Ancestor Miao Xuan's expression instantly turned cold, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the golden bell in his hand flew out, like a bright golden light, flying straight towards Hastur's tentacles.
"Dang!" A crisp and deafening sound suddenly arose, as if a heavy hammer hit everyone's heart.
The moment the golden bell collided with the tentacles, it was hit hard and bounced back.
Patriarch Miao Xuan raised his arm slightly and steadily took the flying golden bell into his palm.
Without any hesitation, Patriarch Miao Xuan pulled out a long spear from his body.
The halberd is covered with dense runes, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere. As the runes shine, they seem to be telling the vicissitudes of time and the depth of power.
The next moment, Patriarch Miaoxuan's figure was as fast as lightning, and he rushed towards Hastur with an indomitable momentum.
Hastur was not to be outdone. He waved his huge tentacles vigorously and instantly engaged in a fight with the ancestor Miaoxuan who was holding a spear.
Gradually, Patriarch Miaoxuan keenly sensed something strange.
No matter how hard he tried, the halberd in his hand could not break through Hastur's defense. What was even more troublesome was that the monster seemed to become more courageous and powerful as the battle went on.
Before Patriarch Miao Xuan could think about it, he saw Hasta's huge figure rushing towards him as fast as a black meteor.
In desperation, Patriarch Miao Xuan tightly grasped the halberd with both hands, his spiritual power surged throughout his body, and he resolutely raised the halberd to meet the enemy.
In an instant, the two men fought back and forth, the shadows of halberds and tentacles crisscrossed, and the sound of collisions continued, as if the whole world was shaking.
Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely and it was difficult to determine the winner, something unexpected happened.
A thick black mist as thick as ink suddenly spurted out of Hasta's huge mouth. The black mist rolled and swept towards the ancestor Miao Xuan like a surging black wave.
This black fog exuded a disgusting stench. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be corroded, and black ripples appeared.
Ancestor Miao Xuan secretly thought that something was wrong and hurriedly circulated his spiritual power to form a golden defensive light curtain in front of him.
The black fog hit the light curtain, making a "sizzling" sound. The light curtain trembled violently, as if it would break at any time.
Patriarch Miao Xuan gritted his teeth and persevered, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
He knew very well that once this layer of defense was broken, he would be in extremely dangerous situation.
However, Hastur did not intend to let him go. While the ancestor Miaoxuan was trying his best to resist the black fog, several tentacles shot out from different directions like black lightning.
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