Full-time mage's wife Mu Ningxue

Chapter 90 Qingluan Zongjie vs Eight-armed Snow Demon King

As a result, no surprises, the eight-armed Snow Demon King's tall and upright body was almost blown away by the Qingluan Ice Bird.

"Aww, aww~" the eight-armed snow demon king roared in pain, most of his body was burned to death by the ice and fire of the green phoenix, and frost formed on the rotten place at the fastest speed, and the flame inside the frost continued to ignite.

The burning area of ​​the Ice Phoenix Fire was too wide, and the eight-armed Snow Demon King had no countermeasures at all. In addition, its arms were also constantly being burned by the Ice Phoenix Fire. For a while, it could only let the ice fire burn fiercely and be covered with frost.

The most serious part was a big hole in the chest, and the blood was like a waterfall, dyeing its snow-white hair red. Drown alive.

The eight-armed Snow Demon King seemed to realize that his opponent, who was not Qingluanniao, planned to escape.

If you are in your own demon tribe, there is the snow demon monarch and a large number of younger brothers to help contain the blue luan bird, but now all the demons under it are fighting against strong humans, so there is no time to help it.

It can't beat a blue luan bird, and if you add a human Xeon mage who can threaten itself, it may even fall.

"Roar~" He waved his wounded arm, blocking all the attacks in front of him, and the eight-armed Snow Demon King fled back.

With this step, I don't know how many snow demons have been trampled to death.

The eight-armed Snow Demon King has no time to pay attention to the little demon below, he only wants to escape from the attack range of Qingluanniao and Zong Jie.

It regretted it, it shouldn't have rushed up to confront Qingluan head-on just now, otherwise it would have run away long ago.

However, it is not too late now.

"Space Compass-Dead Axis!" Silver and white stars formed into pieces, star maps connected one after another, and constellations were completed in one thought.

Zong Jie's whole body was built into a star palace filled with the power of the mysterious sky. The silver diamond brilliance is different, it is a deep silver, but it seems to have an unpredictable sky light, beautiful like the epitome of the universe and the galaxy.

There are space nodes arranged in advance, and the speed at which the dead axis magic is completed is surprisingly fast.

The tall and straight figure of Zong Jie flashed in front of the eyes of the eight-armed Snow Demon King. Before the iceberg arm could strike, Zong Jie had already traveled through the space and left.

The dazzling silver diamond light is intertwined and connected at the space nodes, and finally forms a bright silver compass hanging between the sky and the earth.

The silver diamond compass stretches from the Snow Demon King's neck to the chest that was blown away by the ice and fire of the Azure Phoenix.

Zong Jie flashed in front of the eight-armed Snow Demon King again. With a wave of his arms, the figure disappeared quickly again, and a black line passed through the center of the silver diamond compass.

The black axis is parallel to the earth, Zong Jie at the front end of the axis flashed past, and reappeared behind the Eight-armed Snow Demon King and the Silver Diamond Compass.

At the same time, the end of a death axis appeared at the position where Zong Jie appeared, that is, the back of the eight-armed Snow Demon King.

"Om~~~" The sound of broken strings reverberated in the space, and the terrifying dead axis made the eight-armed Snow Demon King stand still for several seconds.

Immediately afterwards, a frantic fountain of blood gushed from the Snow Demon King's left chest and the back of his heart.

This is the heart of the eight-armed Snow Demon King!

Like a waterfall flowing down a mountain stream, the bloody water fell from a height, turning red in shock.

"Roar~oooo~" The eight-armed Snow Demon King, whose heart was strangled by the space, almost fell to his knees in pain, but relied on the strong willpower of the supreme monster, and fled recklessly with both legs.

As soon as it took two steps, there were already several pools of blood in the place it passed.

The mages at the top of the city are full of enthusiasm. Even the most powerful monarchs and monsters, their human powerhouses can severely damage it.

Just now, Lan Muchen was still wondering why Qingluan didn't attack when the Snow Demon King was stagnant. It turned out that he was afraid that the dead axis magic would be destroyed by disturbing the space.

Of course, this was what Qingluan's thoughts told him. How could he, a mere mid-level mage, understand a battle close to the top level.

Mu Ningxue looked at Zong Jie with reverence and longing.Such a powerful mage is exactly what she is striving for.

She longs for power, because powerful magic power can allow the branch of their family to gain a foothold in the huge and incomparably large Damu family.

The talent she showed only allowed her to get part of the support, but it could not make her relatives respected in the huge Mu family.

"Sing~" the green luan bird uttered a long cry. It didn't keep watching when Zong Jie cast the spell, but was preparing a more powerful demon skill to keep the eight-armed Snow Demon King behind.

The divine bird Qingluan, which flew in front of the eight-armed Snow Demon King early, spread its extremely sharp crampons, and the azure blue flames of the Qinghuang condensed terrifyingly, imprinting the yellow claws into a deep azure blue.

The green phoenix stretched out its sharp claws, and the target was the injured chest of the eight-armed Snow Demon King.

The first was the bombardment of the Azure Phoenix Ice and Fire, and then the cutting and strangling of the dead axis space. The copper skin and iron bones on the eight-armed Snow Demon King's chest were already fragile.

"Pfft~" Qingluan's sharp claws burning with dazzling phoenix fire pierced into the left chest of the eight-armed Snow Demon King like cutting watermelon.

Qingluan's body is smaller than the eight-armed Snow Demon King, so he can't take care of both left and right at the same time.

"Hoho~" The eight-armed snow demon was in pain and anger, the blood of the ancient god in his body boiled, and the blood from the wound was gurgling.

"Yin~" Qingluan wailed, the eight-armed Snow Demon King's boiling blood could obviously burn Qingluan's bird claws, the essence of Qinghuang's Ice and Fire is ice rather than flame after all, it can keep out the cold but not the extremely hot boiling blood of the ancient god.

If not, Qingluan would not be able to prevent the Eight-armed Snow Demon King from using the ice element.

"boom!"

The eight-armed Snow Demon King's eight arms, as strong as icebergs, slammed at the blue luan bird in front of his chest, and the wind pierced through the air, and the two little ones hiding in the feathers of the blue luan shivered.

"Yin!" Qingluan didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, but exerted more force to push the claws deeper into the eight-armed Snow Demon King's chest.

It wanted to take out the heart of the eight-armed Snow Demon King!

"Holy source of light-holy-cracking sky sword!" Zong Jie pulled out the most formal and strongest single-attack giant sword under the forbidden curse from the cast star palace.

Jin Yao's light from the holy source is intertwined into a giant sword of several kilometers, no matter in terms of momentum or strength, it is far inferior to the lightsaber used to cut icebergs and snow blocks before.

The huge and terrifying Holy Origin Light Sword was controlled in Zong Jie's hand, and with a strong swing, it cut at the limbs on the right side of the eight-armed Snow Demon King.

"Puchi~puchi~puchi~puchi!"

Just when the Eight-Armed Snow Demon King thought that its strong eight arms could crush Qingluan to the ground, it made four consecutive "puffs", and its huge body instantly lost its balance.

Even the four left arms that bombarded Qingluan also deviated, and Qingluan, who was only hammered, was dizzy and lost a lot of bird feathers.

Lan Muchen and Mu Ningxue on Qingluan's body were uncomfortable, they were enjoying together and clinging to Qingluan's feathers, but they were almost blown off by the turbulent wind.

Lan Muchen, who had never been dizzy before, also started to feel dizzy, as if he crashed into Mu Ningxue's warm and soft arms in a daze.

Obviously it doesn't look very tall and straight, but the size is moderate, but it can be soft to this extent! ! !

In just a moment, Lan Muchen pulled away and grabbed Qingluan's bird feather. This is Qingluan fighting to the death, what was he thinking.

Mu Ningxue was also dizzy just now, her cold and arrogant face flushed slightly, she hugged Qingluan's feathers tightly, and was more concerned about the direction of this battle.

(End of this chapter)