The bad premonition came true. Without thinking, Ma Hongjun raised his hand and patted Bibi Dong's chest.
Of course, it's not that he likes to hit people on the chest, but that this place is closest to the heart, and a little further down the middle is a key point in the human body, which is also known as the pit of the heart as the saying goes.
His palms were golden, glowing with purple lightning, and made like red gold divine iron. However, it was of no use. In the face of absolute strength, his little strength was not enough.
Bibi Dong waved her slender white jade hand lightly, and the purple electric fire dragon rushing out of Ma Hongjun's palm immediately turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipated with a pop.
In the popping sound, Ma Hongjun used Tai Chi's strength to protect his body, which was like an indestructible body made of gold, iron and sacred jade. He also became like a paper man. In an instant, he was stabbed eight times bloody by Bibi Dong.
There was a big hole, and he seemed to be nailed directly into the air.
Almost at the same moment, a terrifying suction force came from Ziyi Yingying's ferocious spider legs, as if it was going to devour even his soul.
boom!
Dazzling fire gushed out from Ma Hongjun's body. He was like a heretic being nailed to a cross and about to be burned. The blazing fire surging out of his body instantly burned along the purple spider legs that pierced his body.
The fire was extremely brilliant, shining with colorful light. It was the Phoenix True Fire, Phoenix Heart Fire, Blue Silver True Fire, Sun True Fire, Taiyin True Fire, Nirvana Fire, and Golden Element Fire, which were cultivated by Ma Hongjun.
The fire of purgatory, and the Nanming Li Fire formed by the fusion of other flames.
In particular, the ten thousand poisonous spiritual fire contained in Nanming Lihuo was more like a cat that smelled something fishy. It instantly climbed up Bibi Dong's delicate body and set her whole body on fire.
But this was still of no use. Bibi Dong's body only lit up with a faint layer of purple light, which extinguished the raging colorful flames.
Ma Hongjun felt that his life force was passing away rapidly, and his soul and martial spirit fire phoenix, which were like light and mist, seemed to be torn apart and were about to fly towards Bibi Dong's body.
"Hoo, ho, why?" Ma Hongjun said with difficulty, his blood-stained chest heaving violently, as if he was struggling to pull a bellows. He didn't even have time to resent Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong sneered, opened her sexy little mouth slightly, and a ruthless and cold words rang in Ma Hongjun's heart, "It's just that your martial soul has awakened attributes that shouldn't be awakened. You and I are naturally opposite, no."
If you die, I will kill you without any leeway."
"Just." Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say the word "that", and his eyes completely dimmed.
Bibi Dong's eyes were cold and she ignored Tang Hao's violent shouting, but the purple spider legs behind her increased their devouring force in vain. She knew very well that as long as she was given a few more breaths, she would be able to completely kill Ma Hongjun.
Erased from this world.
However, Ma Hongjun's lifeless body suddenly burst out with more intense fire, and red-gold flames exploded, instantly igniting his entire body.
Accompanied by a long and resonant dragon roar that seemed to come from ancient times, an eight-foot-four-inch-long five-clawed golden dragon, with its body like a cast of gold, flew out from Ma Hongjun, who was on fire, and then turned into a golden light, instantly heading towards the front of the Pope's Palace.
Yu Xiaogang, who was standing still, flew away.
At the same time, with a popping sound, Ma Hongjun's body also turned into ashes in an instant, and a strange flame mark floated up and down from the red gold flame that was still burning.
Bibi Dong retreated instantly, and at the same time, a papal scepter appeared in her hand again, accompanied by bright golden light, and she faced the bloody Haotian Hammer that Tang Hao hit.
From the firelight and the roar of the dragon, she felt an aura and fluctuations that even made her heart palpitate. Of course, she was also avoiding Tang Hao's attack.
"Ah!" Bibi Dong screamed, the sound was sharp and harsh, and the deafening scream instantly resounded throughout the entire Pope Mountain.
"Jun." Shui Bing'er also screamed, but her voice was full of endless sadness, as if the world suddenly lost its light, and the light in her heart fell into eternal silence.
Although everyone did not see the process of Ma Hongjun being killed by Bibi Dong, they saw him instantly turn to ashes in the flames.
"Xiaojun."
Tears instantly blurred Shui Bing'er's icy eyes, like a gurgling spring. The teardrops rolling down her delicate and jade-like face turned into crystal clear light blue crystals in the wind.
As she ran towards the still burning fire, tinkling sounds were scattered all over the place.
Accompanied by a crisp tinkling sound, crystal teardrops rolled down to the ground, and in an instant, a layer of biting frost formed within a square foot.
Shui Bing'er's whole body exudes endless sadness and a deathly coldness. Every time she takes a step, a layer of crystal clear light blue frost will form on the ground.
Her whole body seemed to have been completely drained of energy, her eyes filled with tears turned gray, and she stumbled towards the still burning ashes while sobbing.
"Senior brother." Tang San also cried out sadly, his eyes instantly turned red. He seemed to have turned into a bloodthirsty Shura, and the cold murderous intention spread instantly on him. Without thinking, he threw away the little boy he was holding.
Wu Wu, picked up the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand and swung it towards Bibi Dong.
"Bibi Dong, I want you to die."
"Brother Jun (Xiaojun, Hongjun)." Everyone in Shrek also cried out sadly. They never expected that Ma Hongjun would be killed by Bibi Dong.
Screaming sadly, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai and others rushed over in an instant, ignoring the biting cold chill, and immediately gathered around Shui Bing'er in front of the fire.
"Bingbing, stand up, follow my brothers and sisters, and avenge Xiaojun." Dai Mubai shouted with red eyes, his voice hoarse and sad, and at the same time full of hatred.
"No, Xiaojun can't die. He promised me that he won't die, no, wuwu,..."
Shui Bing'er's consciousness was scattered, as if she didn't hear what Dai Mubai was saying at all, muttering to herself, regardless of the red gold flames burning her white jade hands with a sizzling sound. She seemed to not feel any pain at all.
Like that, he was pulling around in the fire, as if he was looking for something.
"Jun, where are you? You promised me that you can't die. No, how could you die? I don't believe it. You won't die. Wuwu, no, come out.
ah,..."
"Mistress, come back."
At the same time, Tang Hao stood in front of the Shrek crowd. With a wave of his tattered sleeves and robes, he swept Tang San back to Dai Mubai and the others. A pair of turbid drunken eyes filled with cold light looked around him.
Everyone in Wuhun Hall cast their sharp eyes on Pope Bibi Dong and said, "Bibi Dong, do you want to die?"
"Tang Hao." Bibi Dong said coldly, a hint of joy flashed in her malicious eyes. Although she was a little regretful that she could not swallow Ma Hongjun's soul and martial spirit, at least she had solved this serious problem.
As she said that, she glanced at Shui Bing'er, who was holding the fire. To be more precise, she was looking at the flame marks floating in the light of the fire.
A trace of uncertainty flashed across Bibi Dong's cold lavender eyes. On that mark, she felt an aura of the same level as the Rakshasa Divine Mind in her body. What was going on?
"Did he also obtain the inheritance of the gods? But how old is he?" Bibi Dong thought to herself. She breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and then focused her eyes on the front of the Pope's Palace. There, there was a tall and thin figure with an expression on his face.
He looked at her complicatedly.
"Bibi Dong, you white-eyed wolf with a cruel heart and a cruel heart, I will fight with you. Kill Tianqing, kill her."
On the other side, Liu Erlong roared sharply, his eyes turned red instantly, and he subconsciously called out Mo Ziyuan's original name. But fortunately, she did not rush directly to deliver the food, but was still talking to Flanders and Mo Ziyuan.
Ziyuan maintains the trinity of martial soul fusion skills.
Mo Ziyuan nodded firmly, and with a change of seal in his hand, the giant blue dragon that shuttled between the clouds in the air suddenly swung its tail and swooped down in an instant.
"The first secret of the sacred blue dragon, wind and rain Xiaoxiao."
According to what Ma Hongjun and Tang San said, Mo Ziyuan knew that the legendary Qinglong could control wind, rain, thunder and lightning, so his martial soul and Luo Xiaoqing's soul skills were planned according to this.
Although he is only a four-ring soul sect now and only gives Luo Xiaoqing the three attributes of water and thunder, but in the case of the trinity fusion skill, Flanders' Cat Eagle Spirit has given Luo Xiaoqing the ability of the wind attribute.
Moo!
The giant cyan dragon roared as dull as thunder. With a click, a blue lightning struck down from the clouds, like a dancing blue snake. Along with the howling wind and the pressure of the dark clouds surrounding the cyan dragon's body, water vapor condensed in the air.
The transparent water swords shot out to Bibi Dong in the square in an instant.