Chapter 122: Never Idle

Everywhere the palm wind passed, those originally flat ground immediately blasted out one uneven pit after another.

And the mist released by Ah Tong became thicker and thicker in the entire hall.

Some of the blackbirds, which had begun to condense, began to slow down in the mist, showing a sluggish demeanor.

"Master, hurry up and continue to kill those blackbirds, the more you kill, the better!" Ah Tong began to talk anxiously again.

Xiao Yu understood, pulled out the short knife, flew into the air, and killed with a knife.

Countless dizzy blackbirds were slashed down by Xiao Yu one after another.

Falling into the scattered pits of the earth, none of them were resurrected.

However, the blackbirds that were still suspended in the air gradually formed a thin and pale face, with round eyes and a hooked nose, and a sparse burgundy hair still growing against the scalp on the head.

That nasty yin measured voice, even the same hasn't changed:

"The little fox has a strange idea, and the two of them have a good idea. However, do you think that in this way, you can help but get this seat?! ”

After a low whistle, in the hall, countless blackbirds flew back, clustered under the head of the black-clothed witch floating in the air, and began to slowly piece together her thin black-robed torso.

"Master, hurry up and hit her head with telekinesis!" Ah Tong said anxiously in ventriloquism.

Without thinking about it, Xiao Yu used his mental power and blasted towards the damn witch's head with all his might.

The pesky witch's face was shattered into black scum again.

Countless blackbirds scattered in all directions in the hall.

This time, Xiao Yu had a heartfelt eye.

Fly forward and pick out the head fragments that have just flown apart to assassinate.

"Master, go on!" The clever Ah Tong found a long-handled net bag from nowhere and threw it towards Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu was overjoyed.

He took the net pocket and scooped it directly into the thickest part of the blackbirds.

Inside the big net, it was immediately filled with a full net of squeaky blackbirds.

"Master, tighten your pockets, let's burn it first!" Ah Tong rushed over, his hand shook, and on his white and chubby right hand, a faint blue and blue three-flavor real fire had already emerged.

"Little fox, you dare! Kill me, the Desert God will never spare you! The witch's head in the net pocket finally lost the arrogance just now, but she still gritted her teeth and threatened.

"I'm sorry, black-robed mother-in-law." Ah Tong replied very sincerely:

"The little fox didn't mean to offend her mother-in-law, but you were the one who repeatedly tried to kill us. This decision is far from the little fox's original intention, I hope that the great god of indifference will remember your high merits and help you once, so that you can finally achieve positive results. ”

Although Ah Tong said so, his hands were never idle.

So many large number of blackbirds, in the palm of his hand, quickly burned into a crystal black stone.

Ah Tong reached out and took it out, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and threw it far away with disdain. He was still muttering dissatisfiedly:

"It's all burned like this, and it's still smelling musty. Just throw it here, in other words, this unclean thing, our Ah Tong is not rare. ”

Xiao Yu clasped his hand on one side and watched quietly.

Seeing him say this, he couldn't help but laugh lightly.

Looking up and looking around, after refining the witch's head, so many blackbirds flying around in the hall seemed to disappear all at once.

Except for the still messy floor, the hall was extremely quiet as if nothing had happened.

"Master, who was worried about it just now and said that he was in a hurry to get out? Why did you start to be in a daze again? Ah Tong's voice sounded crisp and tender.