As the body expands, the terror of the black mist also rises to a higher level.
Brother Tiandaozong felt that the spiritual power in his body began to flow out uncontrollably.
Brother Hu was even worse. He had lost the strength to resist and collapsed completely to the ground. It was difficult to even speak.
"Fellow Taoist, be careful, this black mist is not right."
These words came to Tao Zi's ears, but she could no longer concentrate on replying.
At this time, the black mist not only absorbed spiritual energy faster, but also became much more aggressive. As the main target of Black Mist's attack, her condition was naturally no better than those two.
The meager spiritual energy that originally protected the fatal spot disappeared, and the black mist gradually condensed into small whirlwinds, frantically trying to kill her.
Tao Zi's eyes darkened. This alien had increased its aggressiveness at the cost of ending its life prematurely, speeding up the explosion, but at the same time, the power of the explosion would also weaken.
Of course, for the three of them, as long as they explode, they will definitely die, and there is no such thing as weak or weak.
Her face was indifferent, but many small thorns appeared at the tips of her nails, and the strength of her hands also increased.
Tao Zi ignored the frantic warnings from her brain and heart and focused on attacking the hard lump.
Now one person and one alien race are in a state of pure struggle, just to see who can survive to the end.
Finally, just when the blood vessels on the alien's body began to burst and overflow with black blood, she also took out a corner of the hard lump.
She perked up and pulled out the entire hard lump along the crack in that corner.
An extremely impactful roar sounded in her ears, and her ears rumbled. For a moment, she couldn't hear anything clearly. She could only see the alien's body shrinking sharply, and layers of loose skin dragged to the ground.
At this moment, the alien race gathered all the black mist together to attack Tao Zi.
The senior brother of Tiandao Sect waved the remaining spiritual energy over without saying a word, intending to protect her, but in the end he was not strong enough.
Just when the black fog in the sky was about to swallow her, a rich green light broke through the black fog and protected her firmly.
Tao Zi managed to raise her head and glanced up. Through the black fog, Yue Qingya appeared ten meters away with an angry face.
What is this person angry about? A vague idea appeared in her mind, and she fainted before she could catch it.
Yue Qingya looked at Tao Zi at this time. His clothes were in tatters and tatters, but there was no aura of ambiguity at all, because the exposed skin was covered with bloody bones, even his face, which was extremely terrifying.
His eyes darkened, and the green light enveloped the dying foreign race. He suddenly shrank, and the foreign race, which had no resistance at all, was instantly wiped out.
A chill ran down Brother Hu's back, and he turned back to glance at the True Lord with the pressure of Nascent Soul. Based on his intuition, he always felt that this anger was not entirely directed at the foreign race.
Brother Tiandao Sect breathed a sigh of relief completely, turned around and raised his hand with difficulty: "Thank you so much for this True Lord."
Yue Qingya smiled warmly and said, "Nothing."
Then he looked at Tao Zi's scarred body. His warm aura was still there, but his eyes were unpredictable.
Brother Hu's alarm bells were ringing, this man's anger was directed at Fellow Taoist Tao!
He immediately stood up and blocked Yue Qingya's sight, saying: "The owner of the ruins who wants to come here is watching all this. Why doesn't the True Lord take this opportunity to seek a great opportunity?"
The tone of these words was very respectful, but there was a warning everywhere.
Brother Tiandaozong's heart stopped twice, and he now realized something was wrong.
Could this True Lord be sent by the Minglan Sect to capture the defectors?
