bullyxtreme Chapter 428: A trapped beast fights, Ma Xianhong's counterattack
Chapter 428: A trapped beast fights, Ma Xianhong's counterattack
Chapter 428: The fight of a trapped beast, Ma Xianhong's counterattack
Ma Xianhong's pupils suddenly shrank and a thought flashed through his mind.
He remembered Su Chen's mysterious abilities and his previous abnormal behavior.
Combined with the fact that the ban was triggered at this moment and Su Chen's disappearance,
A terrible inference gradually emerged in Ma Xianhong's mind.
"Could it be that... his target is the Self-cultivation Furnace?!"
Ma Xianhong's voice was trembling and full of disbelief.
He couldn't believe that someone would dare to take over the self-cultivation furnace right under his nose.
You know, he spent countless efforts to refine the self-cultivation furnace.
It is the key to his grand blueprint of realizing the "New Jiejiao". !
Once the self-cultivation furnace is destroyed, all his plans will be in vain.
"Impossible...this is impossible..."
Ma Xianhong muttered to himself, trying to deny this terrible inference.
But deep down, the strong feeling of uneasiness was growing stronger and stronger.
As if to remind him that danger was approaching.
"Damn it!"
Ma Xianhong gritted his teeth and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
He couldn't wait any longer and had to rush back to the Xiu Shen Furnace to confirm the situation.
"Zhang Chulan, you are lucky."
Ma Xianhong glanced at Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao coldly, with a hint of unwillingness in his tone.
"I, Ma Xianhong, have taken note of what happened today."
"There is a long way to go, we will meet again!"
After saying this, Ma Xianhong's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
He didn't even bother to pay attention to the plant monsters controlled by the Soul Eater.
He directly activated the ability of the Divine Machine and rushed towards the self-cultivation furnace.
"Want to run? It's too late!"
Zhang Chulan shouted loudly, how could he let Ma Xianhong get his wish.
There was a wind under his feet, and he pushed the Golden Light Curse to its extreme. His whole body turned into a golden lightning and chased after Ma Xianhong.
Feng Baobao moved almost at the same time. She didn't say anything.
He just followed Zhang Chulan silently at an astonishing speed, leaving only a trail of afterimage.
"Old Ma! It's too late to react now!"
Zhang Chulan's voice sounded behind Ma Xianhong, with a hint of sarcasm.
Xiao Zizai smiled and blocked Ma Xianhong's way, rubbing his hands and stretching his muscles:
"Village Chief Ma, don't leave so quickly, let's talk for a while?"
The clarinet in Clarinet's arm made a low humming sound. He narrowed one eye and aimed at Ma Xianhong:
"Want to go back? Ask me first if this clarinet agrees."
Lao Meng pushed up his glasses. Although his face was still shy, his tone was unusually firm:
"Village leader, you can't go back."
Wang Zhenqiu crossed his arms, with a cynical expression on his face, but a divine mask was faintly visible around him:
"Oh my, Village Chief Ma, where are you going? You look so anxious, is there a fire at home?"
The five temporary workers, each using their special abilities, completely blocked Ma Xianhong's way.
Ma Xianhong's body suddenly froze. He looked around with a dark face.
He didn't expect that these temporary workers would be so difficult to deal with.
Especially Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, both of them were so fast that they could actually keep up with his magical skills.
"you……"
Ma Xianhong gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.
He was now extremely anxious and wished he could rush back to the self-cultivation furnace immediately.
But these temporary workers before him were like insurmountable barriers, blocking him here.
"Step aside!"
Ma Xianhong roared angrily, and the Qi in his body surged wildly, and his clothes moved without wind.
He formed seals with his hands, and the surrounding grass and trees grew wildly again, transforming into hideous monsters that pounced on the temporary workers.
"Soul Eater? It's useless!"
Zhang Chulan sneered.
He has already figured out the details of these monsters, and as long as he doesn't come into direct contact with them, he will be fine.
The Golden Light Spell was activated, and golden light shone brightly around Zhang Chulan, protecting him and Feng Baobao tightly.
As soon as the monsters approached, they were blown away by the golden light.
"Sister Baoer, stop him!"
Zhang Chulan said to Feng Baobao.
Feng Baobao nodded, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Ma Xianhong.
The long knife in her hand drew a sharp arc and went straight to Ma Xianhong's vital point.
Ma Xianhong's face changed and he quickly stepped back.
He didn't expect that Feng Baobao's speed would be so fast.
"clang!"
Feng Baobao's knife collided with the Qi blade that Ma Xianhong hastily condensed, making a crisp metallic collision sound.
Sparks flew.
Ma Xianhong was shocked and took a few steps back, his face becoming even uglier.
He knew that he couldn't delay any longer.
We must get rid of these temporary workers as soon as possible and rush back to the Xiushen Furnace.
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Go away!"
Ma Xianhong roared and quickly formed seals with his hands.
The surrounding grass and trees grew even more wildly, turning into huge vines that entangled the temporary workers.
"Divine Machine Hundred Refinements·Bind!"
Ma Xianhong let out a low roar, and the vines quickly tightened as if they had life.
"careful!"
Zhang Chulan reminded loudly.
He could feel that these vines were more dangerous than the previous monsters.
The temporary workers dodged one after another, but the vines seemed to have eyes and kept chasing them.
"Shh-"
The vines broke through the air, making sharp whistling sounds, like countless poisonous snakes, swarming towards Xiao Zizai from all directions.
The smile on Xiao Zizai's face remained unchanged, but a hint of solemnity flashed across his eyes.
He waved his hands rapidly, leaving afterimages in the air.
The Palm of Great Compassion accurately cuts off the vines that try to get close.
"Fuck-"
Dark green juice spurted out from the cut of the broken vine, emitting a pungent fishy smell.
But this does not stop the vines from growing.
New branches grew out of the broken ends at a speed visible to the naked eye, and entangled with Xiao Zizai even more crazily.
"Village Chief Ma, your 'Tao' is these things that are neither human nor ghost?"
Xiao Zizai's voice was still gentle, but there was a hint of undisguised contempt in his tone.
He waved the scalpel and backed away, trying to distance himself from the vines.
But those vines seemed endless. No matter how many he cut off, more vines would emerge.
The situation on the clarinet side is also not optimistic.
The black tube on his arm continuously ejected Qi bombs, blasting the vines that tried to approach into pieces.
But the fragments quickly gathered together again and rushed towards him again.
"These things can't be killed at all!"
The sound of the clarinet was a little anxious.
He raised his eyebrows habitually, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
Lao Meng stood in place, commanding the surrounding creatures to attack the vines.
But those creatures, the moment they touched the vines,
They were pierced by the thorns on the vines, which sucked the blood out of their bodies, turning them into shriveled corpses.
"Village Chief...you..."
A trace of pain appeared on Lao Meng's face.
Although he is shy, he is very kind at heart.
Seeing these animals sacrifice themselves to protect him, he felt extremely remorseful and guilty.
The situation on Wang Zhenqiu's side was slightly better.
The masks of divinity on his body kept changing, and each mask represented a different ability.
He used these abilities and barely managed to fend off the attacks of the vines.
But there was no relaxed expression on his face.
He knew that these vines were just a means for Ma Xianhong to delay time.
The real threat is Ma Xianhong himself.