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Chapter 298: Undead Monster


The wind beast died, just like the first snow melting, everything turned into nothingness.

There was no way to resist in the face of the withering of all things.

Even the huge hoof and claw that had transformed into shape melted.

"Just die" The little beast was suspicious and looked around with his little eyes.

It felt strange and he was not very sure, but judging from the situation just now, the wind beast should indeed be dead.

"Even if this is the case, why don't you die?"

The weasel replied angrily, with a smile on his face at this moment, as if he was returning in triumph again like a victorious general, as if he had killed the wind beast just now.

"Weasels deserve to die" The little beast was furious, its canine teeth bared, and it looked at the weasel with some evil intentions.

"The young master is mighty" The weasel couldn't bear the gaze of the little beast, so he jumped out and ran wildly in the direction of the blood unicorn beast.

"Don't come over" But at this moment, the Qilin beast transformed by Mo Lin suddenly glared and scolded loudly, causing the surrounding space to vibrate with restlessness.

"There is a problem" At this moment, Shi also spoke, looking around, feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him, but it was clear that the wind beast had just melted, could it still be resurrected from the dead?

However, the surrounding air was a bit solemn, and the surrounding strong wind did not weaken, but was gradually strengthening.

The tornadoes were mixed with yellow sand, and they were like yellow dragons, suddenly rushing towards the Qilin Beast.

“There is indeed a problem” Everyone stood ready, and the weasel rushed back immediately.

Now it was curled up behind the sky-swallowing rat, looking very scared, which made everyone despise it.

"How could this happen?

The wind beast has obviously been killed by Mo Lin, but these wind and tornadoes are obviously manipulated by humans.

Are there other wind beasts around?"

There was a solemn look on Ziyi's face, and a pair of pale golden wings gradually rose behind him.

The colorful feathers made a clattering sound, which was very magical.

"It is not that easy for a wind beast to be born.

With the incomplete appearance of the wind roar array, it is extremely rare to be able to give birth to a single form.

There should not be another wind beast in a short time."

The Sky-Swallowing Rat's voice was solemn, and he spoke slowly while watching the solemn scene in the field.

On the path of beasts, it is obvious that the Sky-Swallowing Rat, a descendant of the divine beast, has more say.

"It's just that the reason why this wind beast body is difficult to deal with, in addition to its powerful power and strength, is that it has an immortal body.

As long as the formation is not broken, the thoughts are not scattered, and the origin is not broken, it will The energy is constantly resurrected, and there is no such thing as death.

Being trapped in a large formation is often not because the wind beast is too strong and is killed, but most of the time it is because it is consumed by this undead monster. " "It can be said that as long as it is truly immortal, it will be immortal.

All we can do is defeat it again and again.

The resurrection of the wind beast takes time.

What we are fighting for is this time difference.

As long as we can defeat it within this time If the formation is broken internally, the wind beast will break down without attacking and will dissipate on its own."

The Sky-Swallowing Rat pondered for a long time, and combined with the information he had obtained from ancient books and his own analysis, he finally roughly figured out the mystery of the wind beast's immortality.

"Holy crap, if that's the case, doesn't it mean that only if we find enough formation bases to break the formation, can we hope to disintegrate the formation and kill the wind beast?"

Qiu summed it up and felt that this method was the only one that was effective at the moment, because the wind beast would not die, and the formation was its origin.

If the formation was not destroyed, the wind beast would not die.

This was an unsolvable problem.

"If you want to destroy the wind beast, there are only two methods to follow.

One is to completely destroy the formation as you said.

The wind beast will have no power and source of resurrection.

In the end, it will be dead.

After all, strictly speaking, it is not It’s a real living being, at most it’s just a formation spirit.”

"Secondly, if there is a secret method that can go straight to its origin and destroy the spirit of the wind beast, it will be like the supreme divine weapon destroying its soul.

No matter how powerful it is, it will not be much more powerful.

Of course, this This method is also the most difficult and cannot be done easily.”

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After thinking about it for a while, the Sky-Swallowing Rat spoke again and revealed two ways to eliminate the wind beast.

"This is like saying nothing.

If we let Mo Lin restrain the wind beast, we can quickly find those formation bases.

For example, the formation bases we encountered before can destroy one by one.

Every time they are destroyed, The strength of the wind beast must also be affected.

After all, it will take time to find a few pillars in the wild wind and yellow sand.

I'm afraid Mo Lin won't be able to hold on until then."

The little beast curled his lips, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

It was really because the wind beast was too abnormal.

His human power would eventually be exhausted, but the big formation was absorbing the power of heaven and earth in an endless stream.

How could human power compare with that?

How to contend with the world.

Even if the Supreme Being is alive, I'm afraid it's not enough.

"Hey young master, you hold on first, we will break the formation first.

When the formation is broken, the immortal wind beast will naturally die.

You are waiting for our good news, so you must hold on."

Before the others said anything, the weasel immediately stood up without any sense of loyalty.

Looking at the blood unicorn beast that was being fought by the tornadoes that filled the sky, he started roaring at the top of his lungs.

"Ouch, weasel, you bastard, if others go to destroy the formation, you have to stay and support me.

Even if you die, you will have to die first."

Mo Lin's nose was almost crooked with anger.

This guy was so useless, and he took the young master too seriously.

Every time the critical moment came, he would give up.

He had endured it so many times and couldn't endure it this time.

"agree" "agree" "Reconsideration" The remaining biters immediately expressed their agreement, sending the weasel to his death with beaming faces.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""""" The weasel burst into tears, leaving a stench all over the place that made everyone almost breathless.

They all rolled their eyes and couldn't help but look in its direction fiercely.

"Let's go" The little beast transformed into a dragon and flew away in an instant.

It couldn't stand the stench, so it left immediately and headed towards the iron pillar that was completely made of Fengyu Tianluo fine gold.

In place, a tornado of strong winds swept through everything, submerging everything.

The two strange beasts were struggling in it, but they were tightly entangled by the strong wind.

The Qilin beast roared, and its whole body glowed with bloody brilliance, which seemed to be able to dissolve everything.

Whenever the strong wind raged, the bloody light could destroy it immediately.

The huge weasel can be several feet long.

A thick tail swings from side to side.

Every time it swings, it can throw the tornado aside.

Relatively speaking, the weasel can resist it more easily than the blood unicorn beast Mo Lin.

Because the weasel is born with a secret skill, it can also control the wind.

However, the wind in the wind roar array is unusual.

Even if the weasel has some talent in the wind path, it is difficult to fully control it for a while.

Therefore, Weasel could only rely on his innate secret method to constantly remove the surrounding wind dragons one after another, so as to help his young master lighten the burden.

After going back and forth, six to seventy percent of the seemingly countless tornadoes were chopped down by weasels.

It seemed that Mo Lin had not left this guy without consideration.

Woo woo It was like a wild beast whining, and a sharp claw stretched out.

It was extremely dark, several feet long, and it grabbed the weasel unexpectedly.

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The wind beast finally came back to life.

At this moment, it also saw that the weasel was not a thing.

Not only did this guy sweep away all his tornadoes, but he also liked to fart.

The smell spread with the strong wind, leaving an unpleasant smell all around.

Even though the wind beast was not a real living thing, it still felt a bit like it at this moment.

It was angry, because it almost fainted from the smell before, and even the time it took to resurrect was much longer, how could it not hate it?

"Here's another trick" The blood unicorn beast had suffered a loss before, so why would it continue to follow the old path?

Therefore, it had long been on the side to guard against this guy's attack.

When the dark hoof claws were protruding, it also struck out with the unicorn claws, which happened to be in contact with the hoof claws.

Collide together. click There was a shattering sound from the wind beast's hooves and claws, and it fell downwind.

Although the wind beast's hoofs and claws were successfully transformed, the other parts of the body were not yet solid.

Even so, compared to the strength of the physical body, it was still not a Kirin, a descendant of the mythical beast.

The opponent of the Qilin beast, not to mention, Mo Lin is a strange species among the Qilin beasts, and is originally the most physically powerful one.

Ouch Like howling in pain, the strange black wind rose again, and thousands of wind blades blew towards the Qilin Beast and the Weasel.

There was a pair of scarlet eyes in the air, staring at the Qilin Beast with hatred, and the dark His hooves and claws had already disappeared.

"Beasts suffer death" The Qilin Beast was very angry.

This guy had hurt itself before.

It was really hateful.

Although the wound was stopped in an instant, it also made itself a little stronger.

It simply couldn't tolerate it.

"Everything fades" The same trick appeared again, the scarlet eyes in mid-air gave out a painful look, and then appeared along with bloody snowflakes, expanding to the surroundings again.

"My dear mother, run away.

Young Master, can you inform me in advance before you use your ultimate move next time?"

The weasel ran away when it saw it, not daring to touch the snowflakes all over the sky, and fled far away in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, the strange emotion reappeared, everything wailed, time became silent, and everything was turned into ashes, including the wind beast that had just transformed.

"It's difficult to really hurt this beast with ordinary moves.

After all, it's just a ball of wind.

Only this kind of ultimate move can break it.

However, if I continue to attack again and again, I'm afraid I really won't be able to hold on for too long." , Sure enough, the tornado came again, weasel, get to work."

The moment the wind beast passed away, the surrounding tornadoes struck again, surrounding Mo Lin.

Mo Lin was so angry that he screamed and called the escaping weasel to go back for help.

The weasel had no choice but to swing its thick tail and join the battle group again.

This time it guarded Mo Lin in the middle.

It worked hard to restore the original essence, and the person who blocked the tornado was completely handed over to the weasel, looking forward to the recovery of breath control.

You can hold on a little longer.

Until a quarter of an hour later, accompanied by a cry of hatred, the pitch-black hooves and claws appeared again and swatted at the blood unicorn beast, and several alien beasts fought together again.

This goes on and on, seemingly endlessly, until the life is finally exhausted: