The faces of this group of gorgeously dressed people suddenly turned pale. Obviously, they had never thought that Ye Dong would actually dare to kill the Holy Son's pet beast so directly!
"boom!"
As Ye Dong let go of his hand, the body of the big white bird fell heavily to the ground, making a big crater. The next moment Ye Dong waved his hand, the other little white bird that was temporarily sealed by his blood curse
The bird also fell on his hand.
Ye Dong looked at the group of people with a sneer on his face and said: "I will kill the bird. I will keep this one first. If you want to go back, let your holy son come to me!"
While speaking, Ye Dong held the little white bird in one hand and could easily crush it with just a little force.
Although the strength of this group of people is not weak, they are obviously not the master, but just a group of subordinates, and their master is naturally the Holy Son in their mouth.
Moreover, they must have come to the Arctic Mountain in order to find the entrance to the Conferred God War, but they didn't know whether it was the idea of these servants to let the two white birds attack the three of them, or the instruction of the Holy Son behind them.
But no matter what the situation is, they were the ones who provoked themselves first, and they also violated their own instincts. If they dare to threaten themselves with their family members, they are really looking for death!
The group of people finally recovered from the shock, pointed at Ye Dong and said: "Boy, you are finished. You dare to kill Dabai of the Holy Son. No one can save you!"
"Bah bang bang!"
A series of loud slaps sounded, and the group of people flew out in an instant and fell heavily to the ground. With their strength, how could they withstand Ye Dong's attack.
"Either get out or die, it's your choice!"
Ye Dong looked at them indifferently.
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally their eyes were all focused on Ye Dong, who was fighting in the sky with his face covered with frost.
"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go, you wait, the Holy Son will definitely come to you, then you just wait to die!"
After saying these two harsh words, the group of people stood up in a hurry and ran away in despair like a dog that had lost its home.
Watching them leave, Ye Dong returned to Yue Bukong and Lingge and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
"fine!"
They didn't notice the danger at all, and naturally nothing happened. Ye Dong smiled slightly, threw the little white bird in his hand to Ling Ge and said: "I'll leave it to you. Besides, you know what they said
Who is the Holy Son?"
At this moment, the little white bird had already been frightened by Ye Dong's thunderous methods so that its eyes were dull, its whole body was shaking, and its hair was about to explode. However, this aroused Ling Ge's compassion, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch it gently.
Looking at her, Yue Bukong shook his head and said: "We don't know either. When we were in Zixiaotian, we rarely strayed far from the village, and later we went directly to Huoxiaotian."
Ye Dong nodded, no matter who it was, he didn't take it to heart: "Well, let's keep walking. It seems that this trip to the Dragon Tomb will not be lonely anymore!"
The three of them continued to move forward, and the speed was indeed much faster than before. The two of them seemed to want to help Ye Dong reduce the trouble as much as possible, but in this environment, no matter how fast, it would not be much faster, but just
Half a day later, a loud shouting was heard from afar: "Whoever killed my pet beast, come out and die!"
The surrounding trees trembled under the roar, and large swaths of leaves fell from their branches.
Ye Dong smiled coldly and said: "The Holy Son should have arrived. I will send you back to the world in the painting first, and then call you out after solving the problem."
Just when Yue Bukong and Ling Ge returned to the world of the painting, Ye Dong saw a ball of purple lightning traveling through the forest, and in the blink of an eye it came to him. It was a mighty man wearing purple armor.
Behind him, there was another mist rolling in. In addition to the group of servants who had just escaped, there were also several young men with extraordinary momentum.
The man in purple had piercing eyes, staring at Ye Dong, as if he was about to spit out fire: "You are the one who killed my Dabai?"
Ye Dong shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes!"
"Then I will let you be buried with my Dabai!"
The man in purple was extremely decisive. When he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand a little, and a purple light shot out, shooting straight towards Ye Dong.
Ye Dong had a look of disdain on his face, stretched out his hand to grab it, and actually held the purple light in his hand. It was a purple talisman. He didn't know what kind of material it was made of. It was surrounded by purple electricity, and there should be a vibration in the tentacles.
It contains the power of thunder and lightning.
It's a pity that what Ye Dong is least afraid of is the power of thunder and lightning. Even chaos lightning can be easily withstood, let alone this talisman.
With a gentle pinch, the talisman immediately burned into ashes and dissipated in the air.
A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man in purple, and he snorted coldly. Two more Talismans were shot out one after another, making Ye Dong frown slightly. Is this guy a fool?
He clearly saw that this level of talisman was ineffective against him, yet he continued to attack in the same way.
Ye Dong was too lazy to think too much, stretched out his hand, and two talismans flew into his hands again. At this moment, his expression couldn't help but change, and he wanted to let go, but he only heard two "boom" sounds.
With a loud noise, two talismans exploded in his palm.
There was lightning and thunder, and the rays of light shone in all directions. The power of the explosion of these two talismans was extremely astonishing. All the big trees within a radius of five meters were blown down. There was almost no grass left in the surrounding area, and there was only electric smoke and dust in the sky.
"Hahaha!" The man in purple laughed loudly: "Let you catch my Thunder Explosion Talisman with your bare hands, you really don't know how to live or die."
Several men of similar age to him also said with smiles on their faces: "That's right, looking at Zixiaotian, who doesn't know that Brother Wei Ming, the purple-robed saint, has unparalleled talisman skills in the world. This boy deserves to be unlucky."
Wei Ming suppressed his smile and snorted coldly: "But letting him die like this is really an advantage for him. If he dares to kill me, Dabai, he should be chopped into pieces and his body should be cut into pieces!"
However, in the light of the smoke, a cold voice suddenly came: "The art of talismans is indeed interesting. Is there anything more powerful? If not, then it is my turn.
Got it!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Dong stepped out with a cold face, his whole body was intact, and the two thunderbolts that exploded in his palm seemed to have caused no harm to him at all!
At this time, it was naturally the turn of the Purple-clothed Saint Wei Ming and others to change their faces. They all knew the power of the two Thunder Explosion Talismans. If they were directly hit by the explosion, they would lose their skin even if they did not die. However,
Ye Dong was unscathed, which is simply impossible!
Wei Ming suddenly roared: "Take it again if you have the ability!"
As soon as he finished speaking, sixteen consecutive purple talismans shot out from his hand, lined up in a row, like sixteen butterflies with electric light, and shot towards Ye Dong.