Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1250

2021-10-12

Chapter 1250 Continuous Explosion

"Bodhisattva means, merely this!"

Jiutoufeng sneered, incense Buddha seems to be huge, but it looks impressive but is worthless.

The power of incense is inherently miscellaneous and impure, and it's okay to use it to bluff people. Once it starts, there are too many weak spots.

I thought that what heaven shaking and earth shattering methods the Bodhisattva on the opposite side could use, didn't expect, was still repeating the same trick.

However, although he was arrogant in his words, he still kept an eye on it and paid attention to it.

"Nine-headed phoenix, I heard that you have nine heads and nine lives, this is also easy to handle!"

"Cut off your eight heads, leave you with a crippling life, and follow me back. Repentance in the Buddhist temple!"

The voice of Bodhisattva, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, resounded in all directions.

whiz whiz whiz!

Countless projectiles came flying, hiding the sky and covering the earth, covering the whole body of Jiutoufeng.

Jiutoufeng let out a long cry, its wings slammed into force, and its feathers stood up, immediately fanning out hundreds of tornadoes, the shortest of which were thousands of kilometers in size.

These tornadoes blocked all the trajectory of the projectile attack.

Dong dong dong!

The projectile was shot into the tornado range and disappeared, never to be seen again.

The nine-headed phoenix relaxed, and then his expression changed, "Not good!"

Next moment, the sound of piercing sounded one after another.

The projectile actually pierced through the tornado, assaults the senses towards him. It was a gust of wind that could turn a hill into a mass of grass. It was easily pierced, and it had no effect at all.

“wu!”

Jiutoufeng adapts to the situation, folds his wings, hides all nine heads under his armpits, and curls up into a big fluffy ball.

The moment the last gap disappeared, the projectiles poured down like a torrential rain, crackle, and countless smoke splashed on the surface of Jiutoufeng.

Dong dong dong!

In this scene, it is as if the summer rain splashed the lotus leaves. Although the pits continued, the lotus leaves stood upright and could not touch a drop of water.

Jiutoufeng's amazing defense also made the spectators click one's tongue in wonder, worthy of the True Spirit level.

The battle scene here was lively, but on the Bodhisattva side, it was as deep as an old well, and there was no movement at all.

"Nine-headed phoenix!"

Everyone thought that when the momentum of the projectile weakened, the nine-headed phoenix would fight back.

However, the bullets emerging from the sea of ten thousand Buddhas seem to be endless.

One after another The projectile hit, and Jiutoufeng's body was dimpled one after another, so he couldn't lift his head.

"If this goes on, the situation is not good!"

Bodhisattva has the words at hand, and does not exert any Great Divine Ability, but only invokes the power of the Sea of Ten Thousand Buddhas, It was enough to suppress Jiutoufeng to hide his head and hide. From just now until now, he didn't have time to catch his breath, and he was being beaten all the time.

If this goes on, the result of passive defense is only a dead end.

Among the spectators, there are many discerning people who have already seen the disadvantage of Jiutoufeng.

In any case, it's time to fight back.

"Li!"

As expected, the hairball curled up by the nine-headed phoenix suddenly expanded outwards at a certain moment, expanding tenfold.

ding dong dong!

It's really different. The originally dull collision sound instantly became crisp, like ringing a bell.

Next moment, Jiutoufeng's body suddenly shrinks again.

As a result, a large area was emptied around him, and in a short period of time, there were not even half of the projectiles left.

Jiutoufeng is fighting for this opportunity.

He stretched his wings, his nine heads spread out like petals, and the roots of his feathers ooze blood.

Bright red blood beads, each crystal clear, exudes a strange aroma, like a precious gem, and like a strange medicine pill.

"Phoenix blood is fragrant!"

Among the many schools below, the son of a medical scientist shook his nose a few times, showing his index finger moving.

"It's so precious!"

Phoenix blood is a rare treasure in the world. It has been lost for many years, and it is one of the essential materials for many precious medicines.

"I thought Jiutoufeng was called a phoenix, but he exaggerated and put gold on his face!"

The son of the medical scientist shook his head, "didn't expect, he There really is a Phoenix bloodline!"

Jiutoufeng is desperately trying to face a powerful enemy, and under the strenuous exercise, a little phoenix blood inevitably seeps out, making people's hearts smell the smell.

"What a pity!"

The son of the medical scientist has greedy eyes, but he also knows that with the strength of the other party, it is not his turn to take advantage.

The blood of the phoenix is precious, and even the identity of the nine-headed phoenix is not ordinary. I did not see the Buddhist and Taoist Bodhisattva come forward, keep on saying that he will be captured alive, and he does not care about the previous nine-headed phoenix. kill.

"Li! ”

The nine-headed phoenix behind the phoenix is shrouded in rays of light, rising in a misty atmosphere, giving a fairy-like atmosphere.

Anyone can see that he is so aggressive.

"What a naughty bird!"

Jiutoufeng showed such a ferocious appearance, and as a result, only got a casually reprimand from Bodhisattva.

In the vast sky of Buddha's radiance, a big hand sticks out, this is Bodhisattva's shot.

The big hand scooped up the sea of ten thousand Buddhas, kneaded a projectile, and popped it out with the thumb of the index finger.

This projectile jumped out, like the sun and the moon, traversing the sky, flying toward the nine-headed phoenix like a long rainbow.

The nine-headed phoenix breathed deeply, and with a loud cry, his body instantly swelled up, and at the same time, he opened his long beak and opened it forward.

My dear, this Divine Beast descendant has such a big heart that he wants to hold the projectile shot by Bodhisattva in his mouth.

Jiutoufeng's move, in a competitive spirit, Bodhisattva hit him with projectiles, which is blatant contempt, treating him as a sparrow on the branch.

That's good, Jiutoufeng will also retaliate, catch the projectile, throw it back the same way, and give Bodhisattva a good look.

The projectile flew closer, getting bigger and bigger, and it looked like it was really 'better than the pearl in the palm, brighter than the moon in the sky'.

bang!

Jiutoufeng opened its long beak and closed it up and down, which will clamp the projectile.

From an outside perspective, it looks like a pair of thin chopsticks holding the Lantern Festival.

Jiutoufeng has nine heads, and the next is the remaining eight pairs of chopsticks, poking from all directions, holding the huge projectile.

pa ta pa ta!

In the blink of an eye, the projectile was locked firmly and fell under the control of Jiutoufeng.

“hehe!”

The voice of Bodhisattva came from a distance, still somewhat ethereal.

Even Jiutoufeng thought that after all her efforts, she finally turned the situation into a stalemate.

However, he was still too young.

bang!

A huge buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his nine ears at the same time.

The projectile jumped, and at the same time broke free from the grip of the nine-headed long beak, leaving behind the puzzled nine-headed phoenix.

"Fall!"

The projectile rises slowly, but falls fast as lightning.

Jiutoufeng reacted and heard a loud explosion, a head was missing, and it was blown up by a projectile.

"Eight more!"

The projectile retreated with a single blow, turned its angle, and smashed toward Jiutoufeng again.

At this time, Jiutoufeng reacted a little, stretched out his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and was about to peck the projectile away.

Unfortunately, it's still throwing an egg at a rock.

a pair of slender's sharp long beak, which stabs on the surface of the projectile and breaks into seven or eight pieces on the spot.

The projectile failed to get in the way and hit the head directly, blowing the second head off.

Jiutoufeng hated it deeply, but seeing the projectile hanging in the air above her head, she was obviously still looking for an opportunity.

He was about to laugh in anger, and he really bullied me as a weak little bird. If I don't tear off the body of this Bodhisattva today, he won't be called Jiutoufeng.

(end of this chapter)