Digitalization of the World

Chapter 272: Return

One after another, the silhouettes rushed towards Wang Xian who was protected by the purple dragon.

"call out--"

Lei Ling let out a cry with disdain.

The skirt of the purple dragon circling up suddenly stretched out.

boom!

The huge body directly knocked those figures out.

Crackling!

Every figure that was knocked out was wrapped in a tiny purple thunder.

The tiny purple thunder, like a tarsal maggot, clings to those people tightly, causing them to constantly have damage values coming out of their heads.

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Those injury figures are all ‘zero’.

Zero damage?

Is the defense of those people high?

Not!

Is the damage of Purple Thunder low?

Not!

It's because those people have triggered their blood lock skills now!

Three seconds later.

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The damage numbers that appeared on the top of those people's heads began to change, and five-digit damage appeared one by one.

Such injury directly caused those people to instantly turn into corpses and fell on the ground.

Another three seconds passed.

The corpses that fell on the ground began to glow softly, and the bottomed health quickly returned to full value.

They are resurrected.

This is the Dragon Kingdom. They are people from a foreign country. After death, they can only be resurrected on the spot. Even if you are not there, you will be forcibly resurrected!

This is the punishment for a foreigner to enter another country!

"Roar!"

The purple dragon roars.

It seemed to be angry, why didn't these ants be killed by him!

Boom!

The thunder sounded again.

The clouds on the sky rolled up again.

A series of purple thunders fell from the sky, slashing at those people.

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Every time a purple thunder struck those people, a six-figure amount of damage would emerge from their heads.

Although it has just reached six figures, it is enough to take away all their health.

Those people once again turned into corpses and fell to the ground.

Three seconds later.

Those people are resurrected again.

"Roar!"

The purple dragon roars.

The scene just now reappears.

However, this time after those people were struck by the purple thunder, their bodies either turned into coke or turned into fly ash, and only a few people's bodies became completed corpses and fell to the ground.

Another three seconds later.

The very few people stood up again.

"Roar!"

The roar came again.

"Holy words! Hell! Those are ghosts! How can you believe them?"

A person finally made his last voice in this world.

Then, he was hit by a purple thunder, and he was wiped out!

Since then.

Of all the assassins, only Paul Dracula remained.

When the Purple Dragon summoned Thunder, he did not let Paul Dracula go, but the blood moon on Paul Dracula's head, the thunder that struck him was absorbed by the blood moon, and he had nothing to do.

Although Paul Dracula was fine, the blood moon above his head was full of cracks, and thick blood dripped from the cracks in the blood moon.

Noisy!

Like the terrifying sulfuric acid, the blood flowing out of the blood moon dripped on the earth, corroding the earth.

As the purple thunder swallowed by the blood moon more and more, the cracks on the blood moon became more and more right.

In the end, the entire blood moon was covered with dense cracks, just like a knocked porcelain.

"Woohoo~"

A miserable voice sounded.

It seemed that the blood moon was wailing.

Wow----

Finally, the blood moon could no longer swallow the purple thunder and completely shattered.

"what--"

The first person among them was Paul Dracula under the blood moon. At the moment when the blood moon shattered, he also made a miserable cry, flew out, and hit the ground in various ways.

"Roar!"

At this time, the purple dragon seemed to have completed its mission, and after letting out a happy roar, it turned into a small thunder light in the sky and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

With the disappearance of the purple dragon, the thick clouds above the sky also disappeared, and the warm sunlight was scattered on this land again.

"Little Lingling!"

Cheng Yao gave a cheer, got up from the ground, ran to Lei Ling quickly, hugged Lei Ling in her arms, and kissed him fiercely.

"Shoo, hoo--"

Lei Ling ‘diligently’ stretched out his short hands, supported on Cheng Yao’s face, as if resisting Cheng Yao’s kiss.

However, Cheng Yao was too excited and ignored it.

"call out--"

In the end, Lei Ling realized that there was no resistance, so he could only let out a cry that was obviously a sigh, letting Cheng Yao do the tricks listlessly.

"Okay, Yaoyao, what do you think scares Xiao Lingling into?"

Xuan Yue came to Cheng Yao's side, and stretched out her hand to ‘free’ Lei Ling from Cheng Yao’s arms, and stroked his hair that Cheng Yao had tossed up.

"Shoo!"

Lei Ling called to Xuan Yue.

It is thanking the blood moon for freeing itself from the'devil's palm'.

"I have seen the Thunder God crown!"

Lydia Karina saluted Lei Ling very respectfully.

"Shoo!"

Lei Ling flew from Xuanyue's hand and landed on Lydia Karina's shoulder, pinching her earlobe with her short hand, and let out a burst of triumphant cry.

Then, Lei Ling looked at Cheng Yao again, screaming ‘咻咻’, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed at Cheng Yao ‘angry’.

"Hahaha..."

Cheng Yao and Xuan Yue were directly amused by Lei Ling.

Lydia Karina wanted to laugh too, but she could only hold back when she thought of a **** on her shoulder.

Far away, on top of a mountain.

A person wearing a mask looked at Cheng Yao and others, or more accurately, at Lei Ling.

"There is such a terrible pet beside Wang Xian, but why didn't this pet make it to the pet list? Strange! Strange!

However, thanks to this pet, otherwise I will have to do it! "

The mask man shook his head gently, opened the friend list, and told a person in the friend list what happened here.

On the other side, Cheng Yao looked at Paul Dracula who was lying on the ground with his body curled up, and said, "Shall we deal with this big mouse?"

"Mouse? What big mouse?"

A voice with deep doubts sounded ~www.readwn.com~ Cheng Yao was taken aback.

"what!"

Then he let out a scream, quickly turned around, and rushed toward the person who made the sound.

"Cousin, you are finally back!"

Cheng Yao pounced on the figure, crying.

It was Nangong Dance that just made the sound.

"Okay, don't cry, am I coming back..."

Nangong Wu smiled and patted Cheng Yao on the shoulder, and then asked, "Yaoyao, haven't you said that it is a big mouse?"

"Here!"

Cheng Yao puffed up his lips.

Nangong Wu looked along, and suddenly saw a figure lying on the ground, and her face suddenly became cold.