After being swept into the air, Kabutu glanced at the small ribs outside the black mist. He already hated the small ribs. Trigeminal slapped down Zhang Xiao, who was following, with the help of this force. Kabutu took advantage of this short gap and whispered a spell that Zhang Xiao couldn’t understand from the huge wolf’s mouth. For a while, a dazzling white light appeared between the three-pronged forks, and the two arcs stretched and contracted like snakes’ letters. More than that, as if two sharp scimitars were made.
After Zhang Xiao, who had fallen back to the ground, jumped up again, two arcs shot out, and then three more thick-fingered lightning shots from the trigeminal ridge went straight to Zhang Xiao in the air.
Zhang Xiao raised the black long spear in his hand and blocked it in front of him. Two arcs slammed into the black spear, pushing Zhang Xiao back to the ground. Zhang Xiao looked down at the long spear in his hand. The black gun body was still sleek and there was no notch.
Although the following three lightning bolts were also sent towards Zhang Xiao, but at the moment when the arc forced Zhang Xiao back to the ground, the three lightning bolts were strangely folded in mid-air and then turned into two shots. On one side, after a certain distance, there was another small rib that turned into a bolt of lightning and shot directly out of the black Soul Eater mist.
Zhang Xiao didn’t care at all when he saw the lightning shot elsewhere. Now, after seeing the bizarre two-fold of the lightning, he actually shot at the small ribs watching the battle. He raised his throat fiercely, but now he wants to It was too late to stop, and the speed of lightning was simply not what he could catch up with now. With a wave of his arm, the twelve jade medals shot at the small ribs and werewolves like shooting stars.
The small ribs looked at the flashing computer bag that had been bent twice. Although it was known that the lightning was directed at it, it did not move. It was not because it didn’t want to move, but it didn’t respond at all in such a short period of time. Coming over, the fighting experience of the small ribs was still too shallow. The Soul Eater mist it just emitted was not specifically aimed at Kabutu. It did not expect that it would annoy Kabutu who was overwhelmed in the battle and suddenly attack it.
"Be careful!" After all, the werewolf next to him was an A-level mercenary with rich combat experience. He had expected that things would be bad after the small ribs emitted a soul-eater mist. When Lightning passed the first turn after it was fired, he had a foreboding that the target would be the small ribs around him. Of course he would not think that lightning would strike him. Although he was already an A-level mercenary, whether it was Zhang Xiao or Zhang Xiao Kabuto's strength is not as strong as he can imagine. He does not have the ability to influence the situation at all. He is not even confident to defeat the small ribs. After all, he does not have the strange speed of small things.
The twelve-sided jade card issued by Zhang Xiao was still a step slower. When the two-meter-tall werewolf Anpu knocked out the unsuspecting small ribs with a shoulder, the lightning that shot at the small ribs after turning two turns silently penetrated his strong chest. A rock on the ground behind burned a black round hole with the thickness of a finger. The werewolf groaned and fell on his back on the ground and stopped moving.
The twelve-sided jade plates form a ten-meter-diameter circle, enclosing the flying small ribs and the fallen werewolf inside. After the small ribs were knocked out, a pigeon dexterously turned over in the air. It just touched the ground with its toes and quickly rushed back to the werewolf. The hollow eye sockets were burning with crimson soul flames as if they were about to come out of the werewolf's death. It is mad.
Spicy!
Zhang Xiao's eyes widened and cursed wildly, raised his hand and threw the contemplation circle to Kabuto in mid-air, and then he flicked his fingers and shot out several spirits, and the contemplation circle was dripping in the air. Turning around, countless black undead emerged from the conspiracy circle and rushed towards Kabutu.
Kabutu was shocked by the scene in front of him, and saw the overwhelming army of black undead all rushing towards him, and the sky that had been shining with the sun instantly became gloomy.
The undead army has surrounded Kabutuo in a daze. The undead is completely immune to physical damage, and the trident that Kabu flutters can’t cause damage to the undead at all. Instead, whenever an undead passes through his body, his power is reduced by one point, and even his soul power is also affected. Hurting, countless dead spirits passed through his body and made Kabutu feel that his power was losing rapidly like a flood that bursts a bank.
Kabutu quickly placed a power grid around his body. Although the undead can still pass through, the reduction in power is not as violently as before. After calming down, he glanced at Zhang Xiao and the small ribs at the same time. He pounced on himself, scared, he screamed and walked up the sky.
Neither Zhang Xiao nor the small ribs could fly yet, and they could only watch the wolf-headed snake-body Kabutu fly away.
After recovering the black undead flying in the sky, Zhang Xiao rushed to the werewolf's side.
The werewolf's right chest was struck by a lightning bolt with a thick finger hole, and blood was now pouring outwards. The blood stained the rock under him with black and red eyes, and it seemed that he would not live long. Zhang Xiao squatted down and looked at the werewolf with wide-eyed eyes and couldn't say a word.
The werewolf’s lungs were completely penetrated by lightning. Such a serious injury might be saved with 21st-century medical equipment and personnel, but Zhang Xiao couldn’t do anything about it. The demonic cultivator was able to handle the killing technique. But saving people is not what they are good at. Taoist practitioners have many ways to save people, but no matter how serious the injury is, they have to cooperate with the magic bullet. Zhang Xiao is now full of guilt. He once promised the werewolf to take him back to the surface.
The small ribs hurriedly scratched his skull on one side, his mouth full of teeth grinded and rattled.
The diminutive werewolf grabbed Zhang Xiao’s hand and smiled and said, “Boss, I’m satisfied to be able to follow you here, cough!” He coughed violently before he finished speaking, and a dark red blood flowed. Squirting from his mouth, he could no longer speak.
Zhang Xiao’s heart suddenly hurt, and he held the werewolf’s hand tightly: "Don’t say it, good brother, you will be better. I promised you to take you back. I won’t let you die like this. ."
Although Zhang Xiao said so, she also knew that she couldn't do it now. He had recalled all the exercises he had learned several times in his heart, but still couldn't find a way to save the werewolf's life, and his thin face couldn't help showing a sad look.
The small ribs grabbed the werewolf's other hand with his paws, and infused a little of its celestial qi. The werewolf's gradually dimmed eyes became clear again, but the bloody mouth full of blood made him still unable to speak, just a muffled cough Then, spitting out one mouthful after another.