Although the shape is weird, the combat effect seems to be very good, Wu Dazhi thought to himself, and jumped a few times with all his strength.
Only this time, he didn't get the effect he expected.
Miss Wu's movements suddenly paused for a moment, Wu Dazhi was also startled, and then he realized that although his move just now was useful, his cultivation level was too low, and his lethality was seriously insufficient.
But Wu Dazhi's missed attack had the effect of adding fuel to the fire, and he saw the dancing lady begin her second evolution.
Its back slowly cracked, and the huge crack slowly extended from the back to the neck. Wu Dazhi cursed in his heart, could it be that some little monster was born?
Just when he was stunned, there was a bang, and a pair of wings suddenly appeared from Miss Wu's back. After flapping twice, Miss Wu held Zhou Zijing tightly and flew into the sky.
Wu Dazhi was depressed. He couldn't beat this guy on the ground. If you go up to the sky, you won't be able to beat him. When he went up to the sky, Zhou Zijing lost the strength to support him and his hands were weak. After a second, he only heard "Ah"
!!!!!!" With a sound, Zhou Zijing received a firm blow from Miss Wu on the shoulder.
The huge pain caused him to lose consciousness instantly.
Miss Wu was flying and circling in the air with Zhou Zijing. The bright red liquid was like a drizzle in early spring. It fell bit by bit and hit Wu Dazhi's face. When he wiped it with his hands, a fishy smell penetrated him.
The nasal cavity stimulated Wu Dazhi's last rationality.
"No!!!!" Wu Dazhi couldn't care less at this time, chanting mantras desperately and pinching the seals with his hands.
Although he knew that this was overdrafting his spiritual power, he just couldn't convince himself and left Zhou Zijing to escape alone. At the same time, Zhou Zijing's desperate cry stung Wu Dazhi's eardrums.
The incantation flowed out continuously, but the effect was very little. Gradually Wu Dazhi couldn't hold on any longer, and the voice of reciting the incantation was full of exhaustion and helplessness.
What should he do? Zhou Zijing can be said to be his best friend. They have overcome obstacles together and faced death together. Even when they wanted to win in the end, they never gave up on each other.
But now, he is really powerless. The female ghost in front of him is simply an invincible monster, and he is just an insignificant dust in the universe.
Miss Wu is getting harder and harder, the wound on Zhou Zijing's shoulder is getting bigger and bigger, and the blood is flowing more and more. Wu Dazhi is getting more and more desperate, and the voice of chanting the spell is getting smaller and smaller. Maybe any reason can make him
give up.
At this time, Zhou Zijing, who had been gritting his teeth but not speaking, put his big paws on Miss Wu's head and said weakly: "It's no longer possible, Dazhi, you are the one. Run! Run as far as you can, run as far as you can.
Just remember to avenge me in the future! I will first..."
Zhou Zijing's words floated into Wu Dazhi's ears word by word. He hated this feeling, hated that Zhou Zijing let himself run away at critical moments every time!
"Fart!" Suddenly, Wu Dazhi clenched his fists. He didn't owe anyone, let alone anyone's charity to him. He only had this life. If he was going to die, he would accompany him.
Wu Dazhi's tightly clenched fist on his left hand was suddenly surrounded by a layer of black-purple light. He suddenly raised his head and said word by word in a cold voice:
"Let him go!!!"
Miss Wu had already turned around and was facing Wu Dazhi. She loosened her grip on Zhou Zijing's shoulder, raised her head and let out a long howl, which sounded like excitement but also contempt.
"I told you to let him go!"
The black-purple light between Wu Dazhi's left hand became more and more obvious. Before, it only surrounded his left hand, but now it has surrounded his entire arm.
"What if I don't let go?" Miss Wu suddenly let out a burst of giggles that only a little girl can have, but this kind of laughter seemed particularly permeable in the empty and dark space.
"Let me go!!!!"
Seeing Zhou Zijing's increasingly pale face, Wu Dazhi no longer had the intention to talk nonsense with Miss Wu. He kicked his feet hard on the ground and jumped with an explosive force that no human could have. He actually reached the height of Miss Wu's flight.
"Damn it, did I come here to discuss this with you?!" Wu Dazhi's left hand, surrounded by black and purple light, swung violently and punched Miss Wu on the head.
When this punch was struck, even Wu Dazhi himself could clearly feel the unique power. Wu Dazhi only felt that this punch seemed to have no resistance, as if it hit a piece of tofu, and with a thud, he waited for him
When he reacted, he knocked Miss Wu's head off with just one punch.
Obviously Miss Wu did not expect Wu Dazhi to have such a hand. Although it was no longer a human being, it still felt pain. Under the severe pain, it let go and Zhou Zijing fell down.
At this time, Wu Dazhi no longer cared about Miss Wu, and reached out to catch Zhou Zijing, who was about to fall to the ground.
At this moment, he didn't notice at all that in the dark corner, there was a wizened old man with burning eyes. He didn't expect that the two boys in front of him had changed so much after returning from the Netherworld.
Especially Wu Dazhi, if he doesn't get rid of him quickly, he will definitely be a serious problem for himself in the future.
But at this time, maybe Wu Dazhi's blow just now really caused devastating damage to Miss Wu, or maybe Miss Wu's own demonic power is no longer enough for it to maintain its current appearance.
The wings on its back disappeared instantly, and it fell from the sky like a ball of smelly meat.
Upon seeing this, Wu Dazhi knew that this was the best time to attack Miss Wu. Before Zhou Zijing could even arrange it, he rushed forward with a single stride, hoping to give Miss Wu a final fatal blow.
But before he could rush to Miss Wu, a black mist appeared inexplicably around Miss Wu. A figure that Wu Dazhi was very familiar with appeared in the black mist. He hugged the unconscious Miss Wu.
He stood up, and then Wu Dazhi smiled strangely.
"Who are you? Why do you always harm us again and again?"
Wu Dazhi, whose anger had not subsided, became even more angry when he saw the withered old man, and the red flame that had been extinguished started to burn again.
Seeing this, the wizened old man chuckled, his empty eyes shining with unusual excitement:
"Haha, one day you will know the whole truth of the matter. Maybe at that time, you will become my best partner! Because I just discovered an interesting thing. Your left hand is different!"
After the wizened old man finished speaking, a gust of black wind suddenly blew up, making Wu Dazhi unable to open his eyes. When everything calmed down and he opened his eyes again, the surroundings had returned to their original appearance.
It's still that ordinary high-rise community, and light has taken over it again, and the moonlight outside is also so bright.
If it weren't for the open door of Xu Wangcai's house and the seriously injured Zhou Zijing not far away, Wu Dazhi would not believe that all of this really happened.