Lying on the ground is a banana fan about six feet long and ordinary in shape.
The fan surface is as green as a banana leaf, with a red handle attached to the bottom. It looks ordinary. Only the weird dark green stripes on the surface seem to highlight its extraordinary identity.
The moment she saw this banana fan, Zhuma's little heart suddenly started beating wildly.
come!
Come here!
Come here quickly!
It seemed as if someone was whispering softly in her ears, calling her from the depths of her soul.
A seemingly ordinary fan seemed to possess unimaginable allure, making her fascinated and excited.
Even the shocking noise caused by the Poison Dragon King falling to the ground could not wake her up from her addiction.
Finally done!
Looking at the Poison Dragon King lying motionless in the pit, Zhong Wen felt relieved and instantly restrained his powerful aura.
First of all, this battle was too difficult and exhausting, and even overshadowed the duel with the Lord of the Golden Rooster Palace.
Secondly, he was worried that if he went to talk to Liu Qiqi and others in a "bastard spirit", he would offend all three girls.
"Ouch!" "Ouch!" "Ouch!"
Seeing the victory of the two-legged beasts, the remaining few hundred wolf spiders became excited and howled one by one. Many of them began to call to Zhuma in the sky, hoping that the "gods" would be merciful.
, using supreme means to help the seriously injured "mother".
"Zhong Wen No. 2" was obviously also frightened by the Poison Dragon King's tenacity. He kept circling around the corpse of the giant beast, and from time to time he would raise his legs to kick and curse, to vent his dissatisfaction.
As he was walking, he suddenly stopped and stared at the Poison Dragon King with his shining white eyes, as if he had discovered some new continent.
"Ouch?"
Just as Zhong Wen was about to turn around to talk to Liu Qiqi and others, the strange cry of a wolf spider suddenly attracted his attention.
Looking along the wolf spider's astonished gaze, Zhong Wen was shocked by what he saw in front of him.
Zhuma, who was sitting on Xiao Ming's back, appeared in front of the strange banana fan at some point. He stretched out his white jade-like right hand and slowly grabbed the fan.
"Zhuma, what are you doing?" Zhong Wen asked anxiously, feeling anxious.
However, there was a strange light in the girl's eyes, as if she was wandering in a distant world, and she seemed to have not heard Zhong Wen's voice.
"careful!"
Seeing that Zhuma's palm was about to touch the banana fan, Zhong Wen's eyes flickered, and the dragon shadow hovered under his feet and appeared next to the girl in an instant.
However, despite his amazing speed, he was still a moment late.
The moment Zhuma grabbed the fan, the sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds, and there was a dark wind in the mountain forest. A turbulent and violent black breath burst out from the banana fan and rushed in all directions. In just a few breaths,
Then the whole world was completely submerged.
Zhong Wen only felt an unimaginable terrifying aura coming towards his face. With his strong strength that was enough to attack a saint, he was unable to resist and was violently pushed out. His whole body came up seven hundred and twenty in the air.
He rolled over at a high speed and managed to stabilize his body with great difficulty, without falling into a dog-eating shape.
Secretly glad that he had maintained a majestic image in front of his sister, Zhong Wen suddenly raised his head and stared closely at the position of Zhuma, his eyes full of worry.
The girl was seen holding a banana fan taller than herself in her right hand. Her whole body was shrouded in thick black smoke, and the expression on her face was distorted, as if she was experiencing extreme pain.
The violent evil energy continued to pour out of her body, endless and endless, as if it was going to swallow the world.
The armadillo that was originally held in her arms was also thrown away by the evil energy, and she didn't know where it landed.
But what frightened Zhong Wen the most was Zhuma's eyes.
The pair of eyes that should have been delicate, smart, beautiful and bright turned completely black, with no trace of white visible.
There was no emotion in these eyes, only endless indifference and coldness.
It was just like the terrifying giant poisonous dragon king who "resurrected his soul" not long ago and killed everyone in all directions.
"Zuma!"
Seeing that the only remaining member of his tribe, the girl who was like a sister, met with an accident, Gan Muyun was so anxious that he shouted loudly, his delicate body turned into a ray of light, and went straight to Zhuma.
And the golden-feathered Dapeng Xiao Ming, who had been accompanying her all the way, and who had already had a deep affection for her, was like a golden flash, screaming and rushing towards the girl, trying to rescue her.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
However, before one person or one bird even got close to Zhuma, they were bumped into the violent evil energy.
At this time, the evil spirit pouring out of Zhuma was so rich and pure that it almost solidified.
With the strength of Gan Muyun and Xiao Ming, they were completely unable to break through the blockade of evil spirits and were directly bounced back hard.
At this time, Liu Qiqi also moved.
"Ten Thousand Swords!"
She opened her lips lightly and slowly uttered two words. She raised the long sword in her hand high, and countless golden spiritual swords suddenly appeared around her. Each spiritual sword seemed to contain a fierce and unparalleled power.
The breath of terror.
"go!"
She suddenly swung her sword forward, and countless rays of golden sword light shot towards the center of the evil spirit like a meteor shower.
"Puff puff!"
Numerous golden sword lights fell on the surface of the evil spirit, only poking small holes one after another, and then disappeared without a trace, completely unable to penetrate it.
And these small holes are quickly filled with new evil spirits, making up for it and restoring it to the original state.
The "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" performed by Lingzun Sword Cultivator was unable to cause the slightest damage to Zhuma's evil spirit!
Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh, grabbed a handful of elixirs from the ring and stuffed it into his mouth, then strode forward with his exhausted body, his muscles bulging, and he once again exuded the vast and majestic aura of a king.
"What a great evil spirit!"
Before he could take action, a strange voice suddenly came from his ears, "This is what evil spirit should look like!"
Zhong Wen was slightly startled. He followed the source of the sound and saw a strange-looking creature suddenly crawling out from behind a rock.
It was the black armadillo that Zhuma was holding in his arms not long ago!
I saw it quickly crawling to the top of the stone, landing on its two hind legs, standing upright, spreading its front paws to the left and right, assuming a posture of "embracing nature", opening its sharp mouth to desperately absorb the strong evil energy around it.
"Comfortable, so comfortable!"
While absorbing the evil spirit, it shook its head and exclaimed loudly, looking like a retired old man lying on the bed puffing away smoke and smoking a big cigarette, "This is life!"
Zhong Wen: “…..”
Even though his heart was full of worry, the strange sight in front of him still made the corners of his mouth twitch, making him unable to laugh or cry.
Of course he had already heard from Zhuma that this was an armadillo that could speak human language.
However, hearing about it and seeing it with your own eyes are two completely different experiences.
A black armadillo uttered words in front of his eyes. Even though he was well-informed, he still couldn't get used to such a strange sight, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with the desire to complain.
After sucking for a while, Lao Hei's complexion improved greatly. His original dying state no longer existed.
Only then did it become leisurely and began to look around.
"Eh? Isn't this my territory?"
After seeing its surroundings clearly, it couldn't help shouting, "When did you come back? Where's the little girl?"
Of course no one will answer if you talk to yourself like this.
It quickly realized this and finally turned its attention to Zhong Wen not far away for the first time.
"I'll go! Where did this naked man come from? Why is he not even wearing pants?"
Suddenly seeing a naked muscular man, Lao Hei couldn't help but exclaimed, and then blocked his eyes with a pair of front paws, howling like a ghost, "My eyes! My eyes are polluted!"
Zhong Wen: “…..”
Is this funny guy really the famous ancient demon?
He complained secretly in his heart, but still took out a coat from the ring and tied it around his waist as a fig leaf.
What an inconvenience!
While "dressing", he missed the many sets of gold silk silk armors made by himself in the fragments of time and space.
"Shameless boy."
After being confused for a while, Lao Hei finally moved his claws away from his eyes and asked Zhong Wen very rudely, "Where is the little girl with me?"
Zhong Wen tied his "trouser belt" with his right hand and pointed at the source of the evil spirit with his left hand.
"Fuck!"
Looking in the direction of Zhong Wen's finger, Lao Hei suddenly jumped up and exclaimed, "My Yin Gui Fan!"