Dark brown skin, a fat head with big ears, a thick and long tail, and a huge body that is more than ten feet long.
It was the Poison Dragon King who had a battle with Zhong Wen!
Not long ago, the Poison Dragon King, who had fought to the death with Zhong Wen and turned the world upside down, not only came back from the dead, but actually came to protect him from harm?
Zhong Wen thought he was blinded, so he quickly stretched out his right hand and rubbed his eyes.
Looking ahead again, the huge figure that covered the sky and sun was still there.
What made him even more confused was that the purple-gold spiritual patterns on Poison Dragon King's body looked very familiar. They were the "Spiritual Pattern Body Refining Technique" that he had drawn countless times.
Just looking at the color and brightness of these spirit patterns, he even had a feeling that the defensive spirit patterns on Poison Dragon King's body seemed to be more awesome than his own.
"boom!"
The evil tornado released by Zhuma hit the Poison Dragon King firmly, erupting with bursts of earth-shattering noises.
The spirit patterns on the Poison Dragon King's body all shone brightly, and his feet did not retreat at all, and he easily blocked the violent attack of the evil spirit.
How can it be?
Seeing that the Poison Dragon King's "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" was actually more powerful than his own, Zhong Wen's eyes widened, his mind was dizzy, and he had no idea what was going on.
Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the Poison Dragon King actually turned his head and grinned at Zhong Wen.
Its head was bigger than several people put together, and it was clearly smiling, but in the eyes of Liu Qiqi and others, it looked ferocious and strange, making people's hair stand on end.
The moment the Poison Dragon King turned around, Zhong Wen actually saw his own figure through the shared vision.
Oh it's you!
An idea flashed in his mind, and he instantly understood the key.
It turns out that the person controlling the body of the Poison Dragon King is actually "Zhong Wen No. 2"!
Hehehe, am I handsome?
The elated thoughts of "Zhong Wen No. 2" came to my mind, just like a child getting his favorite toy, without any concealment of excitement.
How can you control its body?
Zhong Wen couldn't help but wonder.
This body is too strong. Although it has lost consciousness, its vitality has not completely disappeared. It is very similar to the Dala man.
"Zhongwen No. 2" gives an explanation.
Zhong Wen immediately recalled the scene on Tianying Peak where the white light man controlled Duolong's body.
At that time, Duolong's soul was shattered by Tianxuan, leaving only an empty body, allowing the naughty "Zhongwen No. 2" to take advantage of the situation and cause a lot of trouble. The situation is quite similar to today's situation.
He has grown to such an extent!
When he thought that the white light man, who was struggling to control Duolong to walk, could now control the poisonous dragon king's body freely, Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
No, how come the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" on your body is so powerful?
After figuring out the principle of Poison Dragon King's resurrection from the dead, Zhong Wen suddenly realized another problem.
Listening to him asking questions with his mind, "Poison Dragon King" suddenly showed an indescribable expression on his face, and a harsh and weird laugh came out of his mouth.
What do you think I am doing when you are making out with women on weekdays?
After receiving the thoughts from the "Poison Dragon King", Zhong Wen really couldn't laugh or cry, and was speechless for a while.
It turns out that when the white light man "disappeared", he was secretly drawing spiritual patterns on himself, and the spiritual patterns he engraved could actually be directly applied to the body possessed by him.
I am afraid that even Venerable Du'e, who invented the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique", never thought that this technique could have such a unique application.
Stop talking nonsense!
You are actually carrying the spiritual pattern that I have engraved on you for so long. It is up to you to deal with these evil tornadoes!
Zhong Wen used his mind to smile and curse at the "Poison Dragon King".
Leave it to me!
"Poison Dragon King" laughed strangely again, then turned its head, and the purple-gold spirit patterns covering its body suddenly began to expand and spread, eventually turning into an endless and huge spiritual pattern wall in front of it.
The "Spirit Pattern Firewall" was deployed by it, and the area covered by the spirit pattern wall was dozens of times that of Zhong Wen.
"Squeak!"
"Poison Dragon King" roared angrily, bent his knees slightly, and jumped out with his huge body, slamming into Zhuma's position like a missile being launched.
"what?"
Zhuma obviously did not expect this scene, and instinctively waved the Yingui Fan desperately, shooting out one after another violent evil energy.
However, the all-powerful evil spirit tornado hitting the spiritual pattern wall could only slightly delay the forward momentum of the giant beast, but could not break through its impenetrable defense at all.
"Go away!"
As a result, Zhuma couldn't help but panic, she let out a squeal, and waved the fan in her hand more frequently.
However, in the face of the evil tornadoes that filled the mountains and plains, the "Poison Dragon King" showed no sign of timidity, and still braved Zhuma's stormy offensive, pressing forward step by step.
"Stinky, stinky boy, how did you do that?"
Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Lao Hei was stunned and asked stutteringly.
Of course it recognized creatures like Poisonous Dragon, but it had no idea why such an unruly evil creature would take the initiative to protect Zhong Wen. It also couldn't understand how a evil monster could display defensive skills.
"You don't care how I did it?" Zhong Wen replied unceremoniously, "Anyway, I have done what you asked for, and the rest is up to you."
"You brat, who do you think our ancestor is?" Lao Hei glared at him and said proudly, "Watch it and learn from it!"
Before he finished speaking, its body turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared instantly.
The next moment, black smoke suddenly appeared behind Zhuma, taking on the appearance of an armadillo again. He raised his right paw high and slapped the girl hard on the back of the heart.
The surrounding evil spirits gathered together again, forming an indestructible evil energy shield behind Zhuma.
As if he had expected it, a strange color flashed in Lao Hei's eyes, and his movements suddenly changed, changing his claws to fingers, and lightly placed on the evil shield.
I don't know what means it used, but the seemingly indestructible shield of evil energy suddenly vibrated violently, and there were faint signs of being broken.
Realizing the crisis in the rear, the surrounding evil spirits immediately seemed to explode, and they rushed towards the position of the shield crazily, constantly reinforcing the shield, and tried to fight Lao Hei to the death.
But Old Black's fingers were always pointed at the surface of the shield, his body motionless, as quiet as a sculpture.
The two sides seemed to have fallen into a subtle stalemate, with no one able to do anything to the other, and the evil spirit surrounding Zhuma gradually became thinner.
It's now!
"Ayun!" Zhong Wen's eyes were sharp, and he put his right hand on Gan Muyun's shoulder. The dragon shadow hovered under his feet, leading her to appear next to Zhuma in an instant.
"Zhuma, wake up!" Gan Muyun understood and called emotionally to Zhuma, "It's me, Sister Bade!"
Zhuma's movements were slightly stagnant, but he quickly recovered. He continued to wave the Yingui fan in his hand, shooting out tornadoes of evil spirit one after another, ignoring Gan Muyun's words.
"Zhuma, don't you remember me?" Gan Muyun refused to give up and said softly, "Apart from your parents, I am the first person to hug you."
"You were the closest to me when you were a child. As long as I hug you, you will laugh happily."
"When you first learned to walk, you loved to follow me. Wherever I went, you also went. People in the clan joked that Zhuma was the little shadow of Bande."
"I haven't had a sister since I was a child. In my heart, you are like a biological sister."
"Do you remember, the day you failed to find a spirit beast partner for the first time, you threw yourself into my arms and cried the whole night..."
Gan Muyun spoke calmly, her voice was as gentle as water, her beautiful eyes filled with tears as she spoke, her true feelings were revealed and she couldn't help herself.
A look of confusion suddenly flashed in Zhuma's eyes, and the movement of waving the banana fan slowed down unconsciously, and finally stopped completely, and the whole person seemed to be in a sluggish state.
"Zhuma, please, come back quickly!"
Gan Muyun was overjoyed and took the opportunity to step forward and hug her in his arms. There was a hint of crying in his voice unconsciously, "Now there are only you and me left in the entire Dala tribe. I really
I can’t lose you again!”
"Bande, Sister Bade..."
At some point, two rays of light fell from the corner of Zhuma's eyes, her lips were slightly opened, and she spat out a few words with great difficulty.
"Zhuma, are you awake?"
Gan Muyun was overjoyed and hugged her tighter with both arms.
"I, I...ah!!!"
There was a faint flash of clarity in Zhuma's beautiful eyes, and she seemed to want to speak, but her face suddenly changed, and she let out a shrill scream, her expression extremely painful.
Countless evil spirits surged out of her body like crazy, and Gan Muyun was violently thrown away.
"boom!"
Gan Muyun's delicate body hit a tree heavily, her pretty face was pale, the corners of her mouth were faintly bloodshot, and her whole body was limp and weak. It was obvious that she had suffered a lot of damage from the evil spirit.
"Grass!"
The armadillo Lao Hei's face changed drastically as he was at a stalemate with the evil spirit. He felt the pressure increase suddenly and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He seemed to be about to collapse at any time. "You brat, think of a way quickly. I can't hold it anymore, ancestor."
!”
Zhong Wen was shocked, and quickly stepped forward, hugged Zhuma tightly in his arms, and encouraged her loudly in her ears: "Zhuma, hold on, you can't lose!"
The pain on Zhuma's face did not diminish, but intensified. She twisted her limbs wildly, trying to break free from Zhong Wen's restraints.
As time went by, the pain on her face gradually faded, but the trace of humanity that finally flashed in her eyes also faded.
This battle between self-awareness and evil spirits seems to end with the failure of consciousness.
No, we must not lose her like this!
what to do?
what to do?
Zhong Wen was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious and his mind was spinning desperately, trying to find a solution.
A familiar picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was exactly the scene when Zhong Wen was fighting Sima Gu, awakening his demon spirit body in the middle of the battle, and was about to lose consciousness, but was finally awakened by Zheng Yueting.
Treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, fight hard!
A flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and without any hesitation in his heart, he used both arms to wrap his arms around Zhuma's proud and curvy body. He moved his mouth forward and pressed heavily on the girl's soft lips.