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But Xiaobai confronted the corpse king, but Badou keenly felt that the danger did not come from the corpse king! This made him very anxious.

"What is it? What is it?" Badou tried hard to make his mind come alive and began to think from the perspective of others. What would he think if he was Liu Shoucai...

If I were Liu Shoucai, I would have eaten several "Meditative Red Spirits". This was the first idea of ​​Ba Dou. Then he immediately rejected it. According to Liu Shoucai's stingy look, eating a "Meditative Red Spirit" is no different from robbing his wife. Besides, the side effects of that thing on Liu Shoucai were also that Liu Shoucai would never eat it as a sugar bean.

So, to arrange a formation? Then Badou shook his head again. It was harder than the English ABCD if he didn't know this thing himself.

Is there any other way to find out where this crisis is?

Badou thought about whether Liu Shoucai would go directly to escape? Then he thought hard and found that the possibility was the greatest!

...

Badou decided to give up thinking from Liu Shoucai's perspective, but he thought about how many years he had been in this city. Apart from Liu Shoucai, there was no other person who knew how to deal with such things. Badou only knew that Liu Shoucai knew many people, especially in this regard. The most controversial thing was that Liu Shoucai went to those so-called big temples, and Taoist temples didn't have to spend money to buy tickets.

So what should I do now?

Badou used his elm-wood head to kill his brain cells, hoping to find a way, because the battle situation in front of him became more and more intense, and the corpse king could not be unilaterally abused, but Xiaobai did not take much advantage.

Puchi!

The only right hand left by the corpse king no longer penetrated Xiaobai. Instead, he grabbed Xiaobai's feathers and bent his wrist. First, there was a creaking sound when the steel was forcibly bent, and then a handful of blood spurted out.

A strand of feather was held in the palm of the corpse king's hand, as if it was stimulated. Xiaobai's blood flowed into the corpse king's mouth. Its blood is now full of merit, and it is the nemesis of this kind of yin and cold thing.

Oh!!!

The corpse king seemed to be poured on his face by a pot of hot oil, making a violent cry, regressing in pain, covering half of the blue smoke-emitting face with one hand, and a ferocious look in his blue eyes. It can be foreseeable how embarrassed the corpse king is at this moment!

Xiaobai laughed loudly, his left and right feet alternated, similar to the boxer's steps in the ring. His wings were clenched like martial arts masters, his left wings became palms, his right wings formed a fist, and his fists collided with each other, making a bang bang sound, and his mouth began to be humble again: "Little zombie, do you want to eat my blood? Spray your face and ruin your appearance! You don't sweep your urine to take a look. Can you drink Mr. Bai's blood? Hehe, Mr. Bai forgot

You little zombie is in trouble and has evolved into a corpse king. You have never drunk human blood! Tsk tsk, weird, weird, why don’t you go out to take a sip? As long as a living person is eaten by you, you will not be so fragile. What a pity, Mr. Bai has played enough now! He plans to kill you as supper. Although you are not a beautiful zombie, you are still half a corpse king at least, and the taste must be great! It’s enough for Mr. Bai to digest it for a long time!"

In fact, Xiaobai was also scared. If he hadn't just been crazy about swallowing the life-saving pills given by Liu Shoucai, it would be hard to say who would die or live now. So Xiaobai was also holding his breath and wanted to vent his corpse king.

Xiaobai was proud, his body's functions gradually recovered, and his strong body came back.

Just now, he was just a strand of hair pulled down by the corpse king. In the blink of an eye, the wound healed. Xiaobai would not find that he was about to become a bald chicken at this time, and was proudly announcing that victory was coming.

The corpse king is not low in wisdom. Although he is still a little inferior to ordinary people, he can understand the meaning in and out of vernacular language. That is an insult!

The Corpse King was annoyed, and anger began to influence it, and this emotion burned in its chest, very fierce. If it didn't vent, the Corpse King felt that he would be burned to ashes by the anger. The Corpse King let go of the claws that kept his face and tore it hard at the wound on his chest, as if he wanted to vent the anger out of it, but except for the sound of "crunching" steel friction, the Corpse King didn't pull anything out.

This emotion seemed to make Xiaobai crazy at the beginning. The corpse king whistled to the sky, and the only intact fang rose out a few centimeters again. The blood of the corpse king, which represented the sin, no longer flowed.

Its palm always holds Xiaobai's feathers, and there is a faint green fire on the feathers, which is Xiaobai's spiritual fire.

Half of the face of the Corpse King was burned by blood with merit, which was no different from being splashed with sulfuric acid. It was so ugly that it was so ugly that it was now even more impossible to see anyone.

But the corpse king didn't mind, and knew that the anger suddenly disappeared.

Xiaobai didn't notice that the originally strong corpse king suddenly became much shriveled, just like an inflatable doll that was half-empty.

The reason why I didn't feel it was because Xiaobai felt the other party's rising aura, and the sinful aura was constantly rising, and finally stayed at a critical point.

Xiaobai felt relieved, but fortunately he could still bear this critical point.

But at this moment, an incredible scene happened!

The corpse king raised Xiaobai's feathers high, stained with Xiaobai's flesh and blood. At this time, the corpse king turned his back to Baoshan. Somehow, the mountain peak behind him, which was not very high, suddenly became taller, and in an instant, it seemed infinitely elongated, turning into a giant peak that reached the sky.

In the seriousness of Xiaobai and Badou, a strong smell of blood suddenly floated in the air from one side of the mountain. The corpse king's still intact eye became brighter and brighter, and soon it looked like a blue light bulb, emitting a blue light, which looked extremely strange in the blood.

Xiaobai's mind was rumbling, but he couldn't find any records about this. He couldn't help but knock on his head. Has the ancestors encountered such a thing? Or has the ancestors of his own branch encountered it?

Not to mention that Xiaobai has never encountered this situation, even Liu Shoucai and Badou have never seen it.

It is speculated that the problem cannot be solved, so Xiaobai immediately decided to attack first. If the opponent does something strange, don’t watch the fun.

A life-and-death war is not a stage play!

Xiaobai's legs were on the ground at the same time, spread his wings, whistling, treating himself as a strong arrow that made a string, hitting the other party's head, and spreading his long beak, like a slightly opened blade of scissors, aiming at the other party's only half of his remaining neck! The sound was howling, and almost the moment it bounced up, a sonic boom sound was heard beside Xiaobai, deafening!
Chapter completed!