1857 Five Color Butterfly Shadow

Style: Heros Author: Zi RanWords: 1134Update Time: 24/01/19 04:41:53
"Roar!"

After transforming into a beast, Mr. Cheng roared angrily.

Lift your left foot and lower it.

The whole ground began to tremble like an earthquake. Mr. Cheng's enchanting eyes locked onto the little junior sister with a "swish", and he rushed towards the little junior sister "winter", "winter" and "winter".

The junior sister took a step back.

She had just been promoted to Nascent Soul cultivator not long ago, so she did not dare to relax when facing the equally powerful Mr. Cheng. She quickly formed seals with her hands like a butterfly piercing flowers, silently reciting an unknown spell in her mouth, and struck hard with her right foot. Stomping on the ground, suddenly behind her, five-colored rays of light rose, and the shadow of a fifty-foot-tall five-colored butterfly flashed.

As the little junior sister's seal changed.

The five-color butterfly shadow behind him made a "buzzing" sound, and instantly spit out silver threads. The threads were densely packed and shot towards Mr. Cheng who was running towards him.

Wherever the silver line passes.

The whole space was filled with a fierce sound of breaking through the air.

His eyes were about to fall on Mr. Cheng, but the bone wings on Mr. Cheng's body unfolded with a "pop" and "pop" sound. His whole body instantly levitated and flew into the air. Countless silver threads passed by him. Pass.

but.

But there was a silver thread passing through a bone wing on his back. The hole in the broken bone wing bubbled out, and then turned black visible to the naked eye, and quickly spread to other places.

Silver thread is poisonous!

There was a "pop" sound.

Mr. Cheng's attack speed did not slow down, and he immediately pulled out the bone wings. Throwing the bone wings to the ground, after a few breaths, they turned into a pool of blood.

"Roar!"

The time Mr. Cheng can transform into a beast is limited!

so.

Every second counts!

The monster's eyes suddenly flashed, and two monster auras, one green and one white, suddenly surrounded and shot towards the little junior sister. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and endured the huge pain, bent his hands behind his back, and pumped hard , a bone wing with flesh and blood was pulled out by him, and with a flash of inspiration, it turned into a blood gun.

Mr. Cheng took turns with his blood gun and stabbed toward the little junior sister's face with a roar!

Three attacks followed one after another!

The little junior sister's eyes also became cautious. The seal changed, and as the obscure incantation sounded from her mouth, the five-color butterfly shadow behind her became full of five-color glow, suddenly trembled, and turned into a five-color light mask. , instantly protecting her.

at the same time.

The five-colored butterflies in the sky that missed the attack turned upside down in the air, and swish, swish, and piercing sounds were heard, and in an instant they turned back to the little junior sister.

Thousands of five-color butterflies gathered together, suddenly trembled, and turned into a huge five-color firewood butterfly with two wings that were thirty feet long. The five-color firewood butterfly flapped its wings violently.

"Hoo ho ho!"

A tornado formed rapidly on the ground, and in an instant the blood gun fired by Mr. Cheng was swept into it.

at the same time!

“Ding!” “Ding!

"Two sparks shot out!

The strange blue and white light emitted from Mr. Cheng's eyes also fell on the five-color light mask. The five-color light mask trembled violently, the sound of "kacha kacha" sounded, cracks were born one after another, and there was a "boom" , the five-color mask of light dissipated, but the two strange auras also dissipated.

The junior sister’s eyes were sharp!

The five-color butterfly shadow behind him flapped its wings fiercely, and a piece of five-color glow fell. The glow fell on the blood gun that Mr. Cheng fired one after another. The blood gun "pop", "pop", and "pop" turned into one one by one. Tuts of essence and blood spilled onto the ground.

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