"Young people nowadays, it's really ......"

The silver-haired old lady wearing a wide-brimmed peaked wizard's hat stood in mid-air, looking at the young witches struggling at her feet, and paused for the dragon's head cane in her hand, "It's true" for a long time, but she never found a suitable word.

In the end, he just sighed: "...... It's bold. ”

"Didn't you look like this back then? Back then, you stole the principal's curfew and ran to the black prison to find someone, and the mess you caused was no less than that of these young people. The yellow civet stood between the ears of the black cat and commented in an old-fashioned manner.

The silver-haired old lady glanced at the yellow civet.

The head of the dragon head crutch in her hand suddenly swelled, activated, and turned, and roared viciously at the yellow civet, and then slowly retracted. The whole process is done in one go.

The yellow civet's beard twitched, its eyes narrowed, its ears lowered, and its head tilted slightly away from the roar.

The black cat was also frightened by the dragon's roar, and the flesh and blood that could be controlled were shocked by the dragon's might, and it seemed to be frozen in the dragon's roar, and it was completely quiet. He finally felt like he had regained control of his body.

Compared to the two cats, Satogua reacts a little more visibly under the dragon's groan.

The big bat-wing-like ears on the top of his head snapped back to the door of his head, and the golden eyes on his body were covered with silver in the dragon's roar, and the gold in his eyes solidified a lot, as if they had turned into amber.

The dragon's chant is not finished.

The yellow civet raised its paw and slashed it towards the sky.

The earth rumbled and trembled, an incandescent sun tore through the earth and slowly rose, a broken moon trembled and trembled, breaking free from the shackles of the toad's back and returning to the heavens, the sun and the moon did not hang upside down, and the small world of the secret realm suddenly stabilized a little.

Satogua's figure became more and more illusory.

This is not the end.

Almost at the same time, the silver-haired old lady raised her hand and summoned the Beretta double-barreled shotgun that Jiang Yu was carrying behind her into her hand, broke off the two longest dragon teeth in the mouth of the head of the cane, and stuffed them into the magazine of the shotgun.

Then aim it in the eyes of Satogua and shoot.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two gunshots rang out in no particular order, reaching the ears of the black cat almost at the same time. Two dragon tooth bullets wrapped in electric light roared, like thunder, and pierced straight into the two big yellow eyes.

It's just two extremely small points of light, but it exudes a powerful aura of destruction, this aura Zheng Qing is very familiar with, when he encountered the pig demon in Daming Fang, Thomas had used a thunder spell with a similar breath, and when he hunted the moon last year, a similar aura appeared in the hunting ground.

"Yin Qilei!!"

The black cat muttered, suddenly raising its head and looking into the air.

In the originally empty sky of the secret world, a thick dark cloud gathered at some point, thunder rolled among the clouds, and electric light shuttled between the clouds. A breeze blew in from beyond the void, swaying and blowing through every life in the small world.

The black cat smelled a scorching smell.

It was the smell of the air being ignited, and the smell of the thunder's wrath. The black cat subconsciously closed its mouth and closed its ears. If it weren't for the fact that his two claws were still entangled by the tentacles of the big toad in front of him, he would definitely cover his ears with his claws.

"Hoo ......"

A warm breeze swept across the black cat's cheeks.

The black cat didn't know how the others felt, but he felt that the whole cat was in a state of numbness. There was silence all around, and the small world of the secret realm also held its breath.

Two points of lightning grabbed the attention of the whole world, and it seemed to be slow and urgent, and fell towards the crouching monster.

Satogua finally gave up his 'holy laziness' state, his eyes widened, his belly tightened, and his wide mouth suddenly expanded, enveloping half of the world in an instant.

His mouth was pitch black, like the color of the deepest part of the starry sky. There is no tongue, no esophagus, only a hopeful shortness of breath emptiness and darkness, Zheng Qing vaguely feels that behind that darkness seems to have an endless number of souls that have died, and there are many shadows, touching this small world with that huge mouth.

In the next moment, two bits of lightning fell into Satogua's gaping mouth.

The darkness suddenly dissipated, and two wisps of life appeared in the empty land, and those souls that had long since died screamed under the stimulation of these two vibrancy, and the soul clothes like black smoke faded and became transparent and clean.

But the souls that poured out of the depths of the darkness seemed to be endless, and every moment there was a huge amount of darkness falling on those two points of life, and every moment there were countless clean and transparent spirits out of the darkness.

Then Satogua shut up.

There was a rumbling sound coming from His mouth, which was getting weaker and weaker as time went on, and finally became inaudible.

"Hiccup......

His belly visibly swelled and then retracted. The outer god burped heavily, reopened his mouth, and spat out a massive, transparent spirit. It was a fragment of the soul that had been purified by vitality, and it had been freed from the pollution of the outer gods. For Satogua, these clean and pure fragments of the soul were like poison.

So He vomited it out.

A slender branch slashed through the ground, and hundreds of emerald green leaves spread out at the same time, holding the crystal clear fragment of soul. In a blink of an eye, the fragments melted into the green leaves.

The branches slowly retracted.

But it had already caught the attention of all the wizards present.

The branch came out from between Elena's hand.

By the time the black cat notices this, the gypsy witch has transformed into a strange little tree. The tree is not too tall to be thick. The witch's legs turned into broad roots and plunged deep into the earth, and the hem of the witch's skirt turned into dense aerial roots that stretched into the void like strong ropes, binding her firmly to her body, preventing her from being pulled by the force of the contract like a sinking void.

The branches spread out in all directions, like a witch with her arms outstretched and her fingers outstretched. Ten branches, each with a fruit hanging from it, vaguely resembling the sun.

There are also beautiful women like snakes, coiled on the trunk of a tree, with their heads hanging down, their eyes closed, and their long, burgundy wavy hair scattered on their sides.

The red glow in the black cat's eyes.

His figure uncontrollably swelled again, and there was already an overwhelmed moan from the small world of the secret realm, and mottled cracks faintly appeared in the air, dense, like a broken mirror.

"Bang!"

The two figures, one yellow and one black, rolled over, breaking through the entrance of the secret realm small world, and suddenly broke in. The yellow figure flickered slightly, and then landed on the top of the black cat's head, merging with the yellow civet. The black figure stumbled to its feet and shook its head, as if it hadn't figured out what had happened.

Obviously just accepting the offerings of believers, why would there be a cat who can't get along with him?

And, where is this?

The land of cats?

What's going on with that giant black cat?