allendalepharm Chapter 242 Dark Moon Wusheng
Chapter 242 Dark Moon Wusheng
"No, Fatty, it's not an ordinary Netherworld White Tiger, look." Bai Chenxiang's voice was trembling, and she pointed to the sky.His eyes were covered with golden light, and under the light, a giant beast that was twice the size of the original Netherworld White Tiger fell from the sky.
The wings on the back seem to have been assimilated by Zhu Zhuqing's external soul bone Void Golden Butterfly. The complicated patterns on the wings are shining with brilliance. Although it is still a ghost white tiger, it looks a bit strange now.It still has the appearance of a giant tiger, but it vaguely gives people a state that looks like a dragon but not a tiger. The upper body is as transparent as amethyst and has brown-gold patterns flowing on it, which is as bright as gold casting. It is covered with bloodstains and cold. The eyes form a strong contrast.
A powerful aura that dominates the world suddenly rises. After such a long period of experience, not only have they grown up, but even the Netherworld White Tiger is no longer what it used to be.
Falling on the ground, a burst of smoke and dust was raised where the four feet stepped. The flying sand and rocks made Ma Hongjun's eyes confused, but even so, he still shouted, "Boss Dai, Zhuqing, you are so handsome." , come on!"
The Netherworld White Tiger let out a low roar, seemingly in response to Ma Hongjun's words. Where the Netherworld White Tiger was, the Rakshasa God's so-called feathers of the dead had no effect at all. The falling black feathers were blocked by the dazzling divine light of a higher level. , then the giant tiger suddenly raised its head, and a golden light wave shot directly into the air, instantly destroying the source of the black feathers.
"Wow, he's so handsome." If Bai Chenxiang hadn't stopped him, Ma Hongjun might have stepped forward and hugged the Netherworld White Tiger and wouldn't let go. His current strength has far exceeded all of their expectations, including Rakshasa, who just thought he was sure of victory. god.
He was shocked, because he clearly felt the fluctuation of divine power from the Netherworld White Tiger in front of him that was not weaker than his own.
Tang San once said that if the strength of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were similar to his, the strength of the fused Netherworld White Tiger must be higher than his.
Ever since the two people's strength improved, or since Zhu Zhuqing became a god, they have never used this move. Even they themselves don't know what their strength is?
The Feather of the Dead was forced to stop. This shocking move made the originally contemptuous Rakshasa God's face become serious, and his already ugly appearance became even more ferocious. How could he have imagined that these two people could use such a move.
As expected, what Ma Hongjun said when they were in the palace was true. These people were really not very well-informed, but that was understandable. After all, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were so powerful now that there was no chance for them to use Netherworld White Tiger. , can defeat the opponent just by relying on its own strength.
"Roar!" The Netherworld White Tiger roared towards the Rakshasa God, and then a huge tiger claw returned to him, so powerful that it seemed like it could be torn into pieces with just one blow.
"Hmph." The Rakshasa God's expression condensed, and he quickly put aside those shocks and fears, and responded immediately. After all, in his opinion, they were just struggling to death. After all, the gap in divine power and level could not be made up.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe glowing with black energy swung, blocking all the attacks of the Netherworld White Tiger. This time, without any complicated soul skills, the tiger claws and the sickle collided directly. The Rakshasa God did not move at all, his ugly face A weird smile appeared again. Just as he thought, the tiger that was full of momentum just now and looked like it was about to kill him was forced back a few steps by him.
Although the strength of the Netherworld White Tiger in front of him has increased a lot, and his momentum is completely new compared to before, the Rakshasa God is a serious god after all. Even if he has never been recognized by the God Realm, his strength is still there. Once they fight, A clear distinction between superior and inferior.
The Nether White Tiger retreated step by step, but did not retreat at all. After several rounds of fierce collisions, a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out from the tiger's mouth. Seeing this, the Rakshasa God immediately threw out a handful of silk thread to take back the blood, soaking it in On the blade of the sickle, "Oh, don't waste such a good thing."
Inside the body of the white tiger, Zhu Zhuqing's physical condition was very bad. She withstood most of the attacks, and the power of the Rakshasa God was basically blocked by her. She was half-kneeling on the ground holding her abdomen, with the wounds caused by the Rakshasa Demon Scythe previously Because of the fierce fighting at the moment, blood was constantly flowing out.
"Zhuqing!" Dai Mubai hurriedly stepped forward to help him. The sticky blood in his hands deeply stung his eyes. He groped for his hands and felt like a knife was twisting his heart.
Zhu Zhuqing pressed Dai Mubai's hand and smiled, "Mubai, it's okay with me."
Although they said that, they knew each other well about the actual situation, and neither of them spoke for a while.
His eyes fell back on the Rakshasa God. His goal was no longer concealed, he just wanted their blood.Moreover, his attack speed was so fast that they could not react at all. In just a few fights, the Netherworld White Tiger vomited blood and was injured, and there were more than a dozen wounds of various sizes on his body.
This is a situation where the strength has improved a lot, allowing the Rakshasa God to fight seriously. If they had fought alone, they would have died under the giant scythe.
"Hmph, it's just an illusion. I thought it could cause a big storm." The Rakshasa God snorted and chuckled that he was frightened by such a beast. It looked like the same thing, but The strength is still far behind.
Having said that, deep down in his heart, the Rakshasa God was still shocked by the defensive power of this white tiger. He knew very well what kind of power his artifact was. At this time, the Nether White Tiger looked scarred and very weak. , In fact, there was no problem inside, it was just that they were too weak to support the entire Netherworld White Tiger when they fought alone before.
At this time, the Rakshasa God once again had a cat-and-mouse look on his face. He raised his hand and stroked the blade of the scythe. It seemed that he was no longer eager to kill with one blow. The strange white tiger in the netherworld in front of him, which was beyond his understanding, was actually hooked. His interest aroused, and he suddenly wanted to see how long it could last.
The Rakshasa Demon Scythe once again bloomed with the deadly aura of death, and gorgeous flowers of death fell on the Netherworld White Tigers, using their vitality as nourishment to bloom into most gorgeous flowers.
A roar of resentment came from the tiger, but they did not give up and the battle continued.
The aura of the Netherworld White Tiger gradually became a little sluggish, the gorgeousness on the huge body disappeared, and the dazzling divine light also dimmed a lot.Bloody wounds immediately appeared on the tiger's body. Ma Hongjun and Bai Chenxiang watched with heartache, but they could not break free from the imprisonment set by the Rakshasa God.
What a joke, how could anyone interrupt his game?
Bai Chenxiang's hands were shaking a little. Even her and Ma Hongjun's four hands couldn't cover such a big wound. Brother Dai and Zhu Qing must be in so much pain.
Bai Hu panted for a while, then kicked the ground with his hind feet, stood up straight, and used all his soul power to charge forward again. Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, Bai Chenxiang's Wind Blade Suspended Killing Formation revived and was broken through with the help of Ma Hongjun. The Rakshasa God's casual restriction completely consumed Ma Hongjun's last bit of soul power. He fell to the ground angrily, and Bai Chenxiang was also knocked unconscious by the divine power.
"Mubai, stop fighting. Fatty and Xiangxiang can't hold on any longer. While we still have the strength, let's escape and meet up with Third Brother." Zhu Zhuqing's anxious voice came to Dai Mubai's ears, unwilling but helpless. The difference in strength is too big. Even if they can barely hold on now, after exhaustion, can they still be able to withstand the opponent's blow?
This time is not about using death to prove one's timing. Only by living can there be hope, right?
"Okay!" Dai Mubai was already exhausted at this time. He suffered heavy injuries both mentally and physically. He tried his best to release the Netherworld White Tiger Po, forcing the Rakshasa God to take a step back. Then the Netherworld White Tiger quickly turned around. , the huge tiger tail hooked Ma Hongjun and Bai Chenxiang and put them on their backs.
The tiger turned into a golden light and ran towards the distance. Zhu Zhuqing could only maintain the fused form and had no strength to use the power of space, otherwise he would not have escaped like this.
"Want to escape? I want to see where you can escape to?" The Rakshasa God's eyes were full of teasing, and the purple figure turned into an afterimage and chased away.In the sky above the Star Luo Empire, two rays of light, one golden and one purple, shot towards the distance one after the other, and from time to time there were one or two fierce collisions.
The howling wind made her face hurt. It was in this situation that Bai Chenxiang woke up. She first went to check on Ma Hongjun. Most of her ribs at her waist were exposed, which made her tremble.The weird laughter of the Rakshasa god behind her was very close at hand. Her physical strength was at its best right now, and even if she was not strong enough, she would still have to hold on for a while.
"The eighth soul skill, Wind Blade Hanging Killing Formation." Bai Chenxiang shouted, her voice trembling a little. In this situation, she would be lying if she said she was not afraid, but if she was afraid, she would still choose to do something.
She did not throw the wind blade at the Rakshasa God, as that would not help at all.The clone and the wind blade stood beside the Netherworld White Tiger as protection, which could more or less resist some attacks, "The fourth soul skill, avoidance."
The seemingly useless soul skills can actually play a great advantage in the current situation. The evasion skills can cause a little confusion effect on local attacks. It is indeed not very useful, but it can also reduce the vulnerability to the Netherworld White Tiger. harm.
"Be careful!" Just as Dai Mubai was observing the situation around him, Bai Chenxiang's urgent voice came over.The constant temptations made the Rakshasa God lose his patience. He swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and the bloody light instantly cut through the sky, flying towards the Netherworld White Tiger like a thunderbolt.
As if a demonic voice coming from the area filled my ears, "Rakshasa Blood Slash." The originally clear sky was once again rendered blood red, full of the aura of killing, and the blood-red light swooped down and broke through without any pause. Using Bai Chenxiang's eighth million-year soul skill, the eardrums of Netherworld White Tiger and Bai Chenxiang were about to bleed due to the harsh sound of breaking wind.
Looking at the speeding light, a trace of desolation flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's face. She looked at Dai Mubai beside her, who was still trying to control the Netherworld White Tiger to escape from the attack range, and confirmed what she was thinking.
In just a moment, the control of the Netherworld White Tiger suddenly broke away from Dai Mubai's control. Dark Moon Wusheng activated, and a shining purple-gold divine light burst out from the tiger's mouth.
Dark Moon Wusheng is the soul bone skill of the Dark Moon White Tiger's right arm bone. It seems that it is the path of heaven and earth. The moment he looked at Dai Mubai just now, the idea of this soul skill suddenly emerged in Zhu Zhuqing's mind. She didn't have time to think about the name, and she was sure that Freya wouldn't hurt her, so she resolutely used this move.
She made the right bet, and struck out with one blow. The attacks from both sides collided violently, shaking the earth for a moment, and the violent air waves flattened everything around them. Houses and mountains were all leveled to the ground in an instant. , even the Rakshasa God himself was blown away with a look of disbelief on his face.
The Rakshasa God stabilized his figure in the air, looked down, and felt a little scared.His left arm, which had been stabbed by Zhu Zhuqing earlier, looked as if it was about to be torn apart by that move. It was bloody and crumbling.Although he quickly repaired it with the spirit of death, the damage to himself was undoubtedly huge.
He didn't expect that he would be seriously injured by this attack.
At the same time, not far away from the city gate, the Rakshasa God clone confronting Tang San Xiaowu also vomited a large mouthful of dark blood.Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at each other, neither of them knew what was going on, but this was a good opportunity. With the Poseidon Trident in hand, they could make each other seriously injured and fall to the ground with one move.
The clone will not die, but it will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Seeing that the main body can no longer hold on, it turns into a black air and leaves in the distance at the moment it reaches the end.
"Isn't this direction the direction that Boss Dai and the others left?"
Tang San nodded, pulled Xiao Wu and hurried over there. After being delayed for such a long time, he felt uneasy in his heart, as if something had happened.
On this side, although Dark Moon Wusheng is astonishingly powerful, the damage to itself is also considerable.Wu Sheng, as the name suggests, has seen through life and death and is willing to give his life. Dark Moon proves that this soul skill is led by Zhu Zhuqing. This skill can ignore the difference in defense and level and cause 80.00% of the damage they can currently achieve. But in contrast, such amazing destructive power also comes at a price, so the leader himself will also suffer [-]% damage.
This really hurts the enemy a thousand times and damages oneself eight hundred times.
But if it can buy everyone a little life, Zhu Zhuqing is willing to do it.
Dai Mubai hugged Zhu Zhuqing and rushed back quickly. No one said anything. The blood at the feet of the Netherworld White Tiger told everything.Dai Mubai's eyes were scarlet, even with a few crystal tears. He panicked. He really panicked the moment Zhu Zhuqing shouted Dark Moon Wusheng.
The Dark Moon White Tiger Soul Bone comes from the same soul beast and requires the user to be connected. How could Dai Mubai not know the cost of Zhu Zhuqing's Dark Moon Wusheng?
It wasn't that he was weak. In fact, at the same moment, a new soul skill appeared in his mind. White Tiger Wusheng was led by him, and he was responsible for the backlash.
He originally thought about recovering some soul power before taking action, which would cause greater damage to the Rakshasa God, but he didn't expect Zhu Zhuqing to take action before him.
On the tiger's back, Bai Chenxiang could also feel that the ghostly white tiger under her was unstable and flying lower and lower. She felt a sudden change in her heart and simply carried Ma Hongjun and flew into the air alone, walking side by side with them. Maybe this could help Zhuqing lightens a little burden.
Ma Hongjun's condition was also very bad. The wound was left untreated for a long time, causing him to bleed profusely. His face was almost pale, without any blood.Bai Chenxiang almost stopped breathing, and her heart was pounding. She put her hand under Ma Hongjun's nose to test it many times, for fear of getting the answer she least wanted to hear.
Fortunately, the soul bone of the phoenix trunk on Ma Hongjun's chest had been shining spontaneously since just now, and there was even a small phantom of a phoenix hovering above it, which made Bai Chenxiang feel relieved.
God Rakshasa looked at the Netherworld White Tiger, which was covered in blood and gradually flew away. The usual amusement in his eyes was replaced by fierceness. He did not expect that the Netherworld White Tiger, who was so different in level, could actually produce such a powerful soul skill. If If he does it again, he won't be able to bear it anymore, and he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.
The Dark Moon White Tiger was originally the soul beast raised by Freya in the God Realm. It had been with her for hundreds of years and had already transformed into a god. What's more, it was the fatal blow that had been thought out of its mind?
After all, the Rakshasa gods are not fools. They know clearly that Dark Moon Wusheng's power is so amazing, and they will not hold back even if they risk their lives. Now they are running away in a panic. It is obvious that they themselves cannot hold on. If they don't do it at this time, Chasing that would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
"Since you want to die, then I will help you!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Rakshasa God took out a dark purple ball of light, with a faint green color in the middle, which corresponded to the color of his divine costume after evolution. With a wave of his hand, the light ball flew out like thunder and lightning, blocking the path of the Netherworld White Tiger in an instant. The Rakshasa God was behind, with a rare look of distress on his face.
This ball of light was passed down by the previous Rakshasa God and was used to collect the energy of the dead, so that he could better deal with Tang San.The attack power is directly proportional to the user's ability. The stronger it is, the greater its ability. What's even more terrifying is that the undead energy contained in it is horribly destructive and can seal the divine power of powerful people of the same level in a short period of time. Even if the opponent is higher than oneself, as long as the opponent has no defense, the same effect can be achieved.
If it wasn't something like this, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to hurt Tang San.There is only one such heaven-defying precious Rakshasa God, just to ensure that he can kill Tang San, otherwise how could he be willing to hand it over to Wu Yi?
But Wu Yi was not as steady and calm as he imagined. He was angered and frightened when An Yue Wusheng appeared.
If it is allowed to grow like this, I'm afraid it will become an extremely difficult opponent again.
At this time, the Netherworld White Tiger, who was severely injured and unable to fight at all, looked at the light ball suspended in the air in front of him, and the hair all over his body trembled for a moment. He could naturally feel the energy contained in it.
"There is no other way..." Dai Mubai murmured to himself inside the Nether White Tiger. He reached out and touched Zhu Zhuqing's cheek. His face was calm as usual, but he was also a little panicked in his heart.If they were hit now, all four of them would die here, it would be better to...
Dai Mubai was heartbroken. He first lost part of his soul power to Zhu Zhuqing, and then forcibly released the fusion of martial arts. He held Zhu Zhuqing's hand and felt the warmth in his hand. Dai Mubai had never been so determined.He pushed Zhu Zhuqing towards Bai Chenxiang, "Take them away quickly!"
"Brother Dai!" Bai Chenxiang bit her lower lip tightly. She did not dare to hesitate. She was the only one who still had the chance to rush out and find Third Brother and the others.The faster she is, the greater the chance of Brother Dai surviving.
She dragged the two of them and poured all the increased skills into herself. She would definitely be able to catch up!
Dai Mubai breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Bai Chenxiang's figure change and nimbly avoid the rays of the light ball.Making sure that the three of them were out of the attack range, Dai Mubai returned his gaze to the light ball, using all his soul bone skills and soul ring skills. He wanted to use this to possess the platinum armor that appeared once on Yueling Island. To resist this weird ball of light, how can the treasure of the Rakshasa God be so easy to deal with?
The answer was yes, Dai Mubai had already expected it, but sending the three of them out was enough.
By the time the Rakshasa God arrived, Dai Mubai was already covered in blood and his whole body was trembling. The smile at the corner of his mouth was so dazzling in the eyes of the Rakshasa God, "I can still smile, okay. , I will make you smile."
The silk thread controlled Dai Mubai's body and pulled it apart with his hands and feet. His whole chest faced the Rakshasa God. He only heard a "puff" sound and the sharp tip of the knife penetrated Dai Mubai's chest. There was a blur of blood and flesh. At first, there was nothing. It felt like the cold wind that suddenly blew into his body made Dai Mubai wake up a lot, but then there was a heartbreaking pain. Dai Mubai roared, and the Rakshasa God obviously felt that it was not enough, and slowly twisted the sickle in his hand. , stirring his insides.
The brutal shouts echoed in the sky. Even if Bai Chenxiang led the two of them to run away for a certain distance, they could still clearly hear it. They could all feel how strong the shock was just now, but no one dared to look back, no one dared to go Face it all with your own eyes.
Except for Zhu Zhuqing, she wanted to go back, but was knocked unconscious by Bai Chenxiang during the struggle.
The ball of light returned to the palm of God Rakshasa. He smiled greedily and couldn't help but admire what a good treasure he was. "I thought it would be gone after I used it, but I didn't expect that just a little bit of necromantic energy would have such an effect."
He kicked Dai Mubai away and fell from the Shura Demon Scythe. Dai Mubai felt very relaxed both physically and mentally. As he fell downward, the wind whistling by his ears became very soft. He seemed to be nothing. Unfortunately, Fatty and Xiangxiang are safe.
The most important thing is that she is safe.
That way, that's enough.