One hundred and twenty-eight four shots combined(2/2)
"Cun Ding...is he the descendant of the Illusion God?"
Gu Fuwa turned her eyes to look at the short boy. He was really as his name suggests. He was short, like a seven or eight-year-old child.
"It's him. After entering the Chaos Garden, he still has the Thirteenth Prince to take care of him. I have told Cun Ding to listen to you."
"I promise you, Cun Ding will follow me to Xuanyuan Turtle Shell."
Gu Fuwa greeted him and jumped up. When he landed in the Xuanyuan turtle shell, Cun Ding was already standing firmly inside. His movement speed was astonishing.
Outside the Xuanyuan turtle shell, the short old man looked at Lu Youmeng and the others and said with a sinister smile: "I will do what I promised you. You'd better not be naughty."
"Don't worry, we will do our best. We have no control over whether they escape or are imprisoned."
Lu Youmeng gritted his teeth and sneered, cursing with frustration in his heart, secretly cursing that Gu Fuwa and others should be locked up.
They were coerced and had to try their best to help Gu Fuwa and others escape from the Chaos Garden. This feeling was like eating a hundred thousand dead flies, which made them sick to the point of convulsing their heart and lungs.
"You just have to do your best. It has nothing to do with you as to what they do."
The short old man replied with a sinister smile. Lu Youmeng turned around and looked at the masked Master Zhou and said fiercely: "You are the one who owns the Zhou family's Hanlan gun."
Young Master Zhou looked at him resolutely, without saying a word. He released the Hanlan Spear with a sneer, which looked like the Hanlan Spear owned by Lu Youmeng and the others. It was very shiny and had a white snake coiled around the outside.
Seeing the Hanlan Spear in Mr. Zhou's hand, Lu Youmeng became even more ferocious, and whispered ferociously: "Boy, no matter who you are, you'd better return the Hanlan Spear to the Zhou family afterward."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Youmeng and Ye Qing, a young man in black from the Ye family, jumped up at the same time and released Hanlan Spear in the air to attack the Xuanyuan turtle shell.
On the other hand, Mr. Zhou also jumped up at the same time. The power of the Hanlan Spear in his hand was even stronger than that of Ye Qing, but weaker than Lu Youmeng and the young man in black from the Ye family.
The four spears merged, and the punishment power was exhausted. The four white snakes drew the void, forming a large aperture of several hundred meters, and then transformed into light beams that shot straight into the sky.
Its form is the same as last time, and it is connected with the aura of the Chaos Garden. In an instant, a chain of punishment is coming along the sky-reaching light pillar.
"Everyone try to suppress your cultivation and don't let the Chain of Punishment feel powerful. We have to fight for a long time. Please reserve some strength. Don't take action first."
Inside the Xuanyuan turtle shell, Gu Fuwa shouted and made battle arrangements.
"Fuwa! We have eleven Wusu black cattle. Let them fight first. They have long endurance and hard scales. If they fail, we will fight again."
When Erhu came up with an idea, Gu Fuwa nodded and said: "Okay! Let Wusu Heiniu attack first, and everyone will gather in the low-lying area in the center."
When the words fell, the chains of punishment had arrived. There were ten chains in total. They were tied to everyone like white thunder chains, exuding heart-stopping power.
Eleven Wusu black cattle have risen to the edge of the Xuanyuan turtle shell, jumping back and forth and hitting the chain of punishment, sending pieces flying in all directions.
He was later attacked and killed by other personnel, blocking the explosion damage.
Chapter completed!