the purple eyes on her side face burst into a dazzling light: "divine punish"
boom!
A black shadow flashed along with the ultra-high frequency vibration, deflecting Mrs. Silver Fern's head 180 degrees, the wood on the neck was twisted and burst, and finally could not bear the weight and folded back and hit the back. On his back, the sky is full of sawdust falling down like snow.
The thunder and lightning in the dark cloud suddenly stopped, and the arc of the bone battle in Mrs. Silver Fern's hand gradually dissipated, and the world became silent at this moment.
"Roar!"
The ultra-high-frequency vibration hummed, the flying wood chips were smashed by the hurricane's wings, and the giant beast covered in black smoke stood on the shoulders of the fainted lady. Bursts of growls.
Click!
The dead wood on the neck could not bear the weight of the head, and some wood broke again, but the giant beast under the black mist seemed to be provoked, holding one of the woods about the same thickness as it frantically bit, the neck of the wood broke. is a bit faster.
Suddenly, a golden eye opened on the wood beside Fang Ya, Fang Ya, who was tearing at the wood, moved for a while, and his claws ripped off a piece of the giant tree, facing the eye.
hum!
The golden ray erupted, and the giant tree in Fangya's arms was broken inch by inch, and soon it turned into a sky of sawdust. The golden ray shot into the sky against Fangya's giant tooth, and the black mist on its body violently churned as it shot.
At the moment when the golden pupils turned, the hurricane wing behind Fang Ya made a harsh humming sound, and the tall body avoided the attack of the ray like a phantom.
Click!
With the help of this gap, hundreds of illusory tree roots drilled out of Mrs. Silverfern's chest. The roots were connected to the broken neck and slowly pulled up its head that was clinging to the back.
In mid-air, Shao Zifeng pursed his lips. He was always observing the state of Madam Yinfern, and at the moment when her strength dropped to the fifth rank, Fang Ya launched an attack. Although she knew that Madam Yinfern would not be defeated so easily, but now it is a good one. Chances are, its strength has not yet recovered.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and said, "Xiaolu, strangle!"
"Yo!"
The deer standing beside Shao Zifeng stepped on its front hooves in the void, and two long streamers swayed under the gloomy sky at the shoulder blades.
Thick and dense vines burst out of the ground. These thick and thick vines were like wool on Mrs. Silverfern's body.
Under this force, its wooden body kept making a cracking sound, and soon even its recovering neck was entangled by vines, and its body stood in a strange posture.
On the other side, Fang Ya stood on top of the collapsed temple, with scarlet eyes flashing under the black mist.
Boom!
The broken white marble floated from the temple and hung quietly above Fang Ya's head.
two pieces.
Three pieces.
fifty dollars.
There are countless white marbles with exquisite reliefs suspended in the air.
"Roar!"
The teeth and claws were intertwined, and the marble statues were gravitationally smashed towards Mrs. Silver Fern. It bent its body slightly, and the wings of the hurricane sent out high-frequency vibrations behind it.
boom!
The roof of the temple under his feet shattered, Fang Ya rose into the sky in a circle of air waves, stepping on the marble in mid-air and pounced on Lady Silver Fern.
Pieces of marble blocked Mrs. Silverfern, Fang Fang lay on its neck and continued to bite the wood fibers.
Click!
At this moment, Mrs. Silver Fern and her head turned at a 90-degree angle, her black face with more than a dozen eyes facing Shao Zifeng, whose whole body was blocked by vines and boulders, only her head could move.
"Humans, you don't think... that you can slaughter gods, right? My power is inexhaustible, you can't kill me, hahahaha."
Shao Zifeng was suspended in midair, the cloak on his body rattled in the wind, his golden red eyes calmly looked at Madam Silver Fern who was laughing, the corner of his mouth hooked.
"Oh, really?"
As he said that, he shook his arm, and pulled out a huge golden sheepskin scroll from the crack in the space around him. As a whole, the golden scroll was madly devouring Shao Zifeng's spiritual power, and the surface exuded a hazy holy light.
The expression on Mrs. Silver Fern's face froze, and her eyes flashed with disbelief: "The scroll of magic, how dare you touch such a thing!!!"
"Damn it, let me go!" Madam Silver Fern struggled frantically, the marble blocked on the surface of her body cracked, and tyrannical elemental particles erupted from it.
Shao Zifeng's face was a little pale. This kind of scroll consumes a lot of spiritual power. He squeezed a few words from the gap between his teeth: "Light, Ming, De, Holy, Tai!"
hum!
The rich holy light pierced the dark clouds and enveloped Shao Zifeng. The huge sheepskin scroll in his hand unfolded, floating in the sky and bursting with strong energy fluctuations. A tall man with four pairs of wings stretched behind his back appeared between heaven and earth. Holding the Holy Cross in his hand, the light on the scroll is getting stronger and stronger.
"what!!"
The surface of Mrs. Silver Fern, illuminated by the holy light, cracked quickly, her eyes were tightly closed on her charred face, and the raised wooden texture was burning with white holy fire, constantly emitting strands of black air.
The man holding the holy cross muttered something in his mouth, and then raised the cross in his hand high.
"God says you are guilty." (God says you are guilty!)
stab-
The golden parchment scroll floating in the air shattered into countless pieces.
A strong white light erupted from behind the dark cloud, and the dazzling beam of light broke through the dark cloud and enveloped Lady Silver Fern in it.
"what!!"
Mrs. Silver Fern's body became empty in the holy light, a large number of black particles were washed by the holy light, and the miserable screams echoed in the wind in the wilderness. The whole process lasted for about a minute.
The pillar of holy light gradually weakened, and finally turned into a thin line connecting the heavens and the earth, which flickered a few times and disappeared completely.
Shao Zifeng swayed and looked towards the direction of Mrs. Silver Fern with a pale face, only to see that its face was pitted, the white sacred fire was burning on the back bone wings, and the white jade-like bones of God kept falling off from the bone wings. It was very miserable up.
"Yo~"
Xiaolu leaned over and supported Shao Zifeng, who was crumbling, with his body.
"I'm fine"
Click!
A crisp sound came, and a few pieces of charred wood fell from Mrs. Silver Fern's body, and several illusory tree roots drilled out of her face, shooting at Shao Zifeng in mid-air.
A hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "I said you can't kill me!"
Shao Zifeng's body tightened, his right hand stretched into the space crack again, and the golden sheepskin scroll exuding holy light blocked him.
Bang bang bang!
Several consecutive dull sounds came, and Shao Zifeng's body seemed to be hit hard and flew out a distance, but he was not hurt.
Seeing this scene, Mrs. Silver Fern roared angrily: "Why, why can you carry so many scrolls with you!!"
In its view, Shao Zifeng's body is so much smaller than the golden sheepskin scroll, and he can't figure out why he can carry so many.
The golden scroll floated in mid-air, exuding a white holy light, Shao Zifeng stuck out half of his face from behind the scroll, and flames danced in his golden red eyes.
"Sword of Holy Justice!"
hum!
Circles of invisible ripples spread, and a tall woman wearing cool armor condensed in the void. Her facial features were as delicate and beautiful as carvings, and there were also four pairs of golden wings behind her.
The woman looked at Madam Silver Fern indifferently, holding up the exquisite rapier in her hand.
"God says you are guilty." (God says you are guilty!)
The cold voice fell, the golden sheepskin scroll shattered, and a white giant sword condensed by holy light fell from the dark clouds and stabbed Mrs. Silver Fern straight.
This time, Shao Zifeng no longer gave it a chance to breathe, and once again took out a few scrolls from the space crack, and frantically injected spiritual power into it.
"The roar of Thor!"
"The gaze of the goddess of wisdom!"
"The Twelve of the Goddess of Qin!"
"The blessing of the goddess!"
"Holy Angel's Asylum!"
"Eternal Divine Kingdom Movement!"
Shao Zifeng frantically threw the golden sheepskin scroll, and he threw out the attacking, supporting and defensive ones without blinking. The kind that feels like you can slay a dragon by giving yourself a sword.
The skills of various colors flickered, and Mrs. Yinfern couldn't make any sound from the initial screaming to the end. She seemed to be weakened to the extreme, but Shao Zifeng still didn't mean to stop, and threw the scroll like crazy.
The deer silently took a few steps back, and Beibei, who was hiding in the distance with Gerstaff, was surprised with a long mouth. Although Gerstaff, who had regained some physical strength, couldn't see what was happening, the surging God of God in the distance. Forced to let her tears fall, she knelt on the ground and prayed continuously.
"The Covenant of Love."
Shao Zifeng, who was wearing the Holy Light Shield, was stunned when he threw out the scroll. He was stunned when he was about to withdraw the scroll from the space crack again. He always felt the name of the skill just now.
hum!
A woman with four pairs of golden wings appeared behind him, and the graceful He stroked his long golden hair with his hands and made a blowing kiss.
A pink heart condensed in His hand and shot at Lady Silverfern.
Love God's Contract: 100% make the target creature fall in love with the caster, and 1% make the gods fall in love with the caster.
Recalling the attributes of this skill, Shao Zifeng's face turned green when he looked at the pink heart-shaped: "Fuck, why does this skill exist!"
(PS: Unconsciously, I am a year older. I was going to write a few more chapters today, but because the birthday dinner was very late, it has been nearly a year since I opened the book in April last year. I am very happy to be able to celebrate this year’s birthday. I spent it with you all. I think back on my 18 years of coughing, no nonsense. In fact, I just want to say that I will take a few days off for my birthday. It should not exceed three days at most. I am very tired recently. Then I look forward to it. I can spend my seventeenth birthday next year with everyone (crossed out), hahahaha! In the end, I would like to thank Dijia Maomao for the keyboard and Lulu for the Ganyu pillow. Hum =. = And thank you for the reward, thank you!!)
(End of this chapter)