Chapter 382 (1/2)

And, running out at the same time, but also standing still Lotte, a foot directly kicked five or six meters: ”boss let go back, did not hear ah.”

Lotte, caught off guard and kicked by the puppet cat, climbs on the ground and rubs his ass hard. The puppet cat is good-looking, but it's really rude. It's more rude than big orange. Big orange has never kicked him like this. However, this is not the time to worry about it. All three of them, a cat and a ghost, turn their heads together and look at yunmo.

The wind is blowing through the trees.

Yunmo stood in the gray air, the magic flame in his hand had burned from black to purplish red, the flame rose at least three meters high, the purplish red light shining on yunmo's face, bright amazing.

Fingertips across, three drops of witch blood into the air, mixed in the fire, cloud black eyes turned into gold, a symbol of the ancestral witch on the forehead of the charm quickly surfaced.

When the charm appeared, the three meter high purple magic flame was like a dragon, circling the cloud and ink, and began to rotate rapidly.

The fire is dazzling and powerful.

Cloud ink raised his head and looked at the world in front of him. His thin lips opened gently, and his life was as cold as ice: ”with my life, all living beings listen to the order, those who destroy me will die.”

Dead words fall, cloud ink open fingers of a fierce pinch.

”Boom...” in an instant, a boom sound sounded, and the fire dragon around her burst into pieces in all directions, forming countless purple red light spots, flying away towards the flowers, trees, insects, ants, birds and beasts in all directions.

In an instant, into every flower, every grass, every tree in the middle.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Then, the flowers, trees, insects, ants, birds and beasts, which were enveloped by the gray air and constantly absorbed the vitality, sent out green light spots on their bodies at the same time, flying towards the cloud and ink.

Yun Mo's right hand was raised above the top, and his five fingers pinched a Buddha's hand on the top of his head.

Those flying green light spots, in the gesture of cloud ink, quickly condense to the fingers of cloud ink, forming a figure of eight trigrams on her head.

Life is a death, a yin and a Yang.

There are more and more green light spots coming from the sky, from the earth, from flowers and trees, from all living beings.

In an instant, the green eight trigrams grew bigger and bigger on the top of yunmo's head, almost covering half of the woods here.

The dazzling green light breaks through the anger of gray, which makes people unable to look directly at it.

”The formation.” Cloud ink raised his hands in the top of his head.

Immediately, countless threads rose from the green eight trigrams, just like spider silk, spreading in all directions with the eight trigrams as the center.

Spider silk floats and connects the sky, the earth, the trees, the mountains and the rocks, and every living thing in the world, forming a complex web on this land.

And every time this web connects with an object, the object will fly out its own green light points to fuse with everyone. The fusion light points gather together, divide into spider silk, and connect with the next object.

One after another, one after another.