The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1483 Cut off your arm

When I lamented the ruthlessness of the Dao, the complaining mother had already completed her transformation.

At this time, the image of the complaining mother has become hideous, on the pale face in the black mist, there is daunting blood remaining in the corner of the mouth, just smiling evilly, looking at Mulu Mountain Soul.

I don't know the psychology of Mulu Mountain Soul at this moment. Anyway, my psychology is a hairy feeling, hairy, with the natural fear of ghosts, which is the fear deep in my heart.

I swear I haven't felt this way for a long time. When I was very young, I had this feeling, that kind of cold feeling, as if my whole body fell into an ice cellar, and it appeared here again at this time.

"Your heart is afraid."

Bai Ruohan's voice came into my mind again, the suet jade on my chest vibrated, and the warm white light bathed my heart, bringing me waves of warmth.

After taking a breather, I finally understood that sometimes, it's not that you should sympathize with the other party, but that the other party has no sympathy at all.

It's terrible for this mother to incarnate evil for the sake of her child, but she no longer has her original intentions, that is to say, no matter whether she can deal with Mulu Mountain Soul or not, she will deal with me after the battle is over.

And Mulu Mountain Soul will also attack me without mercy.

What Bai Ruohan said is right, I should sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight at this time, because the hatred of Mulu Mountain Soul is the first priority at this time.

Just like many evil spirits who avenged themselves, when they killed their enemies, they would also vent their anger on other people. At that time, none of the people present could survive the disaster.

The soul of Mulu Mountain is emitting a purple aura at this moment. It is not the aura of our ascetics' purple aura coming from the east, but the evil aura that wins the hook arm. This kind of purple aura is naturally not weaker than our golden light soaring to the sky. The power of their zombies.

Corpse aura criss-crossed, showing no sign of weakness in the face of the huge grievances of the complaining mother, Ying Gou clenched his fist tightly with his arms, squeezed the air in his palm, and made an angry explosion sound.

The black mist dissipated into strands of black gossamer in an instant, like monsters with snake bodies and tadpole heads, swimming between the complaining mother and the winning hook arm.

Those long tadpoles bumped into the arm of the hook, as if an earthworm had found a crack in the soft ground and burrowed into it.

And Mulu Mountain Soul let out a long howl...

Well, his face was a bit distorted, like a deer, but also like a human, the human face and the deer face changed one after another, constantly intertwined.

It can be seen that Mulu Mountain Soul is not as powerful as imagined at this time, at least he is very painful and struggling at this time.

"Little complaining mother, dare to show off in front of my zombie ancestor?"

Mulu Shanhun's voice suddenly changed, becoming majestic and domineering.

Bai Ruohan chuckled softly, and said in a low voice to me: "Yo, he's starting to act like a tiger, but it's not difficult for him to get rid of these tens of thousands of souls. This is just to create momentum for himself. I can see this thing when I close my eyes. An evil spirit like the mother dares to abuse him without seeing it."

The soul of Mulu Mountain was furious, his purple arm suddenly twisted, and white hairs suddenly burst out from the arm, protruding out of the arm like needles.

When those white fine hairs protruded from the purple arms, black threads of tadpoles were instantly tied out.

Those snake-like gases meandered and turned into strands of black steam, leaving the hook arm in an instant.

But at this moment, the dark mist still appeared on Mulu Mountain Soul's face, and the human and deer faces were still intertwined.

Ying Goubi suddenly raised his hand, scratched Mulu Shanhun's face, then yanked fiercely, and shouted angrily, "Get out, Lao Tzu!"

With this roar, a pitch-black figure was pulled out by Ying Gou's arm, and he staggered two steps.

I looked at that figure in surprise. There was a big dent in the abdomen, and there were clear fingerprints on the neck. This is clearly the figure of the complaining mother. When did she rush into the body of Mulu Mountain Soul?
Is this the soul of the complaining mother?What a weird soul, I can no longer tell which level of ghost it is, it seems to have surpassed the category of ghosts and gods.

What should I do if such a weird trick falls on me?
It's a pity that I didn't have time to think about it, the figure of the complaining mother quickly retreated into the black mist, the face of the complaining mother in the black mist seemed to be alive, and laughed again.

This laughter was particularly terrifying, as if someone was whimpering softly in the dark night sky.

Then, the resentful mother and the black mist around her rushed towards Mulu Mountain Soul.

At this time, the complaining mother is like a black ball, the black mist is covering her body surface, dragging a long tail, and a virtual version of Mars hitting the earth is staged in front of me.

The huge mass of resentment rushes towards Mulu Mountain Soul rapidly, and the arm of Mulu Mountain Soul's winning hook becomes thicker several times in an instant, and punches fiercely at the mass of resentment.

Bai Ruohan's voice suddenly came to my ears at this moment: "The opportunity is here, hurry up, get ready!"

I immediately shivered, and the dark sword appeared in my hand.

"Stupid, use the evil-proof golden knife."

Bai Ruohan shouted.

I hurriedly put on the little golden knife to ward off evil spirits.

Bai Ruohan said quickly: "When I yell, you rush up and cut off the arm of the hook!"

I nodded hurriedly: "OK."

Then I focused my attention on the collision between the complaining mother and the Mulu mountain soul.

At this time, the mother-resentment gathered the resentment spirit air mass and had come to the huge Yinggou arm. The air mass did not directly hit the arm of Yinggou. With a big mouth like a basin, he swallowed the winning hook arm directly.

And the hook arm of Ying seemed to have punched into the cotton ball, but the edge of the cotton ball was still jagged.

The grieving mother's two rows of white and blood-stained teeth clenched fiercely, directly biting Yinggouarm.

Ying hooked his arms back violently, but found that he seemed to be bitten by a mad dog, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the complaining mother.

And the grieving mother also seemed to play with his life, as if she had to bite off the hook arm before she would give up.

At the moment when Kuanmu and Ying Goubi were at a stalemate, Bai Ruohan yelled angrily: "Come on, cut off your arm!"

I've been waiting for this moment, and when I heard Bai Ruohan's order, I immediately stepped forward and flew forward, holding up the small golden knife to ward off evil spirits, and quickly came between the two warring parties, and slashed at Yinggou's arm fiercely. .

'poof'

There was a sound of piercing the skin, and I looked at my little golden knife to ward off evil and smiled wryly. His uncle, this knife is too small. For the thick hook arm, cutting it like this is like a fruit knife. Like a leg, the feeling has passed through before the skin is cut.

(End of this chapter)