Purple thunder, carrying a huge force, fell from the sky, just like the end of the world.
Paul Dracula was astonished.
He really couldn't imagine that a small thunder spirit could trigger such a terrifying attack.
Weng~
The blood moon trembles.
Endless bursts of suction.
The purple thunder began to change direction and flew towards the blood moon.
Zhi!
The purple thunder was swallowed up by the blood moon.
The corners of Paul Dracula's mouth raised and he looked at Lei Ling with disdain.
He really felt humiliated by his surprise just now, and he was almost scared.
"call out--"
Lei Ling let out a relatively long cry.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The sound of thunder kept ringing.
The dark clouds above the sky began to roll, and patches of purple light filled the air. The terrifying pressure was overwhelming.
The first to bear the brunt was Paul Dracula. He was originally floating in the air, but now under the pressure, he was forced to fall to the ground, and his body was trembling slightly.
The three girls, Cheng Yao, Xuan Yue, Lidya Karina, were directly pressed to the ground by the terrifying pressure.
However, the three of them ignored the pressure on their bodies and looked at Lei Ling who was standing in front of Wang Xian with disbelief.
Cheng Yao's mouth widened and she said in disbelief: "Is that little Lingling?"
"probably?"
Xuan Yue was a little dizzy.
She couldn't believe that the powerful Lei Ling in front of her was the same Lei Ling who chased Wang Xian for food all day long, lay in the Lei Pond basking in the sun, and could do nothing but act cute.
"A god is still a god, even in his infancy!"
Lidya Karina looked at Lei Ling with a pious expression.
On the other side, Paul Dracula's expression also changed.
He looked at the clouds above the sky, which had turned into purple clouds, and felt uneasy in his heart.
"call out--"
Lei Ling's cry sounded again.
In an instant.
Countless purple thunders emerged from the clouds.
Ten paths?
Momochi?
Or Qian Dao?
countless!
Densely packed!
All you can see is purple thunder.
The whole world is rendered purple.
"rise!"
Paul Dracula raised his hands high, the blood moon slowly rose, and the suction force of the explosion became even stronger.
Zhi!
Zhi!
Zhi!
Purple thunderbolts were sucked into the blood moon.
But!
Too much purple thunder.
Purple thunder was continuously drilled out of the clouds.
Click!
Click!
There were slight cracking sounds.
Among the thunderous sounds in the busy sky, this cracking sound was insignificant, but it made Paul Dracula's face change drastically.
The blood moon cracked.
This is the second time!
Paul Dracula's face was extremely ugly.
When he fought against the pope of the Church of Light, his mortal enemy, the blood moon never cracked, but on this eastern land, the blood moon had cracked twice.
Once it was Wang Xian.
Another time it turned out to be Wang Xian's pet.
This was hard for Paul Dracula to accept.
Could it be said that I am not even as good as one of Wang Xian's pets?
"die!"
Paul Dracula roared angrily and gave up on activating the blood moon. The rapid formation of flesh wings behind him turned into a bloody brilliance and rushed towards Wang Xian.
Wang Xian must die today!
"咻咻咻——"
Lei Ling's voice came again.
Those purple thunder spirits that continuously rushed towards the blood moon suddenly merged in mid-air and turned into a purple dragon in an instant.
"Roar!"
The purple divine dragon let out a roar, twitched its thick tail in the air, instantly cut through the space, and appeared in front of Paul Dracula's bloody glory.
boom!
The bloody brilliance was instantly scattered in all directions by the purple dragon's tail.
Squeak!
The scattered bloody brilliance turned into bloody bats, baring their sharp mouths to suppress, making sharp screams, and continued to pounce towards Wang Xian with unyielding intentions.
"call out--"
Lei Ling let out a soft cry again.
"Roar!"
The purple divine dragon in mid-air let out a thunderous roar, its huge body shook slightly, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
When the purple divine dragon appeared again, it had already arrived in front of Wang Xian, its body was coiled up, and it protected Wang Xian tightly.
The huge and majestic dragon head stared at the bloody bats.
The bloody bats may not have expected the purple divine dragon to appear like this, or they may not have reacted, or they may have reacted, but they had no time to stop, and bumped into the purple divine dragon's hovering body one by one.
Zhila!
Zhila!
What is the purple dragon?
It is made up of countless purple thunders. What good consequences can those flesh-and-blood bats have if they hit it?
One by one, they were directly wiped out by the electricity.
Not all the blood-colored bats collided with the purple dragon's thunder body, and a few escaped.
The escaped bloody bats quickly flew together and merged into a larger bat.
There was a flash of bloody light, and Paul Dracula reappeared.
At this time, Paul Dracula's originally pale face became even paler, as if it was covered with a layer of white flour, and no trace of blood could be seen.
His body was also trembling, his clothes were in tatters, and his hair and eyebrows were missing.
"ah!"
Paul Dracula looked at the purple dragon and the thunder spirit on the dragon's head, and let out an endless roar.
He hates it!
He hated the insult Wang Xian gave him.
I hate that Wangxian has such a powerful pet around him.
I also hate my own incompetence, I can't even kill the sleeping Wang Xian!
"Come out here, regardless of life or death, and kill the 'Immortal King' with all your strength!"
Paul Dracula shouted angrily.
brush!
brush!
brush!
Figures appeared one after another, holding sharp weapons and rushing towards Wang Xian.
In the distance, a low and mysterious spell sounded.
That's the mage chanting a spell!
And magic that requires chanting spells is at least advanced magic!
More importantly, there were many people chanting spells, and the violent magic fluctuations caused the space to become distorted.
"Little Lingling, you must protect your uncle!"
Cheng Yao shouted towards the thunder spirit above the purple dragon's head.
"Whoosh-whoosh-"
Lei Ling turned to look at Cheng Yao, shouted at her, and patted his fat chest, as if leaving it to me, you can rest assured.
"Pfft!"
Cheng Yao was immediately amused by Lei Ling's appearance.
"I really didn't expect that Wang Xian would have such a trump card." Xuan Yue said with a chuckle.
"Uncle, it's true. He's hiding such a big trump card and not telling us. It makes us worry in vain. When he gets better, we must teach him a lesson!"
Cheng Yao shook her fist and said angrily.
"Yeah! When he gets better, teach him a lesson!"
Xuan Yue looked at Wang Xian who was protected by the purple dragon and said with a smile.
After saying that, Xuan Yue murmured silently: "But we have to wait until he gets better..."
Is the ancient curse really that easy to break?
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