The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 487 The Night of the Full Moon
Jiaolong nodded, and calmly retreated behind Xie Wanrong, winking at Hongling.

Before Hong Ling transformed into a human form, she flew behind the coffin with her red feathers fluttering.

Those few black shadows saw that they continued to act unrepentantly, their dark eyes were like cheetahs, and their expressions were fierce.

"Kill them!" The woman in the lead roared out, leaped up into the air, and jumped in front of Jiaolong.

Following the woman's roar, four bloody sea beasts suddenly crawled out of the four square corners of the tomb.

They were covered in blood stains, their mouths were filled with muddy blood, they uttered low voices, and rushed towards them with bared teeth and claws.

Xie Wanrong threw out the Ziyu Seven Absolute Whip, and the fierce whip swept down, her strength increased, and the tail of the whip was like a sharp knife. When the whip went down, the sea beast let out a low cry, because it was bloody all over, and it couldn't be seen at all. Can't see the benefits of it.

"Roar!"

At the same time as the sea beast rushed towards her, the black shadow behind her finally lost her temper, and a ball of flames rose towards the sky.

Xie Wanrong's feet were nimble, and he retreated to one side, and with a thought, he immediately released the fire lion.

"Roar!!"

The fire lion has been in the spirit ring for a long time, and when he saw the battle, he swung his body excitedly, and the huge lion body stood in front of Xie Wanrong.

Its roar was obviously more deafening than the sea beast's growl, and it was full of power. It leaped with two hooves, and flew towards the black shadow.

Xie Wanrong quickly cast his gaze on Jiaolong Hongling, the woman in charge seemed to know Jiaolong's intentions, and the blades in her hands emerged one after another.

And Hongling had already transformed into a human form, hiding behind the coffin, quietly prying the coffin board.

Xie Wanrong knew that it was easy for Qi Jinghuan to deal with those shadows, so she walked quickly, like a startled shadow in the dark tomb, but in the blink of an eye, she moved to Hong Ling's side.

"Rong Rong, this coffin... I can't open it." Hong Ling's voice was extremely thin and cautious, and her pretty face showed a bit of anxiety.

Xie Wanrong squatted down and tentatively pushed the coffin, but did not move at all, but the heartbeat inside the coffin became stronger and stronger.

"Say! Who are you guys!" The cold voice of the leading woman sounded amidst the noisy fighting.

What responded to her was a flash of swords and swords.

But in a short time, Qi Jinghuan dealt with the sea beast and several black shadows. He was dressed elegantly, and his stern face was full of bloodthirsty madness.

Hair crowned and straight, with a circle of purple light around his deep pupils, he walked lazily, walking up the jade steps step by step.

At this time, in the entire tomb, there were only two people alive. The ground was covered with blood, and corpses were lying in a pool of blood. However, they did not realize that the blood flowing on the ground was moving towards the coffin's side strangely. Flowing in the direction, the reflective mirror above the coffin was slowly covered by a thin layer of blood.

"Elder Sister, it must have been done by the other three clans!" The other man yelled angrily, looking at the chilling man who was walking up in front of him, he couldn't help but backed away.

"Who else but them! Our duty is to guard until the last moment! Even if they live or die today, we must not let them open the coffin!" The woman's voice was shrill, hoarse and exhausted.

Her gaze suddenly turned to the light reflecting mirror above, and a crazily smile appeared on her ferocious face: "It's almost there! It's almost there!"

The blood energy is flowing into the coffin at an invisible speed. On the night of the full moon, the time has come!
(End of this chapter)