Chapter 821 (1/2)
Boom, boom, boom
A terrible explosion sound, deafening like ups and downs resounded. The three figures on the eight array platform were always entangled in one place, and they were hard to part.
”Chirp!” At the moment when they were so anxious, a loud and clear cry was heard above the heads of the people above the eight battle platforms.
”Whoosh!” At this time, all the people saw a white crane shadow falling from the sky. The shadow was covered with black blood, scattered and dripping. It was obvious that the thousand crane spirit broke through the net of evil intention, and it was extremely difficult. It was very likely that it was also seriously injured.
”Bang!” White crane shadow from the sky down, its straight hard wings suddenly forward at the same time stab out. On the front end of the white crane's shadow, a figure tightly wrapped by the dark evil spirit was suddenly touched by the sharp wings of the white crane.
”Suddenly The endless evil spirit seemed to be crazy. It wrapped the white crane's wings with white awn. And at the end of the magic package, Lampson's face suddenly flickered and changed several times.
”Tick A weak to imperceptible sound, in Lampson's chest, quietly pan will rise. Lampson's whole body was in a daze, and drops of red blood fell down from his body.
”Good chance!” Zhuge didn't hesitate to see Qianhe's success. His body was like a white awn. He swung his palms towards Lampson's forehead.
”Brush!” The white awn fell down, and the mysterious power of the wind quickly imprisoned Lampson's whole body on the spot. The whistling intention of killing fell one after another, and the two palms which were enough to break the mountain and the wall suddenly smashed on the head of Lampson.
”Amitabha...” on the other side, seeing this scene, little monk Wu suddenly frowned inexplicably. The Buddha light on his body was still emitting, and his eyes were obviously looking towards the evil spirit, including the direction.
”Poof!” Zhuge Gongcheng's palms smashed down. There was no roar in his imagination, and there was no blood light splashing around. Lampson's body was like a piece of soft tofu, but there was no resistance. When Zhuge Gongcheng's palms were blasted, he broke up into a mass of black magic.
”No, I've been fooled!” Zhuge Gongcheng's face was in vain. His palms were so angry by the evil spirit in front of him that they could not be pulled back. No matter what Zhuge has done, he still can't get away from this strange evil spirit.
It's not only Zhuge's success, but also Qianhe's spirit. At this time, a pair of sharp wings with sharp white awn are trapped in the dark evil spirit. A pair of wings seem to be stabbed into the abyss. The more they work, the more they will be trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.
”Amitabha!” Seeing that Zhuge Gongcheng and Qianhe Wuhun were trapped on the spot at the same time, the expression on little monk Youwu's face could not calm down any more.
Boom, boom, boom