PFC Chapter 436: The Devouring Beast Appears! The Power of Devouring!
Chapter 436: The Devouring Beast Appears! The Power of Devouring!
Chapter 436 The Devouring Beast Appears! Devouring Power!
Kong Kuhou tilted his huge head slightly, as if he was disdainful of the weak attack.
"Roar!"
It suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and deafening sound waves gushed out like a substance, heading straight for Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he could clearly feel the breath of destruction coming towards him.
There is no way to avoid it!
He clenched his teeth and gathered the last bit of Qi in his body into his right fist.
The faint red lightning flickered unsteadily, as if it would go out at any time.
"Stop it... for me!"
Zhang Chulan's voice was hoarse and trembling. He used all his strength to throw this last punch.
"boom……"
With a muffled sound, the lightning dissipated.
Zhang Chulan's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
"puff!"
He fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, staining the ground beneath him red.
"Chu Lan!"
Xiao Zizai screamed and wanted to go forward to rescue, but was forced back by the sound waves of Kong's crying and roaring.
The clarinet's black tube has overheated and can no longer fire Qi bombs.
The tiny creatures controlled by Lao Meng exploded one after another under the sonic attack of Kong Kuhou and turned into pools of black liquid.
Wang Zhenqiu's divine mask could not withstand this attack on his soul, and his face turned extremely pale.
"ended."
Ma Xianhong's voice was cold and ruthless, as if announcing the death of everyone.
He slowly raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Chulan who was lying on the ground.
"Roar--"
Kong Kuhou roared again, and his huge head pressed towards Zhang Chulan.
At this critical moment.
"Shh!"
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Chulan.
It’s Feng Baobao!
She had no expression on her face and stood there quietly, like a statue.
But she exuded a powerful aura.
This breath is different from any previous one.
It is cold and dead, yet contains infinite power.
"Sister Bao'er..."
Zhang Chulan opened his eyes weakly and looked at Feng Baobao who was standing in front of him, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"you……"
He wanted to say something but was interrupted by Feng Baobao.
"Zhang Chulan."
Feng Baobao's voice rang in Zhang Chulan's mind, calm and indifferent.
"Leave it to me next..."
"Roar--"
The sound of Sora's crying and roaring was getting closer and closer.
A huge shadow covered Feng Baobao.
But she had no intention of backing down.
She slowly raised her right hand and tightly grasped the dagger stuck in the ground.
Then she yanked out her dagger.
"Shh!"
A cold light flashed.
Feng Baobao's figure disappeared instantly.
"what?!"
Ma Xianhong's pupils suddenly contracted and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
He didn't expect that Feng Baobao's speed would be so fast.
So fast...even he can't catch it!
"Roar--"
Sora cried out in agony.
A huge crack appeared on its body.
The crack extended from the top of the head to the jaw, almost splitting the entire head in two.
"This...this is impossible!"
Ma Xianhong's voice was trembling with a hint of fear.
He couldn't believe that the Kong Kuhou, which he was so proud of, would be split in half by Feng Baobao's sword!
"Crack...knock..."
The sound of shattering continued to sound.
The cracks on Kong Kuhou's body became more and more numerous and bigger.
finally.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
The huge head of Kong Kuhou shattered into countless pieces, flying everywhere.
"puff!"
Ma Xianhong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell down.
He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
"you you……"
He pointed at Feng Baobao and wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.
Feng Baobao slowly turned around and looked at Ma Xianhong.
There was still no expression on her face.
But her eyes were terrifyingly cold.
"Ma Xianhong..."
Feng Baobao's voice echoed in the empty valley, and every word was filled with a strong murderous intent.
"it's over……"
Feng Baobao's voice was like an icicle in the cold winter, piercing into Ma Xianhong's heart.
Ma Xianhong staggered and almost fell.
Kong Kuhou was destroyed and he suffered a severe backlash. His Qi became disordered and his internal organs seemed to be burned by fire.
He stared at Feng Baobao, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.
"No...I won't lose..."
Ma Xianhong roared, his voice hoarse, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
He struggled to stand, his eyes gradually becoming crazy.
"I still have a chance... I still have a chance..."
With trembling hands, he took out a black iron ball from his arms.
The surface of the iron ball is bumpy and inconspicuous, but it exudes a strange aura.
The thief!
This is one of Ma Xianhong’s trump cards!
He originally did not intend to use it because this magic weapon was not perfect enough, and using it forcibly would cause a great burden on himself.
But now, he can't care so much anymore.
"You forced me to do this..."
Ma Xianhong stared at Feng Baobao, with a crazy gleam in his eyes.
He bit his tongue hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the beast.
"Om-"
The thieving beast absorbed Ma Xianhong's blood essence, and its originally dull surface instantly glowed with a strange bloody light.
Inside the iron ball, red lines flowed rapidly, as if coming alive, emitting a heart-pounding devouring power.
"go with!"
Ma Xianhong roared and threw the beast into the air.
The beast was suspended in the air, beating violently like a black heart.
"This is……"
Zhang Chulan struggled to get up, but he felt weak and his body was completely out of control.
He could only stare at the strange iron ball, his heart filled with worry.
Xiao Zizai, Hei Guaner, Lao Meng, and Wang Zhenqiu,
They also felt the terrifying devouring power emitted by the beast.
They wanted to stop it, but found that the Qi in their bodies was flowing uncontrollably towards the beast.
“What the hell is this?!”
Wang Zhenqiu cried out in shock. He tried to use the mask of divinity to resist the devouring force, but found that it was of no use.
"It's a thief-devouring beast!"
Xiao Zizai's face turned pale. He managed to steady himself and explained.
"This magic weapon... can absorb the opponent's Qi... and the moves composed of Qi..."
"what?!"
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed drastically.
If this is true, then don't they have any chance of winning?
"Hehe... it's useless..."
Ma Xianhong looked at the frightened expressions of the crowd and a smug smile appeared on his face.
"In front of the thieving beast... all your attacks... will become my strength..."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of madness.
"Now...it's my turn to fight back!"