Chapter 611 Pudingzi is dead~
With strings of obscure incantations ringing in the ears.
I saw that Pudingzi's body gradually glowed with blue light.
And at this moment, the black qi in the golden formation also seemed to be uneasy, and gradually scurried around.
Pudingzi pinched his hand and drew it on the ground, then lowered the blood from his fingertips to the ground.
"Big-headed monk, if I am lucky enough to go out, I will bring a message to the old woman, my old man is sorry for her!" Suddenly, Pu Dingzi said.
"What are you going to do, old man!?"
Xuan Yin looked at Pu Dingzi's appearance, and already understood what he was doing this, and his heart became sour.
Pudingzi didn't answer his words, and continued to bleed down to the ground.
As his blood fell, a blue light suddenly extended from his direction to the formation of the little milk ball.
Immediately afterward, I saw that the black mist gradually overflowed from the formation, and followed the blue light towards Pudingzi.
It was only a moment before the black mist spread all over his body.
"Old man!"
Seeing this, Xuan Yin shouted.
"Boom!"
As Xuanyin's voice fell, Pudingzi's body suddenly exploded.
The little milk dumpling turned her head, only to see that there were only one or two pieces of broken clothes left in the direction that Pu Dingzi had just made!
"Huh! It's really worthy of the descendants of those old things, and they still use this stupid way! It's a pity that those old things haven't learned half of their skills! ”
Within the formation, the disdain and mockery of the black mist sounded again.
"Ahh
When the little milk dumpling heard this, her emotions exploded at this moment.
"Boom!"
The rocks outside the lake exploded in an instant, like a volcanic eruption.
From their direction, it was as if a hole had suddenly been pierced in the sky.
"Ran!"
Xuan was taken aback.
The little milk dumpling gritted his teeth, cut his fingers, and drew a series of talismans in the air.
The blood-grunic seal rushed into the sky from the bottom up.
"Boom!"
This was followed by several thunderbolts.
The heavenly thunder accurately landed in the formation of the little milk ball, breaking the clouds of mist into pieces.
"Ranran, use that flower!"
Xuan Yin gritted his teeth and reminded.
Hearing this, the little milk dumpling placed the flowers that had been included in the formation around the formation.
As the thunder fell, the demon god's demonic qi split and was absorbed by the flower.
"Oh, little girl, she has some ability! But do you think you'll be able to destroy me if you attract the thunder? Don't you think! ”
As the Demon God's words fell, a powerful force swept over in an instant.
"Bang."
Xuan Yin couldn't resist such a force at all, even if he fell to the ground and was shocked by this powerful force.
"Hmm......"
The little milk dumpling was almost a little unable to support it, and the blood was surging, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Ahh
At this moment, the Gobi not far away was suddenly broken, and the powerful sword intent smashed on the formation of the little milk dumpling with the power of luck.
"Poof."
The little milk ball didn't hold on, and slammed it on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, the formation was broken, and the demon god also left the cave as if fleeing at this moment.
"Ran~, are you okay?"
At this time, Xiao Jinghan ran over from the Gobi side and held the little milk ball in his arms.
The little milk dumpling wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, looked up at Xiao Jinghan, her eyes were red, and she said aggrievedly: "Third brother, it's good that you're okay!" Woowoo...... Uncle Ancestor...... Belch...... Uncle Shi is dead, woo woo woo ......"
ps: I'm busy with the start of school, so I reluctantly coded the Braille words, forgive me~