Chapter 629: Running Out of Tricks

The infantry has its own battles as infantry, the cavalry has its own battles as cavalry, and the duke also has his own battles.

It has winding dragon horns, like a giant dragon wearing a dark red crown. It is confronting the monk who has transformed into Mahakala on the opposite side. Hot steam with a sulfur smell comes out of his mouth and nose. Hot orange-red lava flows between the gaps in the scales.

The Daihei Tianzun on the opposite side had a golden dragon exuding a strong aura of decay entwined behind him. His beard and hair sprouted, and his size soared. The ax in his hand turned into a hundred-meter giant, and he roared towards it.

The two sides are like a battle between dragons and giants in ancient mythology.

The sharp ax struck the giant dragon's scales, and a bloody wound immediately flowed out. However, it can be clearly seen that the moment the ax was attached to the body, a wound was also added to the body surface of Mahakala.

It was the same as what happened to Lothar.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is a golden thorn bush that cannot be seen with the naked eye dotted on Lothar's scales, so that the physical damage caused by the black god that the monk transformed into, such as the evil god who kills, It's hard to work.

Lord Mahakala let out a furious roar.

This dragon beast transformed by a barbarian is restrained in close combat. Not to mention its rough skin and thick flesh, making it difficult to damage with an axe. Even if it is really injured, part of it will be bounced back by the golden thorns;

If you stand at a distance and cast spells on him, he will be restrained by the dragon energy. The golden dragon of luck can offset half of it, but not all of it. If you want to convert him with exquisite Buddhist teachings, this person's soul is as solid as a rock, and he is full of profound Buddhist teachings. Can't perform at 30%.

Since he became a monk in the Snowy Mountains, has he ever encountered such a formidable enemy?

"evil creature!"

For a moment, Mahakala was aroused by anger, and the black anger formed a substantial aura behind him, making his already strong aura rise a lot higher again. His knees were slightly bent, as if Jump like lightning.

He didn't swing his sword, but raised his iron fist and hit the dragon.

The giant dragon fluttered its wings to avoid it, opened its bloody mouth and bit hard. When the bite hit the spot, the body of Mahakala suddenly exploded into a cloud of smoke, and was replaced by Mahakala who appeared from behind the dragon.

He punched the dragon's back, causing his hands to hurt, and it was hard to do anything. He simply grabbed the dragon's tail, turned around in a circle to gain momentum, and threw it into the sky with a fierce throw. among.

boom--

The giant dragon that was thrown into the sky counterattacked one after another. A stream of red dragon flames, like Moses' staff, sprayed out from the sky, plowing a deep ravine in the sea of ​​suffering, and countless evil spirits died. Fly and annihilate.

The steaming thick fog covered the whole world.

But the next moment, a black god standing on the back of a giant elephant rushed out of the thick fog and threw the ax in his hand at the giant dragon in the air. The ax was like lightning, and there was a streak of lightning at the end. The iron rope is tightly grasped in the hands of the black god.

It is conceivable that as long as this ax hits Lothar's body, it can pull him from the sky into the sea of ​​misery.

But when the ax was added, it only shot out a series of sparks, which were bounced away, unable to hurt the dragon at all.

The talent from Prajna, Solid Stone once again works wonders.

boom--

Another ray of dragon flame was like a sharp blade that penetrated the heaven and earth, and it sprayed out at Mahakala when he was attacking.

The Daihei Tianzun transformed by Fan Monk was caught off guard and could not dodge. An arm actually grew out under his ribs. The golden dragon behind him spontaneously transformed into a white shield, which he held in his hand.

Accompanied by a roar.

The dragon flames came into contact with the shield, and the giant elephant mount at the feet of Lord Mahakala instantly vaporized into ashes. The terrifying high temperature formed a hemisphere in the sea of ​​suffering.

Burning mountains and boiling seas is nothing more than that.

After transforming into a giant dragon, Lothar's current combat power is far greater than that of the Karelian fire dragon when he was alive.

for a long time.

The dragon flames gradually extinguished, revealing a black figure standing firm like a mountain.

The Mahakala deity transformed by the monk was only a little darker in appearance and seemed to be unscathed.

"Is this guy okay?"

A trace of surprise flashed across the giant dragon's two golden eyes.

He was panting slightly, and the consumption of maintaining the dragon transformation was much higher than when he was half-dragon transformation. In other words, his mental power had been greatly increased one after another before he could barely maintain it.

Dahei Tianzun clasped his hands together and suddenly stretched out his hand. In the world of the sea of ​​​​suffering, a window to the outside world was immediately revealed. Outside the window, there were only a few dozen people standing in a sea of ​​​​blood and corpses.

A group of timid Xue soldiers raised their bows and arrows high and surrounded them.

Through the window, Lothar saw Ryan and Model, two attendants who had followed him from Eagle Castle. They were guarding Charlie beside a double-headed eagle flag. His body was covered with broken scales and his face looked exhausted. Baron, standing at the front of the line.

Whoosh——

Arrows pierced the air.

The double-headed eagle flag was hit by the fire arrow and slowly burned.

After three rounds of arrow rain, only Baron Charlie was left standing. The arrows, shields, and armor shot by the elite of the cowardly soldiers were all able to penetrate, and their power was no less powerful than that of the woodland archers.

But it is a pity that the woodland shooters were completely wiped out in the previous raid.

"Donor, your people are about to die. What's the point of continuing to fight with me?"

When Lothar saw this scene, his eyes were filled with indifference, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

This is the territory of the foreign monks. As long as the mind is shaken a little, it will be used by them to create various favorable situations for them, just like the ghosts before. They are neither real ghosts nor illusions, but tailored according to his heart.

The ferocious-looking Mahakala, with his hands clasped together, looked extremely compassionate and sacred: "Monks do not tell lies. Do you think this is an illusion created by me? I can swear to the Buddha that this is not the case."

Seeing that Losa looked indifferent, he was silent for a moment and sighed softly: "Except for the fellow monks, this is the first time I have seen such a hard-hearted person as you. Since you have seen through the misty world, why don't you convert to my Buddha to seek liberation?"

"Are you afraid?"

The dragon suddenly showed a trace of human mockery and spoke in human language.

If he was not afraid, the old monk would not turn to this psychological strategy.

This made Losa feel a lot more relieved. If the old man was still unscathed after such a fierce battle, he should be prepared to be defeated here.

Mahakala looked compassionate: "Donor, you are wrong. The battle between me and you has never been a battle of wills, but to save all living beings and promote Buddhism. How can I be afraid?"

"You old thing are eloquent."

The dragon sneered: "Let me go. If you continue to fight, I want to see how many treasures you have left to use to pay for your life. I have no grudges against you foreign monks. After I go out, I will only take Yesen's life."

The Mahakala thought for a moment and nodded: "I will let you go now."

His magic power is a little weak, and it is difficult to continue to maintain the fighting state of the Mahakala, but the demon dragon opposite is unknown. The breath has not shown any sign of weakness from beginning to end. Even if the dragon energy is precious and related to the rise and fall of Buddhism, he really doesn't want to fight with this person anymore.

If I wait until the old guy Boyantu comes out and wants to get a share of the spoils - no, that's not right. With the old guy's temper, once I fall into weakness, he will definitely beat me to death.

At that time, both the dragon spirit and myself will be lost.

Boyantu, the old guy, has lived for who knows how many years, and his magical power is so powerful that even he is scared.

The foreign monk raised his hand and waved, and the golden dragon soared into the sky. The edge of the originally dark world gradually returned to the outside world like the window.

But at this moment.

It seems to have been premeditated.

From the outer world, two azure blue swords stabbed one after another and hit the back of the Great Black Heavenly Venerable.

The girl with blue-gray wolf ears slowly pulled out the long sword that pierced her back and whispered: "Sorry, sir, we are a little slow in resolving the battle."

The foreign monk's eyes were full of disbelief. Boyantu is dead?

How is it possible?

The violent sword energy had already rushed in through his wound. He had already consumed a lot of his magic power and was unable to block it for a moment. It was torn into pieces. In a blink of an eye, he couldn't even maintain the magic power to maintain the descent of Mahakala.