Arad's crooked savior

Shu Mo knew that she was weak and the weakest one here. She followed Sister Mo Mei obediently and took photos of things worth recording with the Polaroid camera she just got.

Cameras are really convenient. The world outside must be more interesting.

After the black anemone died, several tentacles appeared. They were more than ten meters long, as thick as arms, with a translucent skin and a layer of mucus. They were very evil.

Shu Mo quickly took a photo of the black anemone. After taking the photo, she endured the feeling of nausea and took another look. She found that the dead tentacles of the anemone just surrounded her in a circle.

Shu Mo suddenly realized that the anemone was coming for me.

She never thought that she would become the target of the enemy's attack. Then she thought about it and realized that she was the weakest one in the team.

Well, if you pinch me, you can be regarded as pinching a soft persimmon.

"The boss is right." Mo Mei smiled, and she didn't seem surprised at all that Shu Mo would be attacked by surprise. This was the reason why she strengthened the defense of the mind shield before.

The boss came directly to the Dark Island without hiding his tracks. The powerful monsters, especially the Five Monsters, could not fail to understand this. This means that the bone needles of the demon king used by Ursula failed.

Under this premise, the monsters dared to attack the boss and put a large number of strong men to attract attention. There are only two possibilities. The monsters want to use numbers to kill the boss in one fell swoop, and there are other secrets worthy of the transcendent.

Combined with the clear purpose of the attack by the black anemone just now, there is only one answer, Shu Mo's true identity was discovered by the monsters.

Lopez's goal is the seal of heaven, and he also wants to lure the tiger away from the mountain. The other monsters are preparing to steal the trumpet of the fog god.

"In a sense, they are going to steal the account?" Xiaoyu teased, and her slender fingers pinched a karma fire talisman.

The seemingly light talisman cannot be stopped by any means. It passed through the lightning, wind and huge waves, and accurately landed on the head of the monster covered with black scales.

Boom!

The karma fire instantly ignited the body of the monster. The bright karma fire, like the scorching sun, had no scorching temperature, but the monster struggled violently. Fire was coming out of the gaps of each scale. In a few breaths, every drop of blood and every bone of the monster was burned clean from the inside out.

"Be careful, there is a serious transcendent hiding nearby. Who's coming?" The world in Hiat's eyes had turned into silk threads of different colors. She pulled out the causal line from a drop of blood from the monster.

Yue Na smiled and joked, "There are also some transcendents who are not serious."

"It's not just the transcendents who are not serious. Isn't there a piece of sugar cane that pulls the lower limit of God very low?" Feng Ying complained sharply, shook off the dirty blood on the Qianhua Sword, and squinted her eyes and wanted to expel him from the list of gods.

No matter what way it is, the existence of a transcendent has its extraordinary excellence and must not be underestimated.

But it was a bit unkind for a group of demigods close to the divine realm to attack a transcendent, so if anyone wanted to hone their skills, they might gain a little by lowering their realm and fighting with him.

Yue Na pointed her finger at her snow-white and smooth chin, and suddenly had a brilliant idea, and recommended: "Or, let Crazy Bear try it."

Crazy Bear is not a transcendent bear, she is a magic item constructed by the little witch with cloth, cotton, magic, and the soul of the little bear. The contract is different from Sophie and Astra, so they cannot enter the transcendent realm together.

But as long as Yimi Wu allows, Crazy Bear can borrow the little witch's transcendent power and present a pseudo-transcendent state.

"I think it's not bad, Crazy Bear, go ahead, I will lend you my power." Yimi Wu rarely disagreed with Yue Na.

Crazy Bear, go and catch the five monsters who are eyeing the monsters, and slap them to death.

"I can also lend you my original dragon blade." Sophie handed the dragon blade that could change its shape at will to Crazy Bear, and let it change into the weapon it liked.

Then Mo Mei added a layer of mind protection and wind breath to Crazy Bear, and its speed became faster. Xiaoyu gave it a layer of lightning blessing of the dragon, and Fengying added an extra layer of cherry blossom sword energy on the dragon blade.

Yue Na originally wanted to add an archangel's blessing to Crazy Bear, but was seriously rejected by Yimi Wu. I can do it, our powers are conflicting.

True preference is given to Bear.

The original dragon blade turned into a dragon-powered long stick. Crazy Bear performed a few beautiful stick techniques, and the whole body exuded a transcendent breath. Then, under the guidance of Hiat, he found the hidden monster and smashed the sea that seemed normal with a stick.

sᴛᴏ𝟻𝟻.ᴄᴏᴍ

Boom!

The moment it fell, the waves rolled up thousands of feet, the sky collapsed and the earth split, exposing the dark seabed. A blood-red trident rushed out from it and hit the stick. Then, one after another, the demonic chains flew out from the depths of the seabed and trapped the crazy bear.

The crazy bear was extremely powerful, and he raised his stick to sweep and shattered the demonic chains.

"You actually found me..."

A huge human-shaped demon shadow had its head above the sky, its waist penetrated the world, and its snake tail dragged in the deep sea. It was far from knowing its end, as if it was going to circle the world, full of indescribable demonic nature.

Yaksha!

One of the five demons mentioned by Ursula, a terrifying demon that has existed since the Battle of the White Sea. It usually looks like a human body with a snake tail, and its face is ugly and ferocious. It has caused many marine disasters in the God Realm, swallowing up countless coastal cities and residents, and was finally sealed into the land of disaster by Mal.

Crazy Bear did not look at the terrifying Yaksha in front of him, but swung his stick to hit a seemingly empty place, like a bear-raising war god. Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing was deafening, lightning and sparks appeared in the void, and then a dazzling light burst out.

Yaksha is good at manipulating water and can condense water into illusions. The Yaksha with its head poking into the clouds is just an illusory projection.

Under the guidance of the causal thread of Hiat, no matter how strong the magic is, it cannot hide its true core. It was knocked out by Crazy Bear with a stick.

The exposed Yaksha is like an ancient mountain, swallowing the lightning flashing in the sky with its mouth open, waving the trident with surging demonic energy and fighting fiercely with Crazy Bear. Every blow tore the sky apart, revealing the dark starry sky outside.

Both of them stood in the sea of ​​the God Realm. When they fought, they were like meteorites that could destroy civilizations and smashed into the ocean, stirring up a huge wave and storm that swept across the God Realm. The heavy spring and the white sea that were suppressed by the super-level fluctuations were shaking violently.

Ordinary people also saw the sky changing wildly in the distance, sometimes blood red, sometimes demon green, and then the sky was bright and clear, peaceful and peaceful, and there were several changes in a breath.

The battle between the Crazy Bear and the Yaksha was evenly matched. The bear and the Yaksha collided, swallowing the mountains and rivers, and were extremely arrogant. Astra even cast a look.

Astra had killed the demon crocodile, and after the bloody battle, he turned it into charcoal with a breath.

The body of the Crazy Bear glowed with the light of mind several times. If it weren't for Mo Mei's protection, its furry body would have been torn to pieces and cotton would have come out.

Yaksha was also hit on the shoulder by the Crazy Bear with a stick, his bones shattered, blood rained, and his tall body broke down at once.

"It's not advisable to stay for long. They haven't made a move yet." Yaksha looked at Shu Mo with his cold eyes, secretly thinking it was a pity. If it weren't for Mahnawa and the other five monsters who had more important tasks, they should have come together this time.

Taking away the will of the God of Mist to separate, there will be a chance to control the God of Mist.

As for Largo, that guy has been very strange recently. It seems that he has hurt the origin of the monster. His condition is not as good as before. He is equivalent to a waste.

"Let's go and find another future."

Yaksha quickly made up his mind, swung the bloody trident, knocked away the attack of the crazy bear, and turned around and left. It is a monster but not a fool. The plan failed, and it can't stay here for long.

After all, the crazy bear is not a real transcendent. Facing the Yaksha who is determined to leave, he can't stop it with all his strength. He is so anxious that he bites off a large piece of Yaksha's tail meat.

Ao!

Yaksha screamed, extremely annoyed, and wanted to slap the crazy bear to death.

"Since you're here, just die here. You've caused trouble in Baihai before, and you need a blood sacrifice to pay it back." Feng Ying made her move. A bright moon hung in the sky. At first, it was indescribably peaceful and serene, but in an instant, millions of divine rays burst out, piercing through the sky and the earth.

The body of Yaksha was split into two halves by her sword vertically, and it quickly reassembled in a strong sense of horror, but blood was still flowing from the center of the eyebrows.

"Light clouds emerge from the moon and the wind is quiet on a night..."

Under the bright moonlit night sky, Feng Ying was independent and isolated from the world. Feixian's sword was like a bright moon falling from the sky, cutting off the body and soul of Yaksha, this time it was cut horizontally.

"Speaking of which, I still haven't figured out the second half of this poem." Feng Ying muttered after putting away the sword. The wind is quiet at night, with her and Ye Lin's surnames, the second half is not easy to figure out.

Feng Ying herself is a bad namer, so that's it.