Jinlingyue

Chapter 731, Fierce battle against the world of mortals (77).

Rakshasa opened her mouth wide, and a large cloud surged in like a sea tide, and it seemed that it was about to drown Qiuyue and the others.

There seemed to be a lot of caterpillars surging inside the red cloud. These caterpillars crawled inside the red cloud, just like thousands of small fish and shrimps swimming fast in the sea.

"Strange! This dead thing seems to have hair growing inside its mouth, so strange."

Yan Yu looked at the fluff slowly flying out of Luocha girl's mouth like a black cloud meridian, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It turns out that this old thing has been cultivated to the point where the outside and the inside are the same, and the inside and outside are full of magical blue-haired skulls! Be careful, everyone dances the cloud knife and fairy sword."

Xueyue danced vigorously with a blood-red Nine Heavens Mingyue Knife, and Yu Zi did not forget to remind Qiuyue and the others, saying loudly.

"Eldest sister, Rakshasa in July! Rakshasa in July."

Qiuyue also danced a Nine Heavens Bright Moon Knife in an impenetrable way, constantly reminding Xueyue.

"First dance our cold moon, warm moon, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, moon, five directions and six dimensions, and the moon makes the universe circle, and pretends to be a giant of ghosts, gods, and demons."

Xueyue said to Qiuyue and the others while wielding the Xueyue Heavenly Knife.

"We must weave the Mingyue Celestial Immortal Net before this guy breathes out, so that she can show her true colors." Qiuyue added.

"The number eight in the sky is the honor, and the number nine in the earth is the king. The cold moon is in the sky, and the warm moon is returning to the earth. To capture Rakshasa alive, we must work harder!"

The Queen Mother never left, she took a few little fairies by the side all the time.

Maybe it's because of lingering fears, although she didn't play, she would point out Tiannv Qiyue from time to time.

The moonlight of blood, snow, black, blue, blue, purple, and indigo all opened up at once, wrapping the Rakshasa giantess in a colorful auspicious cloud.

Seven-color fairy clouds surround the Rakshasa head on all sides, like a huge colorful bag, slowly shrinking the mouth.

Under the pressure, the Caiyun pocket became tighter and tighter.

After a burst of creaking noises, Rakshasa girl's originally delicate and strange head became somewhat blurred due to being squeezed hard.

"Nine Heavens Colorful Cloud Bag! If you want to accept my old lady, you still need a little bit of strength."

Rakshasa was trapped by Qiuyue's immortal energy, Nianli, Caiyun and Koudai, her original plan was completely destroyed, and she was about to start fighting with her life.

"Sisters, be careful not to let her have a chance to breathe, everyone speed up."

Qiuyue looked at the increasingly smaller head of Rakshasa, and kept reminding everyone.

Rakshasa was strangled half to death, and became more and more annoyed.

Damn it, if I, Rakshasa, were captured alive by a bunch of you brats, would I still have the face to hang out in the interstellar sea?

No, I have to give them some color to see.

Thinking so, the Rakshasa girl sacrificed her soul from the nerve endings helplessly.

Black iron and bronze wires as thin as needlepoints began to grow wildly in her head like grass.

"Sisters, we need to increase the output of soul power! This old witch may have to fight to the death."

Misty Rain sensed the movement of Rakshasa girl's head, and quickly reminded the other sisters.

"Hahahaha! I only know now, it's too late."

There are more and more black iron and bronze wires growing wildly like weeds in the head of the Raksha girl, and they grow from the inside to the outside of the head in a short while.

These dark iron and bronze threads seem to be grass in spring, and like willow threads in March, and after a while, they gradually support the small pocket of colorful fairy cloud in July.

"Hahahaha, let me show you your breastfeeding strength! You big bag of seven-color fairy cloud, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold my head like a copper wall. Hahahaha!"

Rakshasa girl felt that the weeds in her head were about to burst the seven-color fairy cloud bag, so she yelled loudly.

"If you want the Jedi to fight back, just dream!"

Misty Rain felt that Rakshasa's blue silk magic was mutating, like millions of small and hard embroidery needles, constantly poking their colorful cloud pockets, so she couldn't help but shouted loudly.

While shouting, he kept pouring out all the fairy energy and spiritual power in his body onto the seven-color fairy cloud pocket.

At this moment, a giant of Rakshasa has already turned into a strange shape like a hedgehog with thorns all over its body.

The door of the heart is closed, the five aggregates cannot live, and the four elements are empty.

She has long been unable to hear or feel all the sounds and crises from the outside world.

Long... long... long!

Her magic steel blue hair continued to grow crazily.

"Porf...! Porf...!"

A small hole was punctured by Rakshasa girl's steel needle in the colorful fairy cloud bag, and there were a few slight deflated lingering sounds as if it was beginning to leak air.

"My boy, I really broke my pockets of fairy energy, spiritual power and colorful clouds!"

Yuyan also exclaimed in surprise.

"Sister, my side is broken too."

Shuiyue obviously felt that her strength was not enough, and her body began to shake.

"Qilin, bless Shuiyue with some fairy energy. Hurry up!"

Yuyan and sister Shuiyue were relatively close together, and she also felt that Shuiyue's physical, fairy, and spiritual power disappeared at a rapid speed, so she ordered Qilin to help without hesitation.

In July, apart from Blood Moon, Autumn Moon and Misty Rain, the rest of April are struggling to support.

"This guy, I didn't expect to make her bigger."

The Queen Mother took a few fairies who were young and never left, watching her children from a distance pay more attention to the Rakshasa girls who she once dismissed.

She felt very uncomfortable.

He wanted to go forward to help, but he was worried that his consciousness and wisdom would be polluted by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa girl. He was hesitant, and she was so anxious that she kept walking up and down on the cloud lotus flower, not knowing what to do. !
"Where is Qingniu? Where is Dali? Where is Xiaotian?"

Knowing that Rakshasa was about to turn over, Yanyu immediately called for her Dharma Protector.

"Miss! Don't worry, we will give you divine power immediately."

The Vigorous Ghost King rushed over first, with a gust of crunching wind.

"You all go up, put on the seven-month magic bag of colorful fairy energy and spiritual power! Stomp her feet hard for me."

Misty Rain said loudly.

"It makes sense! All the heavens obey the order, go up, and trample this old hag to death!" Qiuyue heard Misty Yu's crooked move, ordered her heavenly soldiers and heavenly future to come, and shouted hoarsely.

"Making love……!"

Following Qiuyue's order, the seven-color fairy cloud pouch, which had grown to the size of Rakshasa's previous head, left countless fairy footprints in an instant.

"Ah...! You little Jiuyou who kills thousands of knives, do you beat like this? You don't talk about martial arts at all!"

Inside the pocket of Colorful Fairy Cloud, a tragic cry spread across the entire sky in an instant, and the densely packed steel needles that had already pierced the pocket gradually shrank back into the pocket.

As the pockets became smaller and smaller, the gods and Buddhas of the gods stomped madly because of their forgetfulness, and all stumbled and fell into the world of mortals.

(End of this chapter)