I tried to gather my spiritual power in my palms, but when I almost managed to do it several times, it all fell apart.
At this time, Grandpa's sigh came from the Demonic Pestle.
"Hey! You two are both hard-working Saburos, but it's a pity that you are too young and your cultivation is too shallow!"
"As long as I give you two little babies another ten years, there will never be a situation where your spiritual power is insufficient!"
"Grandpa! Then... what should we do?"
Grandpa sighed: "Fate! It's all fate! This is the fate of you..."
"Hey! Even grandpa can't do anything. It seems that we are dead this time."
"Aunt Long! Coach Lu..."
"Uncle Snake..."
"Are you there?"
It was quiet in the Demonic Pestle. It was obvious that everyone was the same and had tried their best!
I raised my head and looked towards the rock wall. At this time, the bloody corpse was burned by the flames on the little devil's body, screaming and screaming. His limbs were clawing wildly, and the sharp claws left a trail of blood marks on the rock.
The Painted Skin Demon wanted to pull out the Black Iron Sword from the bloody corpse. Even though the blade of the Black Iron Sword was enveloped by Ksitigarbha's fire, the Painted Skin Demon was not afraid at all. He grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and gritted his teeth. He endured the burning of Ksitigarbha's karma without saying a word!
Gradually, he had pulled out the Black Iron Sword by two inches, and the Ksitigarbha Karma Fire on the sword gradually extinguished due to the disappearance of Zhang Jiawen's spiritual power. And the anger in Xiao Yingling's heart has also burned out...
Everything is heading towards a very bad state!
"The Painted Skin Demon must be stopped!"
I struggled to stand up again and staggered towards the bottom of the rock wall.
However, before he could reach the rock wall where the bloody corpse was burned, he fell to the ground.
"Is there really nothing we can do?"
Just when I felt desperate, a familiar fragrance of milk wafted over.
"Long'er! You were still so naughty and left without saying a word. When you came out to catch ghosts, how could you not take your mother with you?"
"What if you're hungry?"
"Long'er!"
Mother Fox’s voice appeared in my ears.
I looked up and saw a woman wearing a white fox fur coat standing in front of me.
Her body was also glowing with a layer of white light.
"Long'er! Eat more. If my mother's calculation is correct, this should be the last time my mother will breastfeed you."
Mother Fox reached out and stroked my head, squatted in front of me, and held me in her arms.
Her fox fur coat is so warm...
"Fox mother..."
I seemed to realize something and called her reluctantly.
Mother Fox smiled at me.
"My good boy, he's still so handsome! Sometimes I even think about how great it would be if I wasn't your nanny!"
"Hey! I'm just thinking too much about my mother. Long'er was born noble, so how can a woman like my mother reach such high places? What a pity! I really want to see what my future daughter-in-law looks like!"
"By the way, that Shen Chuxue is really good!"
"Her dad is pretty good too!"
"Long'er, why are you standing there? Eat quickly! Replenish your strength!"
"Okay! Fox Mom!"
I bit down on Mother Fox's nipple and started sucking on it.
Mother Fox fed me. I looked up and saw, Oh no! The Painted Skin Demon almost pulled out the Black Iron Sword.
Once the Black Iron Sword is pulled out and the bloody corpse regains its freedom, even the nine-tailed fox in its heyday may not be her opponent.
"Long'er, don't worry!"
"You lie down for a while and come as soon as you go for mother!"
After the mother fox said this, she suddenly rose into the air and rushed towards the painted skin demon.
"Witch! Your opponent is me!"
The mother fox shouted, and the fox fur coat suddenly unfolded, and nine tails were exposed, like a fan, shaking in front of the painted skin demon. The Painted Skin Demon stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Mother Fox with his blood-red eyes.
"Where did the fox demon come from?"
"Since you and I are both monsters, why bother killing each other?"
Mother Fox sneered and said: "Who is the same as you? A shameless woman like you, who keeps causing trouble to the world with just one face and one butt, dares to call me brother and sister? Go to hell!"
As expected of a nine-tailed fox!
The nine tails suddenly became long, like nine snakes, curling towards the painted skin demon.
The Painted Skin Demon is no ordinary person!
I saw her body shake and disappear!
Mother Fox looked everywhere, but she was nowhere to be seen.
"Mother Fox! On the wall!"
I pointed towards the other rock wall. At this time, the Painted Skin Demon has hidden himself in the rock and turned into a rock painting.
Even the nine-tailed fox, with his half-immortal body, still couldn't recognize her.
But with my heavenly eyes, I can identify any ghost or god.
Even if the Painted Skin Demon turns himself into the lines on the rock, he still can't escape my fiery eyes.
"Haha! So I'm hiding here!"
Mother Fox waved her hand and saw a stream of water flying towards the rock wall.
Soon, the screams of the painted-skinned demon were heard from the rock wall, and a ghost shadow floated out again.
"You naughty fox! You're not ashamed in front of your son, but...you actually wet me with urine!"
Mother Fox smiled and said: "So what if it rains on you? Do you have any other magic weapons? Just use them!"
"Is it?"
The Painted Skin Demon's body disappeared again. But this time, a heavy fog immediately appeared in the mine.
In the mist, a ghost figure floated towards me furtively.
"To capture the thief first, capture the king?"
It seems that this trick is not unique to me, the Painted Skin Demon has also learned it.
She knew that as long as she killed me, our group would immediately collapse. Therefore, she used an escape technique to isolate her demonic energy with mist so that the nine-tailed fox could not find her.
After all, the Painted Skin Demon is just a painting. It has no life, so it naturally does not have the aura of humans or animals.
However, the nine-tailed fox tracks the enemy through scent, so after the painted skin demon used Escape into the Mist, the mother fox suddenly became anxious and asked me loudly: "Long'er, can you see that demon girl?"
I pretended not to see it and replied loudly: "Mother Fox! I can't see it!"
"Where has this witch gone?"
Mother Fox flew around the mine and continued to look for the Painted Skin Demon. As for me, while observing the actions of the painted-skinned demon, I concentrated my spiritual power on my hand, and secretly took out a fairy binding rope.
I stole this fairy-tying rope from Zha Zhawen last time when he wasn't paying attention!
Because I think this thing is very useful, but the cost is so expensive, and only the young master of Longhushan can afford it!
Not even the five great immortals gave me one or two at the beginning, which is enough to show how rare and precious this thing is.
"coming!"
"finally come!"
I braced myself and waited for the painted-skin demon to approach and then launch an attack.
The Painted Skin Demon obviously didn't know that I had seen her, so she floated towards me excitedly, hugged me, and was ready to suck my Yang Qi. And when she stretched out her palm, I suddenly clapped it.
The Painted Skin Demon has seen the power of Thunder Palm before, so naturally he doesn't dare to take it head-on.
Just when she was startled and ready to dodge, I had already put the rope around her legs.
"ah!!"
With a cry of surprise, the Painted Skin Demon was tied up by me with the fairy rope.
"Mother Fox! I caught her!"
"Yeah?"
A fox suddenly appeared in front of me, and instantly hit the painted demon on the shoulder with its two front feet, and then bit it.
"ah!!!"
The painted-skinned demon screamed and stretched out his arms to hug the nine-tailed fox.
Two demonic energies shot up into the sky, knocking me away and falling next to Zhang Jiawen.
The two of us lay together in despair, motionless, watching the two evil spirits fighting each other. Finally, when the evil spirits disappeared, a painting suddenly floated in the air and floated in front of me.
I had no strength left, so I could only turn around and look.
In the painting, a beautiful woman holds a fox in her hands.
"Fox mother!"
I suddenly cried uncontrollably.
