Chapter 35 Admiral Kongniao, Difficult to Protect (33) Sign and Change
A loud cry soon appeared not far from the two of them. As soon as the ink demon looked up, he saw white V-shaped wings cutting across the top of the canopy, and a pair of eyes like glass balls embedded in the height of the wingtips.
"Sparrows?!" (Note 1)
The ink demon exclaimed in his heart, how could it be a sparrow? She touched her chest and sighed helplessly as the finch approached the fire feather, which was getting hotter and hotter, worthy of being the soul of the peacock, this possessed bird was more difficult than the other!
She was so engrossed in observing the bird's movements that she ignored the wisp of green smoke that flickered in the distance behind her.
The finch circled twice around where Zhang Sibo was, as if to determine the prey's injury. Eventually, after making sure that the prey did not appear to be fake, it lunged down, its tiger-like claws grabbing straight at Zhang Sibo's shoulder.
Mo Xiaoyou couldn't let Zhang Sibo really get hurt, her fingertips changed like dancing, and a thin film appeared three feet above Zhang Sibo.
What she didn't expect was that the figure of the finch that was diving rapidly in the air was stunned, and in the interval of 0.01 seconds, it should have adjusted its wings and changed direction, and grabbed Zhang Sibo's legs.
Mo Xiaoyou was caught off guard, it was too late to protect Zhang Sibo with another seal, and in a hurry, she directly teleported in front of Zhang Sibo, trying to protect Zhang Sibo with the enchantment around her.
But the shield around her that she used to hide her tracks was already light, and it broke under the sharp claws of the finches.
The finch seemed to be startled by the hard touch under its claws, and this layer of shield was very effective in concealing its tracks, until the moment the finch claws clawed, its eyes were only the prey sitting on the ground, and the sudden appearance of the ink demon suddenly made it puzzled.
Seeing that it had stopped attacking, the ink demon raised his hand and grabbed it.
The Ink Demon was able to enter the Ability Group not only because of her protective enchantment, but also because of her natural strange powers.
In the Swedish forest, she could lift a dead stag with one hand, but now even if the finch is larger than an ordinary bird, it can't beat the ink demon who pulls it down with the help of gravity.
The arm flicked down hard, and the finch that she pulled the leg followed her strength and planted it directly on the ground, although the ground in the forest was soft, but this extremely fast change of perspective from the air to the ground still made the finch dizzy.
The ink demon ignored the bird, and directly picked up the body of the finch at the big tree next to him.
The voice of "DuangDuang" kept coming out of the woods from where she was, and Zhang Sibo, who was lying on the ground pretending to be disabled, seemed to be frightened by the ferocity of Mo Xiaoyou, and kept forgetting about it, let alone raising a voice to stop her atrocity.
Until the finch was smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, the ink demon did not stop. It's not that she's addicted to violence, it's that she's completely unable to control herself now.
The fire feathers of the bird on her chest became hot the moment she grabbed the sparrow, and there were constant resentments coming from the sparrow's body, and all the ink demon could do now was to keep digesting this huge resentment with the stone body hidden in the palm of her hand.
Without Kong Lingyu by his side, the soul could not be redivided into several parts, and once the process of extracting resentment began, Mo Xiaoyou could not stop on his own. There is no pain in the upper and lower parts of his body, and the ink demon can only release his power outward by constantly smashing the finches.
Just as the ink demon was shaking the tree with the body of the finch to the death, a wisp of green smoke quietly crept at the root of a giant tree not far from her, like a panther patiently hunting, quietly watching the finch struggling and weakening in the hands of the ink demon, and the ink demon who was gradually showing fatigue.
At the moment when the ink demon finally controlled the hole bird's soul, this wisp of green smoke rushed out like an arrow, heading straight for the back of the ink demon.