Chapter 3213
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"Alright."
It was as if he had been bewitched.
Zhen Xiaoxiao, who had been dragged behind Small Gruel, gently grabbed the corner of his clothes and nodded vigorously.
Standing in front of the vast army of Extraterrestrial Demons, Shen Xuezhou coughed softly, then waved his sleeves and sighed.
"The sound of the gentle wind, the sound of falling rain, the sound of falling sleep."
The sound of the gurgling voice was mellow and full, like rain hitting a banana leaf.
Because Zhen Xiaoxiao was standing behind Small Gruel, he could not see the expression on his face at this time, but the moment he spoke of his Dream Technique, his expression was as sweet and tranquil as a summer dream.
A formless gust of wind swept forward with him as the center!
As it fell, clouds and rain condensed in the sky, and the temperature of the air suddenly dropped. It was so comfortable that it made one's eyelids droop.
An indescribable aura of the Dao instantly stimulated Zhen Xiaoxiao's pores, opening all the way from his ankles to his neck. It was as if it was the moment he realized who he was, the sacred moment when heaven and earth were in harmony, and he touched the magnificent Heavenly Dao.
Extraordinary!
Small Gruel's Dream Technique was quite extraordinary.
Zhen Xiaoxiao tiptoed, looked over Small Gruel's shoulder, and saw that the giant monster with a tiger's face and snake's tail, which had been entrenched on the tower of the main city, was clawing at the skin of the wall with its four claws and stumbling all the way down.
Although it felt wrong …
But its claws seemed to be smeared with oil, and it could no longer hold on to anything that was clinging to it. It could only claw back and forth disharmoniously, and the more anxious it was, the more chaotic it became, and the faster its body fell. The long tail, which had lost its sense of balance, swayed in the wind, as if it was drunk. It kept breaking the spire of other towers, causing earthquakes and disasters.
With the loud rumbling of the destruction of the buildings, the giant monster's eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead. After a few struggles, they finally closed tightly with a click.
Barely hugging the middle of the pillar-like tower, its butt was stuck between the two towers. The giant monster's mouth was crooked, and a large amount of mucus flowed out of the corner of its mouth, and it snored loudly! Read the book.
The Mahayana Skyfiend standing on top of the giant monster's head seemed to maintain its indomitable spirit.
Zhen Xiaoxiao took a closer look. That fellow slept even faster than the huge monster. If it wasn't for the devil fork in his right hand propping up the huge monster's head to support the Mahayana Skyfiend's body, this fellow would have fallen head first.
"Oh my god!"
What kind of strange spell was this?
Zhen Xiaoxiao rubbed his eyelids and looked forward again. He found that the demon soldiers that had gathered like dark clouds and were madly charging in his direction were falling to the ground one by one.
This scene was more like a raging storm.
Those with rough skin and thick flesh might still have a chance of survival if they fell from such a high place.
However, those who did not have very thick skin … could only curse the demon race's architectural style for being too sharp … After all, the top of each of those towers, which were as tall as scales, had to be sharpened and long, like spikes that reached the heavens, as if to symbolize the demon race's unyielding belief in fighting against the heavens.
But this time, those spikes directly turned into candied hawthorn skewers. Inexplicably, unexpectedly, unpredictably, unexpectedly … they were pierced with fresh fruits one after another.
Demon blood splattered everywhere!
Amidst the bloody scene, there was a strange silence.
The entire world was asleep!
Zhen Xiaoxiao breathed heavily. If he wasn't on Small Gruel's side, he wouldn't even have the chance to counterattack or defend against such an attack. The thought of this made his scalp go numb.
"Alright, we can go now."
The man's tone was humble.
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