Chapter 444 Jun Mohuang's Death Date 3
This earth spirit, it is estimated that she will be dead, so as to trick Xiaojin into running away.
"It's not that I don't want to help you. A few days ago, I used the earth escape technique to bring you into the belly of the mountain to maintain the air you consumed during the five days you fell asleep. My aura is not much.
Earth Spirit rolled his eyes, does it have such a white-eyed wolf!
The earth escape technique is not the cabbage of Rotten Street, does she think she can use it casually.
Jun Mohuang looked at the khaki hair on its body, it was indeed a lot fainter than before, and it seemed that it was not lying.
The earth spirit who just listened said again: "But I still have a way to help you escape."
"Say it!"
"I can help you increase the distance of a teleport to thousands of meters."
Its earth escape technique not only penetrates the belly of the mountain, but also shrinks the ground.
The latter requires less aura than the former and can still be used right now.
"to make!"
Jun Mohuang's eyes lit up, and she was now promoted to the ninth rank, with a teleport of only twenty or thirty meters.
If she teleports a distance of more than one kilometer, even if the people behind her have flying monsters, she can save a lot of effort.
Earth Spirit coughed embarrassingly: "But it's been useless for a long time, I need to brew it."
Jun Mohuang: "..."
Brewing a woolen thread, she will be killed if she brews it again!
She suspected that this little ball of earth was trying to punish her.
"Then you hurry up!"
Jun Mohuang gritted his teeth and once again increased his speed to the extreme.
While one person and one spirit spoke, the fifty-eight in the air had several spirit energy blades sent out several times.
No matter how fast Jun Mohuang teleported and avoided, a strand of hair was cut several times in succession.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and in thirty seconds, she will be caught up.
And the spirit of the earth did not brew well.
Twenty seconds later, the 58th was only 150 meters away from Jun Mohuang.
The spirit of the earth has not yet brewed.
Ten seconds later, eighty meters.
Earth Spirit is still not brewing!
Five seconds later, ten meters.
The time has come!
The eyes of No. 58 flashed, driving the flying monster under his feet into a dive, stretched out his long arms, fifteen ten-meter-long spiritual energy blades formed a net, and headed towards Jun Mo Phoenix.
The gang wind brought by the fifteen spiritual energy blades blew on her face, and the terrifying murderous aura made people shudder.
If it weren't for Jun Mohuang's superb qualities, he would have been frightened by this murderous aura long ago.
What's even more hateful is that these fifteen spiritual energy blades locked her in all directions.
In other words, even if she teleported twenty or thirty meters in any direction, the net of spiritual energy blades greeted her.
A must-kill game!
Jun Mohuang's mind and body were stinging, and her senses kept reminding her of the crisis at this time, urging her to escape quickly.
But with her current strength, there is nowhere to escape.
The aura net composed of fifteen aura blades was infinitely close to Jun Mohuang, and even began to cut several corners of her clothes and strands of hair.
Fifteen spiritual energy blades are about to hit her body and cut her into pieces.
"I'm ready."
At this critical moment, the shrinkage of the earth spirit was finally brewing.
Jun Mohuang didn't have time to think about it, immediately used his hands to seal the seal, cast a teleport technique, and threw a wild boar corpse out of the black mysterious iron bracelet.
At the same time, the fifteen spiritual energy blades formed a net and tightened instantly, hitting the ground, smashing this place into a huge dirt pit.
Countless blades of grass, wood chips, gravel and soil fluttered, and the surrounding area became a mess.
(End of this chapter)