Fishing in Douba

"what……"

The strange snake screamed, its body split open, blood gushing out, and then flew out, fell to the ground and twitched, unable to stand up again.

Everyone was in a daze, their scalps were numb, and in just seven or eight strokes, they crippled the ape, knocked the white tiger flying, and now beat the fat relic to the point of being incapable of fighting, and stepped into the Yama Temple with one foot.

And all of this happened so fast that it was too late for the other relics to rescue them.

"Stop it!"

The nine-headed roaring roar of the scaly roaring moon siren, milky white sound waves spread out like a big wave, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, almost shattering people's souls.

Countless creatures hugged their heads and screamed, and at the same time quickly retreated, it was really terrifying.

The tall Scarlet Flame Tiger burst into flames, and wherever it passed, everything was burned into lava, much more terrifying than that strange snake.

The golden giant bird hovered in the sky, staring at Xiao Meng, waiting for him to reveal his flaws in order to deliver a fatal blow.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared, and twenty-eight silver-white war spears appeared behind him.

These twenty-odd war spears are all formed from tiger teeth, and they are very powerful Noble Phantasms.

"They're all good treasures, so why isn't it mine?" Xiao Budian's face was fiery, and he wanted to grab the twenty-eight war spears and put them in his pocket.

"Who the hell is your fierce brother?" The nine-headed lion took a deep breath, brought his head closer, and asked in a low voice;

"My brother Meng is from outside the sky,"

The little boy turned his head and looked at it with a smile and said, "Little brother, seeing that my brother Meng is so powerful, do you have the urge to give the lion's head?"

Nine lions; "I %@￥@..."

God's lion head, the nine-headed lion just wanted to vomit blood, and didn't want to talk to this dead child again, otherwise he would be mad at him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Xiao Meng collided with Chi Yanhu and Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf one after another, with clanging sounds and flying runes. The violent energy fluctuations were like vast ups and downs, sweeping the sky and covering the earth, tearing apart the earth and destroying everything.

The two great relics roared, shaking the mountains and rivers. The Chiyan Tiger was intimidating, tall and majestic, and every time its fiery red claws landed on the ground, cracks of dozens of meters would spread out on the ground, and it was pitch black and terrifying.

The dazzling rays of light erupted from the body of Xiaoyue Tianlang, and he opened his mouth to spit out nine crescent moons, forming a terrifying field. He was in it, as if he was carrying several mountains, and it was very difficult to move.

This is a set of terrifying Noble Phantasms that can be combined into one to form a full moon, and its power is even more powerful.

"chi"

Nine dazzling crescent moons crossed the sky, all more than three meters long, emitting an astonishing beam of light, hitting Xiao Meng, which was sharper than a flying sword, and instantly cut a boulder into powder.

"This thing is quite powerful," Xiao Meng was shocked, pointed out, and blasted a crescent moon more than ten meters away, but did not break it.

These nine crescent moons were not created by Xiaoyue Tianlang himself, but should be a self-defense gift from his elders, otherwise it would be impossible to have such power.

"kill!"

The white tiger was also roaring, twenty-eight spears, terrifying rays of light, stabbing at Xiao Meng from all directions, the pillar of fire from the tiger's mouth, drowning Xiao Meng.

These relics are as powerful as the sealers, and they all have self-defense treasures given by their elders. In this small ancient world, there is no opponent at all.

However, they are besieging a human at the moment, and they are unable to take it down.

In the face of one after another fierce attack, Xiao Meng still chose to fight them hard. He could not ask for such a battle to hone himself.

"Bang! Bang!"

One after another astonishing collision, terrifying and trembling, dazzling runes buried the place, the ground cracked open, and the sandstorm swept through.

Firelight, thunder and lightning, moonlight, golden energy fluctuations, etc., are intertwined to form a terrifying scene.

Their battle was in a state of intense heat, and Xiao Meng looked solemn. The Noble Phantasms of these animals were too powerful, and there were many more, which made it exhausting to deal with.

Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf urged the nine rounds of the crescent moon to merge into one, forming a more terrifying field, and a stronger attack broke out to suppress him, making Xiao Meng difficult to move.

The white tiger turned twenty-eight spears to attack and kill, each of them was unparalleled.

The Scarlet Flame Tiger roared, opened its bloody mouth, and roared in the sky. The sound was like a tidal wave, which made the scalp numb.

"It's terrifying, this human race boy is not weak against so many dead races at the same time!"

"And from the beginning to the end, he used the physical body to fight the enemy again, and he never used the Noble Phantasm. This is incredible."

All the creatures were gasping for air, and only felt their heart skip a beat.

In the battlefield, the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf and the others were even more shocked.

"boom!"

It was another big collision. Twenty-eight war spears and monstrous flames came at the same time, but they were all carried by Xiao Meng who broke out.

"Ah..., I'm going to kill you,"

The white tiger roared, murderous.

Xiao Meng can only fight together with his skills - "The Great Desolate Prisoner's Fingers", so he can only use it multiple times, this time, he runs the second finger; shattering the mountains and rivers, ready to kill the white tiger.

Because this beast is too loud.

Xiao Meng stretched out two fingers one after another, covering the white tiger.