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Chapter 271 Lei Ling's Terrifying Strength

A purple thunderbolt descended from the sky with a mighty momentum, just like the end of the world.

Paul Dracula was amazed.

He really couldn't imagine that the little Lei Ling could trigger such a terrifying attack.

Weng~
The blood moon trembled.

Endless bursts of suction.

The purple thunder started to turn around and flew towards the blood moon.

Noisy!
The purple thunder was swallowed by the blood moon.

The corner of Paul Dracula's mouth turned up, and he looked at Lei Ling with disdain.

He was really humiliated by his surprise just now, and he was almost scared.

"call out--"

Lei Ling let out a relatively long cry.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of thunder kept ringing.

The dark clouds above the sky began to roll, and patches of purple light diffused out, and the frightening pressure overwhelmingly suppressed it.

The first to bear the brunt was Paul Dracula. He was originally floating in midair, but now under the pressure, he was forced to fall to the ground, and his body trembled slightly.

Cheng Yao, Xuan Yue, and Lydia Karina were directly pressed to the ground by the terrifying pressure.

However, none of the three of them cared about the physical pressure, but looked at Lei Ling standing in front of Wang Xian with disbelieving eyes.

Cheng Yao's mouth grew big, and she couldn't believe it and said, "Is that Xiao Lingling?"

"probably?"

Xuan Yue was a little dizzy.

She also couldn't believe that the Lei Ling in front of her who showed great power was the same Lei Ling who chased Wang Xian for food all day long, lay in the thunder pond and basked in the sun, and could do nothing but be cute.

"Gods are gods after all, even in childhood!"

Lydia Karina looked at Lei Ling devoutly.

On the other side, Paul Dracula's complexion also changed.

He looked at the clouds above the sky, which had turned into purple clouds all over the sky, and felt anxious.

"call out--"

Lei Ling's cry sounded again.

In an instant.

Countless purple thunderbolts emerged from the clouds.

Ten ways?

Baidao?

Or Qiandao?

countless!
Densely packed!

All eyes are purple thunder.

The whole world is rendered purple.

"rise!"

Paul Dracula raised his hands high, the blood moon rose slowly, and the suction of the explosion became even stronger.

Noisy!
Noisy!
Noisy!
Waves of purple thunder were sucked into the blood moon.

but!

Purple Thunder is too much.

Purple thunderbolts continuously drilled out of the clouds.

Click!

Click!

There was a slight cracking sound.

In the thunderous sound of the busy day, the cracking sound was insignificant, but it made Paul Dracula's face change drastically.

The blood moon split open.

This is the second time!
Paul Dracula's face was extremely ugly.

When he fought against the Pope of the Illuminati Church, the deadly rival, the blood moon never split, but on this eastern land, the blood moon split twice.

Once it was Wang Xian.

Another time it turned out to be Wang Xian's pet.

That's hard for Paul Dracula to take.

Could it be that he is not as good as one of Wang Xian's pets?
"die!"

With a roar, Paul Dracula gave up urging the blood moon, and the fleshy wings behind him quickly lined up, turning into a blood-colored brilliance and rushing towards Wang Xian.

Wang Xian must die today!
"Shhhhh-"

Lei Ling's voice sounded again.

Those purple thunder spirits rushing towards the blood moon suddenly merged in mid-air, turning into a purple dragon in an instant.

"Roar!"

The purple dragon let out a roar, its thick tail twitched in the air, cut through the space instantly, and appeared in front of Paul Dracula's incarnation of bloody brilliance.

boom!
The bloody brilliance was instantly scattered by the purple dragon's tail.

Squeak!
The blood-colored brilliance scattered in all directions turned into blood-colored bats, suppressing them with sharp beaks, and screaming sharply, and continued to rush towards Wang Xian relentlessly.

"call out--"

Lei Ling let out a soft cry again.

"Roar!"

The purple dragon in mid-air let out a roar that shook the sky, its huge body shook slightly, and suddenly disappeared in place.

When the purple dragon appeared again, it had already arrived in front of Wang Xian, coiled up, and tightly protected Wang Xian's eyes.

The huge and majestic dragon head stared at the bloody bats.

The blood-colored bats probably didn't expect the purple dragon to appear like this, maybe they didn't react, or maybe they did, but they didn't have time to stop, bumping into the purple dragon's hovering body one by one.

It's sizzling!

It's sizzling!

What is the purple dragon?
It is formed by the condensation of countless purple thunders. What good consequences can those flesh-and-blood bats collide with it?
One by one was directly wiped out by the ashes of the electricity.

Not all the blood-colored bats collided with the thunder body of the purple dragon, but a few escaped.

The escaped blood-colored bats quickly flew together and merged into a larger bat.

A bloody light flashed, and the figure of Paul Dracula reappeared.

At this time, Paul Dracula's originally pale face was even paler, as if covered with a layer of white face, without the slightest trace of blood.

His body was also trembling, his clothes were even more tattered, and his hair and eyebrows became mutilated.

"what!"

Paul Dracula looked at the purple dragon and the thunder spirit on the dragon's head, and let out endless roars.

He hates it!
He hated the insult Wang Xian gave him.

I hate Wang Xian for having such a powerful pet by his side.

I also hate myself for being incompetent, I can't even kill Wang Xian who is sleeping!

"Come out, don't care about life and death, and kill the 'immortal king' with all your strength!"

Paul Dracula snorted.

brush!
brush!
brush!
A series of figures appeared, holding sharp weapons, rushing towards Wang Xian.

In the distance, a low and mysterious incantation sounded.

That's the mage chanting a spell!
And the magic that needs to be chanted is at least advanced magic!
More importantly, there were a lot of people chanting spells, and the violent magic fluctuations made the space start to distort.

"Little Lingling, you must protect uncle!"

Cheng Yao yelled at Lei Ling on top of the purple dragon.

"Wh-wh-"

Lei Ling turned to look at Cheng Yao, yelled at her, and patted his fat chest, as if leaving it to me, you are relieved.

"Pfft!"

Cheng Yao was directly amused by Lei Ling's appearance.

"I really didn't expect that Wang Xian would have such a hole card by his side." Xuan Yue said with a light smile.

"Uncle, it's true. He hid such a big hole card and didn't tell us. It made us worry for nothing. When he recovers, we must teach him a lesson!"

Cheng Yao clenched her fist and said angrily.

"En! When he recovers, teach him a lesson!"

Xuan Yue looked at Wang Xian who was protected by the purple dragon, and said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Xuan Yue murmured silently again: "But we have to wait for him..."

Is the ancient curse really that easy to break?

(End of this chapter)