Mythology card making

Chapter 75 Yunmeng Pass, pass! (Ask for monthly ticket)

The weasel that was transformed into a mythical scene cardling, with the blessing of the rules, exploded in a short period of time.

The skyrocketing strength even surpasses the mythical lieutenants such as Clairvoyance, Shunfeng Er, and Chenxiang.

then……

Before Puss in Boots could take his master to heaven, he was torn apart by ghosts and little weasels that came from nowhere.

Britney, the hunter's daughter wearing a blood-red wolfskin hood and hanging a bomb and fruit basket on her arm, had no time to transform into a werewolf. In the blink of an eye, she only threw a few bombs before being beaten into scarlet smoke by the furious Huang Xian. gas.

The magic mirror elf who holds a staff, a tall hat and is dressed as a Western wizard - Wosdem is even more of a noob.

——He was blown to pieces by the aftermath of the fight between Britney and Huang Xian.

Three punches and two kicks were used to eliminate the obstruction. The extremely terrifying shadow of the weasel turned its head slightly and landed on half of the head in Song Fuzhou's eyes. The beast's pupils were faint, and an extremely evil human-like smile hung on the corner of its mouth.

On the battlefield, dust and dust stirred up, and Song Fuzhou subconsciously blinked his dry eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the phantom of Huang Xian was already some distance away. One of its illusory hind legs touched the ground and the other stepped forward. Its front paws were straightened out and its shoulders were raised, assuming a walking posture like a humanoid animal in a funny animation.

The glaring smile and tiptoeing posture are very similar to the way Tom prepares to sneak attack Jerry in "Tom and Jerry".

But it's not funny.

As soon as Song Fuzhou opened his eyes, the weasel stopped still, maintaining that weird posture.

Song Fuzhou slowly backed away, and when he opened his eyes again, his vision flickered, and Huang Xian got a little closer.

Staring his eyes angrily and refusing to close them, the moment his eyelids drooped slightly, Huang Xian seemed to be able to teleport, flashing in front of him in his breath.

The unique stench of wild beasts scratched his face like a knife.

Green pupils reflected in his eyes.

Extreme horror.

suddenly--

fluttering--

A large group of ravens rushed out through the gaps in the helmets, stirring up strong winds.

The majestic warrior armor fell to the ground with a clang.

There was no surprise in the eyes of Huang Xian, who was controlled by Luofu throughout the whole process. It stood erratically in place, looking at the armor on the ground quietly, looking thoughtful.

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A flock of ravens swarmed the river bank.

At this time, the unfamiliar young man whom he had only seen once was standing on the top of the slope with his back to Song Fuzhou, watching the confrontation between Mazu and the Queen of the Sea.

The fragile back fell in front of Song Fuzhou's eyes.

Song Fuzhou, who was seriously exhausted mentally, returned to his human form, put an "arrow that was sparse in place" on the vine bow, loosened his fingers, and sent it towards the man's forearm.

whoosh-

Snapped--

Song Fuzhou, a wealthy man who has practiced archery since childhood, hit the target.

The other party covered the wound, wailed, and dug his face into the ground. It was obvious that he had fallen badly.

The magic potion on the arrow took effect quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the place was in a mess.

Seeing this scene, the still immature Song Fuzhou felt a little guilty inexplicably, and subconsciously stepped forward to help him.

After a few steps, I was dazzled.

He saw the arrow he just shot piercing the opponent's forearm for a while, and then stuck in the mud not far away.

The shadows overlap and sway slightly.

A cold feeling like falling into an ice cave swept through the whole body.

Song Fuzhou shuddered.

With a pale face and loose steps, he quickly stepped forward and tried to lift up the wailing "Luofu", but failed.

The man lying on the ground turned his head, revealing an unfamiliar face that was distorted, blurred, pale and malicious.

——A young man who drowned after drinking too much, one of the main spirits of Hyakki Banner.

The battle had lasted for a long time, and Song Fuzhou, who had been repeatedly threatened by Huang Xian, and whose Yang Qi had fallen to a dangerous level, unknowingly broke into Luofu's trap.

Suddenly enlightened, he quickly raised his head and faced a ferocious beast's head, the green eyes of the beast revealing its evil intent.

next moment……

Roar! ! !
The lion roars!An explosive wave of air suddenly struck.

Song Fuzhou only felt his footsteps lighten, and his sight suddenly rose up, as high as the moon, giving him a panoramic view of the entire territory.

There is both the emptiness of not touching the ground and the mistiness of being freed from the shackles.

Such a wonderful feeling lasted less than a moment.

Two white lights like flying dragons chased him and dragged him back to his mortal body.

This time he regained consciousness.

There is both the stability of being down-to-earth and the depression of returning to the world.

One behind the other, the contrast is strong.

Song Fuzhou seemed to have forgotten that he was in a battle formation, and his whole body seemed to be stunned in place.

On the top of a nearby tree, Luofu put away two streaks of white energy.

——He was the one who just reversed the [Blowing Air] circuit and pulled Song Fuzhou's knocked-away spirit back to his body.

Although the level-breaking battle is infinitely close to the real battle formation, it is not actual combat after all.

Song Fuzhou was so frightened that he just shot him in the forearm with an arrow that stretched in place. In return, he let the other person experience the feeling of "ascension in place", which was the ultimate.

When discussing with others, be measured.

With a wisp of sweat on his forehead, Luofu gathered his last strength and made a quick decision.

A silver bullet burst out from the True Lord, and hundreds of ghosts came to help. The Empress defeated the Queen of the Sea neatly and bound her with the enlarged bracelet.

——This is another small detail.

Unlike the last time he faced Qi Hongyun, he crushed Gu Ren mercilessly.

This time, whether it was the wolf-skin hunter or the sea queen, Luofu was only controlling, not crushing.

This saves Song Fuzhou the time to re-condensate Kaling.

As for pets and lieutenants, they can be repaired in a day at most.

It won't affect his cultivation.

Even if the initiator of all this is Luofu, it is still a big affection.

——Isn’t it enough to take care of you if I keep my hands in the battle?Don’t you know how valuable your cultivation time in your senior year of high school is?

In other words, after Song Fuzhou suffered so much, looking back, he still had to thank Luo Fu.

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On the river bank, the night wind was blowing.

Song Fuzhou finally came to his senses and suddenly realized that both the wolf-skin hunter and the daughter of the sea had been defeated.

There seems to be no way back...

While he was thinking hard about how to break the situation, the sound of "boom, boom, boom" footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

That voice was all too familiar to him.

Turning around suddenly, he saw the knight's armor that he had abandoned in a hurry.

Behind the fence-like headplate, the weasel's eyes are faint and the smile is still there.

Song Fuzhou sat down on the ground, picked up a handful of river soil, and scattered it in the wind.

Classmate Huang, who was wearing armor, sat on his left side, watching the river and the moon with him. The scene was so beautiful.

Song Fuzhou, who seemed to have given up resistance before, raised the corners of his lips and smiled deeply.

Sure enough, the next moment.

A figure intertwined with rose red and deep black, rushed over at a speed no less than that of a swooping eagle. Its pale and thin hands penetrated the armor like a shadow and pierced into Huang Xian's soul.

Classmate Huang smiled, and so did Luofu.

As expected, Song Fuzhou saved a trick.

——This bitch has long since created the third core Kaling: [Legend of the Blood Moon Nosferatu], and has been hiding it.

The next moment, the yellow immortal disappeared, and the cruel and elegant vampire floated down next to Song Fuzhou.

Before he could react, two jade-like hands pressed on his shoulders.

Under the moonlight, the three-pointed knife shimmered with cold light, the water cannon was as heavy as a bomb, the eagle roared continuously, the dog barked continuously, the demons chuckled, and the lion roared to the sky...

Yunmeng Pass, pass!
(End of this chapter)