"Dad!"
Song ling'er reached out and wanted to reach the corner of song Qingshu.
The ban of one or two has been restored and the two are separated. Song Qingshu turns around and sees that the black thunder has fallen in front of him!
"Damn it!"
At the moment when the swamp liquid has disappeared, there is no prohibition on space, so even controlling the air or opening wormholes is not restricted.
"Boom!"
Before the black thunder hit him, he opened a wormhole and blocked himself.
However, Heilei bypassed the wormhole opened by song Qingshu, and his goal remained unchanged——
Heilei's goal is still song Qingshu.
"Tut!"
Song Qingshu sidestepped away from a small beam of black thunder. The thunder blew in his ear, and even the clothes and the prohibition behind him were burned out.
"... damn it."
"Dad! Come back! "
Song ling'er shouted, hammering her fist on the prohibition, but it didn't cause any damage to the prohibition.
The spirit beast egg rolled down on the body of Dao Yan Luo, flashing a strange light.
"Snap -"
When this strange sound sounded, the black thunder seemed more violent, as if it was going to destroy everything on the ground, turn it into powder and annihilate it in the turbulent flow of the road.
Song Qingshu carried the aura and broke the aura into the black thunder.
Black thunder instantly swallowed up the aura of song Qingshu and transformed it into his own thing.
If only the black thunder were a component of the rules of the Avenue
Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking, but this black thunder may be anything, but it can't be the rule of the road.
When song Qingshu dodged the black thunder, when he was hit by the black thunder, the black thunder directly penetrated the invisible refining of Xianhai Wang Jing.
It is impossible to break the invisible if it is composed of the rules of the road
But now I have nowhere to escape.
Behind him were song linger and Yan Luo. Yan Luo's claws kept grasping the prohibition. Song linger also bombarded all the golden roads around her on the prohibition, but there was no sign of shaking the prohibition.
Song Qingshu broke the ban just now. How could he not know how strong the ban is.
It was precisely because of the intensity of the prohibition that he was assured of song linger and Yan Luo hiding in the prohibition.
The black thunder circled in mid air and hit again. Song Qingshu looked at Lei who was getting closer and closer to him and couldn't help sighing.
It seems that I have to explain here today, but anyway
Song Qingshu holds an invisible sword in his right hand and Chunjun in his left hand. Even if he wants to die here, he will fight to the last minute!
Losing without fighting is not his style!
Just as song Qingshu was about to wield his double swords——
"Snap."
The eggshell is broken, and the master in the egg is about to show his posture!
Black thunder is manic and almost crazy!
Almost, almost!
They only need to devour another master and become their own king! No one can use them, no one can resist them!
They are the top of the disaster in the world and are in charge of the fear of the whole world!
"Snap --!"
Heilei Si mercilessly smashed the invisible sword in Song Qingshu's hand and flew the invisible sword on the other side, just when Heilei was about to bombard song Qingshu——
The golden wings fluttered out of the forbidden system and stopped in front of song Qingshu!
"Bell..."
Seeing the golden streamer, song Qingshu thought it was song linger who escaped from the prohibition in some way. As soon as his heart tightened, he wanted to catch the vague shadow.
When I caught my hand, I found that my hand was just a round little yellow bird.
"What?!"
Song Qingshu wants to cry without tears. He has felt the temperature on Heilei. As long as he takes another breath, Heilei can blow him into slag.
"Joo?"
The little yellow bird glanced at Song Qingshu, and his small wings fluttered twice, directly facing the black thunder.
"Fool!"
Song Qingshu also wanted to catch it. As soon as its beak opened, the black thunder was directly sucked into its stomach and swallowed up.
The little yellow bird fluttered again and stopped on Song Qingshu's shoulder. It seemed very comfortable and belched.
Not only was song Qingshu stunned, but even song linger and Yan Luo were stunned.
Black thunder, who almost killed them just now, was eaten by this seemingly weak little yellow bird?
Song Qingshu couldn't accept it, but the little yellow bird really swallowed all the black thunder in front of him.
More Than This.
The little yellow bird seemed to have had enough rest. Its wings fluttered and flew before the prohibition.
Song Qingshu thought that the little yellow bird would be blocked by the prohibition, but the prohibition suddenly fluctuated due to the arrival of the little yellow bird, which directly opened up a path for the little yellow bird.
"Joo..."
The little yellow bird has been wandering in front of the forbidden mouth, as if he wanted to invite song Qingshu in.
Although there is neither the threat of black thunder nor the pursuit of swamp liquid, it is not something that needs to be determined to go in.
In addition, song Qingshu didn't forget that the system once told him that there were good things under the hole, and the little yellow bird was obviously the controller of the black thunder and prohibition.
I don't know. Even this swamp liquid can be used by it.
Song Qingshu looked at the invisibility of a hole just burned by black thunder.
From the invisible nature, under normal circumstances, if it is damaged, it will recover immediately.
Because the invisible has no form, and there will be no substantial damage.
However, after that war, song Qingshu found that virtually all the damage caused by black thunder can only be recovered at a slow speed.
If you recover at this speed, you don't know when you can recover to the usable state again.
The more song Qingshu thought about it, the more headache he felt. He simply put it aside and went into the hole with the little yellow bird.
As soon as song Qingshu entered the prohibition, song linger came forward and hugged him and cried in his arms.
"What's the matter, what's the matter? Cry like this... "
Song Qingshu was helpless, but she still held song linger and patted her on the head.
"Dad is a fool!"
Song Qingshu shook his head helplessly.
However, song linger should say yes. In fact, he also knows the fact that he won't take care of children at all.
The little yellow bird saw the egg shell when he broke the shell. With a long and pleasant cry, he jumped on the egg shell, pecked it with his beak, and sucked all the egg shells into his abdomen.
"It seems... This is the spirit egg before?"
Song Qingshu squatted down and looked at the little yellow bird eating eggshells.
This scene actually reminded him of song linger's appearance when she just broke out of her shell, just like the little yellow bird now.