Small town adventure

Chapter 587 A Line of Blood

As soon as those big and small Buddha characters touched the mass of golden and black air that wrestled together, a layer of white air "sizzling" came out, which could not penetrate at all. Surprised, in desperation, unable to manage that much anymore, he suddenly bit his finger, ejected a line of blood, and flew straight towards the Zijin Bowl. With extraordinary splendor, the entire body of the bowl suddenly became many times larger, the humming and roaring sound was endless, the figure paused slightly, stopped turning, turned its momentum, and suddenly slammed into the cloud of golden and black air.

There was a loud bang, and I felt that the whole world was shaking. Taoist priest Wu Yazi staggered several times before he stopped.

Shui'er exclaimed and fell to the ground.

Right now, however, he didn't care about these things, Taoist Wu Yazi glanced at Shui'er eagerly, his hands moved continuously, and at some point, a large Tai Chi pattern had condensed, faintly emitting a cold brilliance.

"Hey!" Daoist Wu Yazi yelled, and the Tai Chi pattern came out of his hand, joining the already chaotic battle group.

For some reason, after the Tai Chi pattern flew towards the cloud of golden and black air, the world suddenly became quiet, even the strong wind stopped whistling, and the whole world was as quiet as the end of the world.

After a moment of silence, the entanglement of the golden and black air suddenly stopped. Daoist Wu Yazi looked at this scene, and couldn't help frowning slightly, revealing a puzzled look.

Before he could figure out why, the ball of golden and black air suddenly exploded, and exploded with a "poof", setting off a huge wave of air, flying sand and rocks, grass and trees flying randomly, unable to see things, Wu Yazi said Chang and Shui'er didn't have any defenses at all, they were overturned several times by the blast of air, and finally stopped, both of them were in a panic.

Shui'er rubbed his eyes that were blurred by the wind and dust, and looked around in panic, but he never saw the figure of Taoist priest Wu Yazi. In addition, the air wave has not subsided, and the surroundings are full of grass, trees, sand and stones. , I can't see anything at all.

"Grandpa! Where are you? What happened? Why did you become like this?" Shui'er panicked.

"I'm here! It's not far in front of you. Don't move around for the time being. I don't know if it's time for the eight extremes and eight desolations. I don't know if it has been destroyed by the scholar and ghost. Right now, the poor can't do it." What is the situation?" Taoist Priest Wu Yazi said in a flustered tone.

Shui'er responded, and tried her best to glance at the direction that Taoist Wu Yazi said, but she still couldn't see anything, so she had to give up.

It took about another 10 minutes before the storm subsided.Shui'er only felt that these 10 minutes were longer than a year, and looked up again to see the Taoist priest Wu Yazi standing less than ten meters away from him, motionless.

"Grandpa...Grandpa?" Shui'er called several times, but no response was seen from Taoist Wu Yazi. He stared straight ahead, opened his mouth slightly, and hurriedly followed his gaze. At some point, the originally entangled golden and black energy had long since disappeared, but all he could see was The misty mountains in the dark night...

(End of this chapter)