totem god system

Chapter 471 Dead Wood Spear

Chapter 471 Dead Wood Spear
The True God of the Grassland, who was also a melon-eating crowd, finally became serious, and he no longer looked like he was watching a show. The magical skills and strength that Xiaobai showed were worthy of their attention.

If you dare to confront the Eight-legged Mountain Insect, you will act recklessly. The gods who do this are not looking for death themselves, but purely cultivating power. The former is a fool, and the latter is due to lack of magic.

Xiaobai is not lacking in magical skills, nor is he a fool, but has real strength.

This is no longer a battle of eight-legged mountain worms crushing the true god, at least it is a close battle, the grassland true god feels that they should be able to absorb a lot of experience in this battle, it is necessary to take it seriously of.

"Enough fighting, it's my turn!" Xiaobai, who had calmed down, knew that Bazushan Chong couldn't hear or see him, but he still said viciously.

He raised his hand, and the black mist rolled and slowly gathered above his palm, forming a black wood-grained gun with wood texture, two meters thick and tens of meters long.

Divine Art · Deadwood Giant Spear!

The Deadwood Spear can be said to be an upgraded version of the Dead Breath Arrow. Its effect is similar, but its power expands exponentially.

But this thing can only be used to deal with huge, slow-moving guys. After all, it is huge, and its speed is definitely not as fast as the death-breathing arrow.

The giant gun formed, directly beyond the scope of the black mist, revealing a ferocious face.

"What is this?" The gods of the grassland became curious. This true god is really interesting. There are endless magical arts, and he even made a big gun. It's very interesting.

The giant dead wood spear floated above Xiaobai's palm, he took two steps back, ran forward, and threw the giant dead wood spear at the eight-legged mountain worm like a javelin.

"?!!"

Of course the eight-legged mountain worm saw this giant gun. Although the giant gun of tens of meters was nothing compared to its length of one thousand meters, it felt the threat, and when Xiaobai threw the giant gun, it At that time, it tried hard to move its body, but its body was too huge, so it could only watch helplessly as the giant spear flew towards itself, and then poked on the carapace of its abdomen.

"bump!"

"squeak--"

In the end, the giant spear failed to pierce the eight-legged mountain worm's carapace, but it hurt so much that it couldn't help screaming.

"Oh, I didn't hurt the giant worm!" The gods who watched the battle said they were very disappointed, but their expressions were very gloating.

The gods of the prairie didn't understand the magic of death. The real power of this seemingly weird magic was not in the frontal attack, but in the continuous damage. The longer the attack, the stronger the attack power.

The Deadwood Giant Spear hit the giant worm head-on, but failed to penetrate the carapace. The Deadwood Giant Spear also exploded into black smoke after being blocked, but left a black spot on the carapace of the eight-legged mountain worm's abdomen. It looked so small and inconspicuous that even the gods didn't pay close attention.

But Xiaobai saw it, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a sinister smile.

Let you be arrogant, make you crazy, and I will show you a good look later!

There are more black veins around the black spots, like cracks on porcelain.

The black smoke emitted by the dead wood giant gun is attacking the carapace of the eight-legged mountain worm along these black veins, and the cracks are constantly growing and expanding.

The pain made the eight-legged mountain worm extremely manic. It has been many years since no creature could hurt it. I didn't expect to be hurt by a small bug today. It is unforgivable.

The eight-legged mountain worm looked down at the black mist, bent its body and swooped down, opened its mouth and bit the black mist fiercely.

"Hey, good time!" Xiaobai was not surprised but happy. He was still worrying about how to attack the eight-legged mountain worm. Although the Deadwood Giant Spear had some effect, if the effect of the Deadwood Giant Spear was really displayed , it will take a long time.

He directly disappeared into the black mist, easily dodged the bite of the eight-legged mountain worm, and sent part of the black mist to the belly of the eight-legged mountain worm.

The eight-legged mountain worm didn't notice it, and rushed through the black mist with its big mouth, plowing a chasm on the ground.

Xiaobai is not in a hurry now, he hides from the body of the eight-legged mountain worm, and continues to let the black mist spread.

The Deadwood Giant Spear was made of black mist, and he sent some more into the eight-legged mountain worm's stomach just now, which made the black mist not so sufficient. Now he needs to add some black mist to cope with the next battle.

The power of death is not good at this point, it can't burst attack like other powers, and it has to continuously accumulate advantages, which makes Xiaobai unhappy.

The body of the eight-legged mountain worm rumbled forward, running over the black mist, unaware that some of the black mist had entered the gaps in its carapace, silently corroding the flesh and blood without the protection of the carapace, at a very slow speed, even no feeling.

The black mist was torn apart by the eight-legged mountain worm, and when it passed, it gathered together again, and the range became much smaller.

The eight-legged mountain worm turned to look at the black mist, moved its eyes, and let out a joyful insect cry. It found that the black mist had become less.

As for why it has become less, this problem will not arise at all with the low IQ of the eight-legged mountain worm. As long as it knows that it is less, it is enough, and its attack will be effective.

When the black mist clears, it can happily kill this damned little bug.

The huge figure began to turn around, aimed at the black mist again, and rushed towards him. Xiaobai was also very happy, and sighed inwardly, no wonder the system said that this guy had low intelligence, as expected, he was so careless.

Sighing is sighing, but the hands are not vague at all, directing the black mist to pour into the connection of the eight-legged mountain insect's carapace, and continue to corrode.

The eight-legged mountain worm rushed through the black mist again, turned around and looked, hehe, there is a lot less, continue!

So he turned around and rushed past again.

This time it was Xiaobai's turn to look sour, there's no end to it.

If there is enough black mist, Xiaobai promises to be elated and overjoyed. Such fools are rare, but the problem is that Xiaobai's black mist is not enough. It consumed a lot of black mist.

There is no time for Xiaobai to accumulate the black mist. If he comes a few more times, I am afraid that the wish of the eight-legged mountain insect will be fulfilled-the black mist will disappear.

No, I can't go on like this anymore, I must find a different way!

Xiaobai hid in the black mist, squinted his eyes and looked at the eight-legged mountain worm that turned around again, and had a dangerous idea in his mind, I am afraid that he will learn the wisdom of the ancients, and he will be a Monkey King and get into the world. Only in the belly of the eight-legged mountain worm.

But this plan is not easy to complete. In addition to the two big teeth, the eight-legged mountain worm's mouthparts also have tooth cavities, which are full of teeth, like circular saws, which are constantly turning. Come across, it can basically be said to be GG.

Should we just sit and wait, or fight to the death?
Xiaobai looked at the eight-legged mountain worm that was charging again, thinking in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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