King Zhenbei turned around with a drop of martial spirit blood and snorted coldly as if he was alive, as if he was dissatisfied and wanted to punch a second time.
After all, the punch failed to be thrown out, and the shadow that filled the world with its power slowly faded and dissipated.
In the ruined temple that was uncovered and unblocked, the expressions on the faces of the old priests were a little ugly, and an ominous premonition came out.
First they identified the identity of the Dryad Grandma and the Great Thunder Tribulation Demon, and then seeing the reluctance of Fist Intention Shadow, they already knew something was wrong.
"Sass~~"
Some came out of thin air, and some invisible rain fell from mid-air.
One after another, the fallen banyan trees stood upright again, and the broken trees sprouted new branches directly from the fractures, as if decades had been condensed into a moment, and in a blink of an eye, they became lush again.
Wherever the rain passed by, even the grass that had turned into powder on the ground sprouted again and grew vigorously, becoming waist-deep in the blink of an eye.
In mid-air, the figure of an old woman in a green coat emerged, hunched over and coughing constantly, as if she would cough up her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys at any time.
Obviously, even if King Zhenbei condensed his fist intention with a drop of blood, the punch he delivered would not be easy to catch.
Grandma Dryad is injured.
If an ordinary person coughs like this, it is either tuberculosis or other serious diseases, and his life is definitely not long.
But falling on a thunder calamity monster would only make the old worshipper and the old nanny even more frightened.
Wounded beasts, mothers protecting their calves, and lone wolves driven out of the pack are always the hardest to deal with.
The tree demon grandma suffered a great loss from a drop of Zhenbei King's blood, but she was still injured without dying. How could she not be angry with the people in the ruined temple?
The old grandma gritted her teeth, stepped on her crutches and said, "Old Congfang, Cheng Congfong, you take the young master away."
"I'll risk my life and stand in my way."
Lao Zongfeng, Cheng Zongfeng, and Hong Yu all changed their colors.
The two worshipers were astonished because they didn't expect the old nanny to be able to do this for Chen Yang.
This is taking your life after death.
Hongyu was frightened, and the old nanny didn't mention her at all, because she wanted to keep her here to vent her anger to the dryad grandma.
"Take me..."
As soon as Hongyu shouted, she received a cold look from the old priest. She suddenly became short of breath and could no longer say the rest of her words.
"That `s a deal."
The old grandma finally turned around, looked at Chen Yang lovingly, and then strode towards the outside of the ruined temple.
Outside, the figure of the Dryad Grandma keeps changing, elusive, coming and going, but every time she appears, she must be closer to the ruined temple.
A billowing black air rose from the tree demon's body, covering the sky and the sun. It suspended in mid-air and transformed into various monsters, monsters and monsters, and the world suddenly became a ghost.
This kind of weather really has the power of a thunder tribulation demon.
The moment the old nanny stepped out of the ruined temple resolutely, a sigh came from behind her:
"Stop it."
Chen Yang's voice.
"Um?"
Old nanny, Lao Chongfeng's first reaction was that Chen Yang was talking about old nanny, and he was unwilling to let her die for him.
That is just the knowledge of children who have never seen the world. When things come to a close, how is it possible to get away without paying anything?
What they didn't expect was that the tree demon grandma, who was approaching with the appearance of a big demon, actually stopped.
Only then did they suddenly realize that Chen Yang's words were actually meant for the Dryad Grandma to listen to, right?