Chapter 191 Golden Fist of Love
At this moment, Mo Yiyan did not dare to slow down his actions at all. His supernatural space helped Qin Fu to resist the black clouds surging above the lava river.

Qin Fuze was light and agile. He leaped left and right in the air at a dizzying speed, sometimes jumping up and down, and using those floating moving blocks as shields.

He skillfully avoided the small black clouds released by Wu Kui Du Du, forcing them to pass by him helplessly or collide with the moving blocks.

In this way, Qin Fu and his group were in a crisis-ridden environment.

With extraordinary wisdom and tacit cooperation, they moved forward arduously but firmly, maintaining a delicate balance between themselves and Wu Kui Du Du.

However, Wu Kui Du Du suddenly broke the deadlock and once again demonstrated its terror and cunningness.

It suddenly shook, black gas swirled around it, and instantly released an astonishing number of small black clouds.

These small black clouds quickly dispersed in all directions like soldiers who had received orders.

In the blink of an eye, it merged into the thick, indissoluble black fog around it.

However, to everyone's surprise, these small black clouds suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Wu Jinqiang couldn't help but look puzzled at this moment. He turned to look at Mo Yiyan and asked with a puzzled tone:
"What on earth is it doing? Can you understand it?"

Mo Yiyan also frowned, but he shook his head, obviously puzzled by Wu Kui Dudu's sudden action.

At this moment, Wu Jinqiang's attention was attracted by a scene not far away.

He noticed that the small black clouds began to move in and out of the black fog.

They move quickly in a nearly straight line.

However, although the path they were traveling was not far from the crowd, they strangely did not get close, nor did they launch any form of attack.

This scene undoubtedly made the already tense atmosphere even more confusing.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A series of deafening explosions suddenly tore through the tranquility of the air, echoing in the ears of Qin Fu and his group.

What followed was a huge and thick cloud of smoke that suddenly rose in front, rolling and spreading.

Mo Yiyan's face suddenly tensed at this moment, his brows were furrowed, and a hint of ominous premonition flashed in his eyes.

He murmured in a low voice, with anxiety that was difficult to conceal:
"Oops……"

Wu Jinqiang and Han Zichu were both confused at this sudden change.

They stared with wide eyes at the spreading smoke ahead.

Wu Jinqiang turned to look at Mo Yiyan and asked anxiously:
"What do you mean? What's going on?"

At this time, Qin Fu said in a heavy and clear tone:

"Wukui Dudu, he has destroyed all the moving blocks in our path."

Wu Jinqiang and Han Zichu looked at each other. For a moment, an indescribable uneasiness filled the air.

"This... this, then how can we hold on and reach the other side?" Han Zichu's voice was filled with disbelief and surprise, her eyes widened, "Qin Fu's physical attribute enhancement effect can only last for a short ten minutes... and now, who knows how far it is to the other side?"

Mo Yiyan's expression was equally solemn, and he immediately added:
"Not only that, without the blocking of the moving blocks, the attack power of those small black clouds may have increased by half..."

Just as their words fell.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of small black clouds appeared behind Qin Fu. They surged like a tide and rushed towards him.

The buzzing sound they made was like the horn of death. Qin Fu saw this and reacted quickly and agilely. He immediately jumped to the left to avoid the sudden attack.

However, just as Qin Fu moved, a large number of small black clouds suddenly appeared on the left.

They attacked the crowd fiercely like a pack of hungry wolves.

At this moment, Mo Yiyan opened the supernatural space under Qin Fu's feet, temporarily blocking the black clouds above the lava river.

He quickly opened another supernatural space on the left side of the crowd and blocked the small black clouds that attempted to invade them one by one.

However, during this brief respite, a large number of small black clouds appeared simultaneously on Qin Fu's right and in front of him.

Han Zichu stood aside, her eyes full of anxiety.

She stared at the approaching black clouds and said in a low and powerful voice:

"We are surrounded by enemies on all sides. They are trying to catch us all in one fell swoop..."

Seeing that the situation was critical, Qin Fu did not hesitate at all. He stretched out his body and immediately leaped upwards to avoid the danger of being swallowed by these small black clouds.

However, just when everyone felt a glimmer of hope and thought they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, dense black clouds appeared above my head and poured down like a rainstorm.

Han Zichu looked up at the small black cloud that covered the sky, his eyes wide open.

There was undisguised fear in her voice as she shouted anxiously:
“Ahhh! I’m dead now…”

However, at this critical moment of life and death, Wu Jinqiang leaped upwards.

At the same time, he shouted:

"What the hell! I, Wu Jinqiang, am here!"

At this moment, Wu Jinqiang's muscles were tense all over.

At this moment, his body instantly burst out with a faint black and gold light.

Immediately, Wu Jinqiang launched a fierce attack in the air.

He swung punch after punch, hitting the small black clouds that were charging towards everyone's heads.

These small black clouds that were hit disappeared instantly under Wu Jinqiang's heavy punch.

However, some small black clouds exploded instantly with a loud "bang" sound after touching Wu Jinqiang's fist.

Although Wu Jinqiang's fist was like a golden hammer, constantly smashing the small black clouds into pieces, the explosive power of these small black clouds should not be underestimated.

Although they are not as hot and corrosive as lava, each explosion is like a heavy hammer, hitting Wu Jinqiang's body hard.

Wu Jinqiang, who has a metal body, began to be unable to withstand the continuous explosions with his golden fists.

Under the impact of the explosion, the outer skin fell off piece by piece like peeling bark, revealing the tough and strong muscles beneath the skin.

However, Wu Jinqiang seemed like a tireless god of war.

He endured the severe pain and continued to swing his already broken fist, hitting again and again at the small black clouds that were trying to devour them.

Wu Jinqiang let out an earth-shattering roar and roared:
"Let me show you my golden fist filled with the love of my companions!"

(End of this chapter)