"I'm just curious as to what kind of interesting situation will occur when this West Walker Demon blossoms …"
Her delicate fan covered the lower half of her pretty face. Although You Youzi's tone was mournful, the huge magic array behind her and the dense barrage of bullets that were about to explode caused Eight-cloud Ink to be extremely vigilant.
"Hey, let's make a deal. Shaman of Bo Li, don't worry about this matter. At most, I'll let you have a taste of my favorite Little Broken Bones. How about it?"
Yet another person who never left her old profession.
Hearing You Youzi mention Little Broken Bones, Demondream shivered even in her unconscious state. She subconsciously hugged her marshmallow companion spirit tightly, her expression extremely conflicted.
[Is this a misconception? Why is it that even Demondream's companion spirit has an expression of confusion? Speaking of which, how did that marshmallow reveal such an expression?]
Eight-cloud Ink glanced at Demondream who was lying on the ground, her heart filled with doubt.
"Even if you directly give a hundred thousand to the shrine, it's useless!"
Unexpectedly, Demondream seemed to be especially resolute this time.
"That's right, Demondream! I didn't think that there would be a time when you would be full of integrity DA ☆ ZE! "
Marisa had unknowingly jumped up and stood on the broom, cheering towards Demondream who was in front of her.
"Boom —!!"
A talisman struck Marisa's forehead, causing her to roll her eyes and fall from the sky.
Eight-cloud Ink seemed to have seen something fall out from Marisa's clothes.
"Ah! Isn't that … "
Eight-cloud Ink immediately turned black when she saw what it was.
It was a wooden carving of Ashina that she had carved out out of longing during the three years that she had been separated from Ashina in the Elemental Spirit Realm.
After she had become the Elven King of Darkness, the wooden carving had been contaminated with the power of the Elven King, faintly showing signs of turning into a magical tool.
"This damned black and white rat!"
She extended her right hand and condensed a ball of light in her palm, directly striking Marisa who was lying on the ground.
"Boom —!!"
Looking at Marisa, who was covered in dust, Eight-cloud Ink felt refreshed as it sucked the wooden sculpture into its hand.
"As expected, beating people up is the most interesting, especially when the other party can't resist …"
The Sadist's expression appeared on Eight-cloud Ink's face.
Behind him, Yui, Cheng, and Aistel subconsciously distanced themselves from Eight-cloud Ink.
"Daddy is so scary …"
"Meow …"
Yui and Cheng hugged each other, trembling as they looked at Eight-cloud Ink.
Aistel suddenly missed Ashina very much. At the same time, she began to wonder if she had made a mistake in following them.
"Crack!"
On the other side, the paparazzi (cough cough cough, I mean Wenwen) quickly raised her camera and captured the Eight-cloud Ink Sadist. She was secretly thinking about what kind of title she should give this picture to attract attention.
Seeing that Ling Meng was determined to stop her, You Youzi put away her cute expression and looked at Ling Meng seriously.
In Fantasy Village, even an expert like her had to be careful when facing Ling Meng, who was using cheats.
"Since that's the case, before the West Walker Demons bloom, I'll let you bloom first!"
You Youzi closed her fan and raised her right hand high.
A dense aura of death filled the entire area.
Behind You Youzi, a huge shadow of a folding fan appeared.
"She opened the fan just like that?"
Seeing this, Eight-cloud Ink immediately brought the group of girls and flew far away.
Of course, before leaving, Eight-cloud Ink still brought the unconscious Marisa and Demondream along.
In their current state of being unable to resist, they might not be able to guarantee that they would be fine under You Youzi's barrage of bullets.
[Of course, after this, you'll have to let me teach you a good lesson as thanks.]
Glancing at the two girls who were still unconscious, Eight-cloud Ink made a decision without their consent.
What? Can we beat them?
Eight-cloud Ink, who had already entered a sadistic state, completely ignored this question.
"Sure enough, the mutation is so troublesome!"
Seeing You Youzi open her fan, Ling Meng took out a bunch of talismans.
At the same time that You Youzi sent out a barrage of bullets, Ling Meng also sent out a talisman attack.
"Boom boom boom —!!"
The huge explosion created a shockwave that shook the entire Underworld.
"Damn, with such intensity of battle, won't the old monsters of the Underworld be drawn out if this continues?"
Eight-cloud Ink's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
In fact, at this moment, she could already sense the mental power of some powerhouses scanning this area.
However, although they were observing, they had no intention of making a move.
[Well, after all, Bo Li's witch has already made her move. In front of Ling Meng who's using cheats, Blossom on the Ridge can be declared a failure.]
A spinning Yin Yang Jade the size of a human head appeared on both sides of Ling Meng's body. The two Yin Yang Jades continuously sent out laser-like attacks.
At the same time, Ling Meng's body moved up and down in the barrage of bullets sent out by You Youzi. Although it seemed thrilling, she beautifully dodged all of the bullets.
"Not bad!"
Seeing Ling Meng, You Youzi praised her. Then, she waved her fan, and the barrage of bullets increased to another level.
"Damn, the number of bullets sent out in one go has already exceeded ten thousand …"
If Eight-cloud Ink wanted to add the power of a realm to the barrage of bullets, even if she tried her best, she could only send out five thousand bullets at once.
If she wanted to continue attacking, the maximum number of bullets would be over a thousand.
You Youzi, on the other hand, casually sent out tens of thousands of bullet screen attacks with ease.
"As expected of sister's close friend, the Undead Princess …"
Eight-cloud Ink smiled bitterly.
I'm still too young and inexperienced.
Or is it that the Fantasy Village itself is too monstrous?
Yukari had once said that after Eight-cloud Ink absorbed the darkness of another world and became the Dark Elven King, she could be considered a top powerhouse in most worlds.
In some low-level planes, she could even flatten an entire world by herself.
However, in Fantasy Village, Eight-cloud Ink did not feel that she was a powerhouse at all.
Not to mention the less famous monsters, the famous monsters were mostly stronger than Eight-cloud Ink.
"Sister You Youzi is already like this. I really don't know how strong the Flower Tyrant is …"
"This is the end! Undead! "
In the short moment when You Youzi's barrage of bullets paused, Ling Meng quickly took out a talisman.
"What!?"
Countless talismans formed a huge barrier, trapping You Youzi's body inside.
"Barrier!?"
"Dream Seal!!"
Nine balls of light of different colors danced around Ling Meng. At that moment, Eight-cloud Ink even felt that Ling Meng was borrowing power from the Fantasy Village's great barrier!
[No wonder they say that Hongbai is cheating. I couldn't feel it before because I wasn't strong enough, but now I can feel it. The entire barrier is supporting Hongbai.]
A wail came from the sky, and a huge Yin Yang Jade comparable to a meteorite fell from the sky.
"Such a ferocious ability …"
Feeling the huge Yin Yang Jade supported by the barrier, Eight-cloud Ink could not help but have goosebumps.
Fortunately, this was Fantasy Village. If such a large piece of Yin Yang Jade were to fall on Earth in his previous life, it would definitely cause a great extinction of all living creatures.
As the Yin Yang Jade fell, the explosion caused Eight-cloud Ink's ears to be temporarily deafened. The violent shockwave blew his clothes and hair into a mess, and the glaring white light caused him to squint his eyes.
When all the dust settled, the 'Spring Tide' magic array under West Walker Goblin, which was constantly absorbing Fantasy Village's energy, had been shattered. You Youzi was also sitting on the ground, leaning against West Walker Goblin in a rather sorry state.
"I … was a bit careless …"
Eight-cloud Ink flew to You Youzi's side and looked at him with concern.
"Sister Youzi, are you alright?"
"Ahhhhhhhh, I'm fine. I'm just so hungry. Where's Demondream? I want to eat broken bones! I want to eat broken bones! "
Seeing You Youzi sitting on the ground, clutching his stomach and crying out in hunger, Eight-cloud Ink pointed at Demondream, who was still lying on the ground like a corpse.
"Hey, Demondream is over there."
"Wuu wuu … I'm starving …"
Seeing that Demondream was still unconscious, You Youzi simply rolled on the ground and acted cute.
"Phew …"
Soul Dream held her forehead as she landed on the ground. She walked over with an imperial coin in her hand and frowned as she looked at the Underworld that had been destroyed by the battle.
"Don't worry, the undead will tidy up this place."
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Soul Dream and smiled.
"Tsk, who cares about that? It's not my shrine. It doesn't matter if it's completely destroyed."
Soul Dream snorted and flew away.
When she passed by Marisa, Soul Dream directly reached out and picked up the black and white mouse and took it away.
Seeing Soul Dream fly away, You Youzi still had a cute expression on his face, but an undetectable smile flashed in his eyes.
Then, he glanced at Eight-cloud Ink, who did not notice anything, and the smile in his eyes grew wider.
"Hm? What's the matter, Sister Youzi? "
"Ah, nothing …"
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