Resurrection Of Reiki: Undecided When Things Happen

She took a breath of air intoxicated, her cheeks flushed slightly: "Unexpectedly, the first time the passage opened, it actually appeared in my territory. After being hungry for so long, it's time to have a full meal."

She suddenly opened her big watery eyes and looked at Elder Tang and the others.

"You blood food must be delicious, but it's still too little. There are quite a lot of blood food over there."

Crystal saliva dripped from the corner of Ziming's mouth, and she turned her head to look in the direction of the shelter, as if looking at some fragrant food.

"Demon race? You released the evil spirits?" Old Li asked suddenly.

"Yaoxie? Those are the most loyal servants of our clan. How can you use such an insulting term as Yaoxie?" Zi Ming retorted pretending to be angry.

She was the first to come to this world where the energy of heaven and earth was extremely strong. She was in a very happy mood. Faced with the question of blood and food in front of her, she answered every question. Anyway, in the end, it was all the food in her mouth.

"Everyone, in the face of intruders like demons, we don't have to talk about morals, let's stand shoulder to shoulder!"

Old man Li sent a voice transmission to the people around him, secretly reaching an agreement, ready to take advantage of his unpreparedness, launch an attack, and take it down in one fell swoop!

They are not going to kill this strange woman who claims to be a demon.

From the information she hastily asked, it can be concluded that there is a race behind her, and her attitude towards human beings is like food.

They didn't know anything about this obviously hostile race, so they had to capture her alive and get more information to deal with it.

"Mmmm...mmm...mmmm." Zi Ming didn't act in a hurry, but hummed a weird melody and turned around with open arms, breathing in spiritual energy.

It's now!

Old Li and the others suddenly exploded with murderous intentions, and their movements were surprisingly consistent. They all released the killing moves that had been completed in secret, thunder, lightning, sword energy, halberd light, etc., attacked Ziming aggressively.

Zi Ming didn't seem to have expected that they would attack suddenly, and the moment she closed her eyes and breathed in spiritual energy, she was hit on the back by these powerful attacks.

bang

hum—

The explosion generated by the collision of the element skills kicked up gravel and dust on the ground.

Elder Tang didn't dare to relax at all, his eyes stared at the center of the smoke without blinking, his eyes flickered with electricity, and he was about to launch another offensive.

"You blood eaters are impatient to live, how dare you disturb my energy absorption?"

From the smoke came Ziming's angry growl.

Sure enough, he didn't die!

boom boom boom

Without giving her a chance to continue speaking, one after another elemental skills were swept out in an instant, the energy exploded in the smoke and dust, and a ten-meter-wide deep pit gradually formed.

"Sa!"

"what!"

Yuan Ji was throwing happily, a purple shadow flashed in the deep pit, turned into a beam of extremely fast streamer, and rushed to their eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Puff."

"Little Lin!"

Old Tang and the others were shocked, and turned to look at a middle-aged man not far away.

There, the middle-aged man's face was pale, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his stomach was pierced by a pitch-black gauntlet.

The owner of the gauntlet is Ziming. After being bombarded with so many abilities, she has no scars on her body. The strange pattern emits purple light, and there is a cruel smile in her eyes.

"Tear."

Zi Ming twisted around, pulled her hand out of his stomach, grabbed a handful of broken livers, and kicked the middle-aged man away, raised her head, her purple lips parted slightly.

The blood-stained hand was raised above the mouth, and pieces of broken organs fell into the mouth.

"Hmm~ The delicious taste melts in the mouth, tender and delicious. It is indeed as recorded by the ancestors. It is a rare delicacy."

Chewing flesh and blood in his mouth, blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, Zi Ming blushed and said.

"Son of a bitch!"

Elder Tang and Elder Li took the lead, rushing up to fight her in close quarters.

"Little Lin, how are you?"

Qinghe stepped up to the side of the kicked middle-aged man and helped him up, the white light of the whisk suddenly appeared, covering the bloody hole in his stomach, healing the wound.

"Fortunately, she is too fast, I have no time to defend."

The blood hole slowly healed, Xiao Lin said with a look of fear.

"Can you still fight?"

"certainly!"

Fully recovered from his injuries, Xiao Lin's eyes were fierce, he took out his big knife, tapped the tip of his shoe, and his figure flickered towards Zi Ming.

On the other side, Zi Mingyun slapped Tang and Lao two away lightly, blocked a few attacks, and kept rolling his eyes among them.

It seems to be thinking about who to taste next.

"Her strength has reached the supernatural level, at least equivalent to the fifth level of supernatural power!"

Elder Tang was wearing gloves, his forehead was bleeding, if he hadn't been protected by the spiritual weapon armor, he would have been seriously injured.

"The gap is too big, what should we do?" Elder Li was also a bit concerned, and asked back.

"The strongest Daoist Qinghe among us is only at the second level of supernatural powers, and he is far from her opponent. Now, we can only ask for help again."

"And, old man Li, have you noticed? The patterns on her body can block our attacks, and at least 70% of her strength has been cut off."

"What's the use of your analysis? Hurry up and call Jun Tianzheng, that bastard, or none of us will go out today."

Old Li glared at Old Tang cursingly, took a breather, and continued to join the battlefield, pestering Ziming.

Elder Tang also knew that time waited for no one, so he stepped back a hundred meters and called for someone.

...

In the imperial capital, Jun Tianzheng was walking back and forth, waiting for Mr. Tang's call.

"Jingle Bell."

Juntian Zheng paused, took out his mobile phone and quickly connected it and asked impatiently, "Hello? Mr. Tang, is the matter of the blood column resolved?"

"Tianzheng, there was an accident. Let me make a long story short. An intelligent creature emerged from the blood column. She called herself the Purple God Clan, and called humans blood eaters. She likes to eat raw flesh and blood. Her strength is at least five levels of supernatural powers. We can't beat him together." , you hurry up and call someone over, we can still delay..."

boom

At this time, there was a loud bang from the phone.

"Hello? Hello! Mr. Tang, can Mr. Tang hear you?" Jun Tianzheng asked hastily after being bombarded by a series of messages.

"Cough, it's okay, we can still hold on, you report it quickly and ask someone to come over to help, that's it!"

Hanging up the phone over there, Jun Tianzheng called again in a hurry to report the situation of Xuan Tiansi.

Only a violent organization like Xuan Tiansi has supernatural powers above the fifth level.

...

"Sword·Swinging Autumn Leaves!"

In Mingju Pavilion, everyone was fighting with Ziming, Daoist Qinghe was the main attacker, and the others assisted in containment.

Although their strength is not as good as Ziming, but they are well equipped, and each of them is full of brilliance in the spirit armor and robes, which belong to the kind with extremely high stars.

Qinghe took on the roles of hostess and nanny alone, and threw a ball of white light over which one was injured, and he held the Tai Chi sword and fought Ziming for 300 rounds.

Lin Xinwei and Gu Ren searched and called Teguan to retreat with the psychic cannon. This level of battle is beyond their ability to get involved, and a little aftermath can shock them.

At this moment, Lu An was hundreds of meters away from the battlefield, holding a golden card with two fingers in his right hand, covered in Sanskrit, and a statue of Fudo Mingo holding a vajra was engraved on the front of the card, his eyes wide open, as if he was staring at Ziming.

The cards continued to turn into scriptures, gradually merging into his body.