A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 375 Deadly Transformation 7
Xiao Muli had expected it a long time ago, and moved away silently, secretly praying that he would not be a small fish in a pond who was affected by innocence.

However, the more happy you think, the more reality will be against you.

The female corpse struggled for a while, but seeing no effect, her hands were imprisoned by the invisible light, and her feet were still standing in the crystal coffin, unable to move, so she immediately changed her strategy.

There was a flash of red in her eyes, and she became ruthless immediately.

The eyes are wide open, staring as big as a copper bell, looking for the surrounding crystals.

Not long after, a gleam of joy flashed in the female corpse's eyes, and she fixed her eyes on a certain piece of crystal containing spiritual energy without blinking. Not long after, two streams of black-red horrible liquid flowed out from her eyes.

The liquid carried a pungent fishy smell, spreading towards the surroundings.

The liquid quickly turned into mist, covering her eyes, and then, her eyes glowed red, and a trace of evil spirit full of coldness hit the crystal directly!

The entire palace shook for a moment, the light suddenly dimmed, and the surrounding area was filled with a thick chill, as if the aura of the crystal had been absorbed by the eyes of the female corpse.

This yin and cold air was invisible, but because the female corpse's obsession was too heavy, and she hit it with all her strength, it turned into substance. Xiao Muli could see a trace of black and red air coming out of the female corpse's eyes with his naked eyes.

"Don't let her destroy the formation!" Lan Xizi used two minds, one hand still resting on the forehead of the female corpse, desperately pressing the crescent stone towards her forehead, while the other hand imprisoned the female corpse's body, preventing her from Chance to escape.

Seeing the appearance of the female corpse, his expression changed, and he immediately guessed the plan of the female corpse, but he couldn't make a move, so he had to shout loudly at Xiao Muli.

Xiao Muli was a smart person, so he immediately understood what Lan Xizi meant, and hurriedly used the technique of controlling water.

The cold power of the female corpse was very fast, but Xiao Muli's speed was even faster, and the two powers collided quickly and devoured each other.

Xiao Muli couldn't help adding a little more spiritual power, the female corpse had just formed, and the cold air was not enough, but Xiao Muli was different, although the water spiritual energy here was not sufficient, it was still enough to deal with the female corpse.

It didn't take long for the two to stand in a stalemate, the cold air was wrapped in ice, and quickly froze into ice cubes. Xiao Muli's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he jumped up on the spot, quickly reached out to catch the ice cube, and then made a perfect spin in mid-air , and quickly retreated to the periphery of the formation.

This action is lengthy to say, but everything happened in an instant, Xiao Muli was very nervous, for fear that if there was a slight mistake, the formation would be touched by the female corpse.

Now standing in a safe place, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking up at Lan Xizi, I saw that the crescent stone was surrounded by soft light, constantly changing its shape, and finally turned into a sharp awl. Lan Xizi's eyes flashed, he turned his heart horizontally, and pointed the awl towards the forehead of the female corpse To stab.

The sharp awl pierced the female corpse's forehead bit by bit, and the female corpse struggled violently.

"Ah!" The piercing screams of the female corpse reverberated throughout the palace, shaking Xiao Muli's chest with tightness and discomfort, a look of unbearable flashed across his face, he couldn't help but raised his hands to cover his ears.

Lan Xizi's condition was even worse than hers. The veins in his hands were bulging, and his face twitched from time to time. It could be seen that he was enduring great pain and struggling, and two lines of tears flowed from his still clear eyes.

But soon this kind of contradictory struggle was replaced by determination. Regardless of the tears in his eyes, Lan Xizi made up his mind, added a little more force in his hands, and pushed the awl forward inch by inch with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)