Chapter 8 The little god grabs the swallow's tail
The green light is like light and shadow.
It seems to be slightly misty, but it suppresses the moonlight all over the sky.
The old raccoon man seemed to have noticed something.
My face finally changed drastically for the first time.
Although I don’t know what that ray of blue light is.
But it clearly felt a sense of oppression coming from the bloodline and soul level.
Danger!
Almost in the blink of an eye.
Lao Lizi has already had the idea of escape.
At this moment, it only wants to return to its nest as soon as possible.
The cunning rabbit still has three caves.
It has been in the ancient raccoon monument for hundreds of years, and it has already been dug through by it under this tomb.
As long as we return, even if that kid has extraordinary abilities, he will never be able to find it.
What's more.
Except for that kid, the other people were nothing to worry about.
Think of this.
Lao Lizi didn’t hesitate anymore.
Raised the dead branch in his hand and whipped it hard at the white donkey beneath him.
Just listen to it neighing.
It instantly turned into a white shadow and rushed straight towards the depths of the mass grave.
“Stop it!”
See how decisive this old witch is.
Even Little Lizi ignored it.
Just want to escape.
Chen Yulou's eyes turned cold and he shouted coldly.
Boom!
It was Kunlun who blocked its retreat.
Hearing the shopkeeper's order, he shouted angrily, bowed his horse, and made a posture like a giant cauldron. Then he raised his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and slapped the white shadow heavily.
Kunlun is born with divine power.
This roar was like a muffled thunder explosion.
It made the air buzz.
What was even more terrifying was that the moment his palm was smacked out, it actually caused a wave-like sound of breaking through the air.
No one will doubt it.
This palm goes down.
Even if it was a frightened horse, his spine would be broken by the beating.
The white donkey was quite shrewd. Feeling the soaring energy and blood in his body, he suddenly made a turning point when he was halfway through. He actually jumped on the stone tablet and headed straight for Huama.
Mountain spirits and wild monsters.
The most sensitive to danger.
Among the four people in the group, this guy is the weakest.
Of course, I only pick soft persimmons.
Seeing it suddenly shot back.
Hua Maguai was stunned.
I feel like scolding my mother.
But the situation changed so quickly that there was no room for him to have other thoughts.
All he could do was grit his teeth, pull out the autopsy knife, and stab it forward randomly.
I thought if I was lucky, I might be able to stab it a few times.
But the white donkey, from beginning to end, only wanted to escape, and had no intention of fighting.
I was a little worried about the breath on the knife.
Kicking off his hind legs, he actually chose to ignore it and passed directly through the air above his head.
"Want to leave?"
"Don't even think about it!"
See this situation.
The two voices sounded almost at the same time.
Immediately, one after another, several cold lights bloomed in the night, chasing the white shadow.
It was Chen Yulou and Miss Hong who noticed something was wrong.
Each of them threw out their knives.
Especially Xiao Shenfeng, who had a great background. He stole it from a large tomb in the former Qing Dynasty.
A gift from the emperor.
Extremely sharp.
In the past few years, I have followed him all over the world, stained countless blood, and used it to suppress evil.
A bit of cold light flickered.
In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the white shadow.
The white donkey was still carrying Old Li Zi on its back. Although it advanced and retreated as fast as lightning, it was not that sharp after all.
Plus the three flying knives thrown by the red girl in succession.
It also comes in an instant.
Stop all its prospects and retreats at once.
Feeling the rain-like sound of breaking through the air, Lao Lizi had no choice but to drive the white donkey down.
But...
Not waiting for it to land.
Chen Yulou has already followed closely.
Tear off the skin bag from your waist.
In these days, when people have limited mobility and travel, almost everyone will prepare a leather bag.
Either wine or water.
However, at this moment, he was obviously not trying to quench his thirst.
Pulling out the cork, he was seen holding the leather bag and shaking it vigorously at the white figure that was about to fall to the ground.
Crash——
In an instant. It was like a black rain fell in the mountain forest.
It’s just that smell...
Unable to avoid it, Huamaguai, who was sprayed all over, subconsciously moved his nose, and then looked like he had seen a ghost.
"Black dog blood?"
Waiting for him to ask more questions.
In the rain of blood, the inevitable white donkey finally appeared.
It’s similar to Huamaguai.
It was also covered in blood.
But the difference is.
There is nothing wrong with Huamaguai.
But it seems to have suffered a great disaster.
As long as it is stained with blood, it will ignite when exposed to the wind. Coupled with the demonic energy on the body, it is simply the best combustion accelerant.
The fire grew bigger and bigger.
In the blink of an eye, the white donkey turned into a fireball.
"This..."
Hua Maguai's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
Folk rumors say that black dog blood can kill evil spirits, but I didn’t expect it to be true.
Moreover, he didn't even expect to be killed.
The shopkeeper actually hid this trick.
“That’s not right.”
Don’t think too much.
The white donkey was swallowed up by the flames and fell to the ground with a bang.
Huamaguai looked down.
But I found that it was not a white donkey.
At this moment, it has white hair without any color, which has been completely blackened by the smoke, but its original appearance can still be barely seen.
It is clearly a white rabbit.
As for the old witch.
This sudden bag of black dog blood broke through the round light magic and revealed his true form.
It was a skinny and gray old raccoon boy.
It still has some moral value.
The witchcraft was only broken and he did not die tragically on the spot.
But...
At this moment, it looked panicked, and it didn't look as arrogant and ferocious as before.
Watching the white donkey die.
It was getting more and more uneasy, so it dared to delay. Amidst the strange screams, the demonic aura billowing outside it turned into a gray shadow and rushed towards the cemetery behind the stone monument.
“Still want to leave?”
“That would be too disrespectful of me, Mr. Chen.”
Chen Yulou snorted coldly.
While talking.
The whole person swept out in one step.
Chen Jialan Yanwei is one of the top light arts in the world.
I saw him stepping on the stone tablet, and in an instant he caught up with the injured old raccoon and kicked out with a whip.
This kick is like a shooting star chasing the moon.
A dark energy surged all over his body, and his strength was astonishing.
Kicked the old raccoon out of the air and flew backwards, hitting the stone tablet hard, making a numbing bone explosion sound.
A while.
It fell into the weeds.
Look at its head thrown back.
It presents an unimaginable angle with the body.
It was clearly Chen Yulou's kick that broke the tail vertebrae.
Quiet!
See this scene.
The whole forest suddenly fell into deathly silence.
Whether it is Huama Guai, Hong Girl, or Kunlun, they all have their mouths wide open, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
They have followed Chen Yulou for many years.
Now, it’s like I’m meeting him for the first time.
That kick is so sharp.
If you are not a master who has been immersed in this method for many years, you will never be able to do it.
Also, the shopkeeper has always been aboveboard in his work, but just now... he actually used black blood.
On ordinary days, I would never dare to imagine it.
“Why, there are flowers on your face?”
Chen Yulou was also quite satisfied with his kick.
Even in my heart, I secretly compared it with Kuixing Kick Fight of Partridge Whistle.
However, you still have to remain calm as a leader in front of the three people.
Just pointed at his face and joked.
"No..."
Hua Maguai shook his head, and then nodded again.
"Shopkeeper, your face is much prettier than Hua Ke."
"Get out of here."
Chen Yulou laughed and kicked him away, then pointed at the old raccoon under the stone monument. Zi Dao.
“Don’t be stunned.”
“Put it away and take the little one back to Yizhuang!”
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