MTL - My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Internet Loves Her.

Chapter 783 Have you ever thought about what will happen to you after the devil dies?

 In fact, Mianmian had already been prepared to be asked this question.

She blinked her eyes and raised the spiritual sword in her hand: "I choose to kill you!"

 As I grow older, the lingering sound of milk has not faded away.

The little breasted dumpling wearing a festive red dress spoke fierce words in a soft and waxy voice.

 The giant laughed loudly: "You think you can kill me? All the gods before you are dead."

Mianmian actually didn’t know if she could kill the demon, but she decided to use all her efforts. At this time, the broken Kunlun Mirror has been reorganized in the green space of the tripod. As long as the reorganization is successful, the ten artifacts can be brought together for use.

The gods who previously blocked the demon used their own artifacts to fight, but this time she wants to use all the artifacts alone. Maybe it will be more powerful?

Mianmian waved the spirit sword and launched the first offensive towards the giant.

It is a swordsmanship learned in a small world. The spiritual power attached to the first move has the power to sweep away thousands of armies. If there is a mountain in front of you, it will definitely be cut neatly.

The giant was still laughing. His fingers wrapped in black air instantly offset the lingering spiritual power, and then he casually shot a black mist toward the ground.

When the mist falls on the ground, it will corrode the creatures on the ground, making their flesh and blood become nutrients for the demons.

Mianmian also used a burst of spiritual power to disperse the black mist.

However, when the first black mist disappeared, the giant quickly released more black mist. Those black mist are like gorgeous fireworks, blooming and then falling continuously.

Mianmian clenched her small white teeth and said, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Thousands of spiritual swords defeated all the black mist, eliminating the hidden danger of black **** appearing all over the world.

However, the giant had another trick, and a large cloud of black mist was quickly sent to Mianmian.

“You are still young, why not be my companion like the black tiger.” As the giant spoke, a black tiger with wings on its back appeared on the left.

The tiger's eyes turned as red as blood, and its mouth opened and closed: "Master, I'm going down."

 “Well, let’s go play.”

The Black Tiger was transformed from the White Tiger. He was originally one of the Four Spirits, so he was naturally very powerful. Mianmian was already multitasking and couldn't spare the time to stop Black Tiger.

She could only communicate with Ayu on the ground: "Ayu, the black tiger that the white tiger has turned into is going to kill people, please report it to Uncle Xuanwu!"

Ayu quickly passed on Mianmian’s thoughts to Xuanwu.

Xuanwu is currently reshaping Xiaohu.

The little white tiger with wings was originally a ferocious beast created by man. It just absorbed Qiongqi's soul, so it somewhat resembled Qiongqi. But now, what they need is not Qiongqi, but the pure power of the White Tiger, one of the four spirits.

 “I’ll stop it.”

Yang Xian suddenly appeared, dropped a word, and flew into the sky with the little Corgi.

White Tiger is the main battler, and he is born for fighting. Now he has become a demon, and his evil aura is even worse. Yang Xian has experienced reincarnation again, not in the body of Erlang Shen who was sanctified before.

He carried a three-pointed two-edged knife and faced the black tiger. He only cut off one of the black tiger's claws and injured the black tiger's hind legs. The black tiger scratched his chest with one claw.

"Okay, Yang Xian, you don't want to call me when you're fighting alone, right?" Situ Zha showed a three-headed and six-armed appearance, holding a fire-tipped spear and stepping on the hot wheels, catching Yang Xian who was about to fall to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Zhen, holding a thunder hammer, also flew up. “Hmm...although I thought of it a little late, I’ll add you too.”

 “And us.”

 Several people from Meranti also rushed over.

 The appearance of the two brothers Yingfang and Yingmiao changed drastically. The two little zombies no longer looked like children.

 “This is it?” Yang Xian glanced at the bodies of the brother and sister and understood.

The endless speculations made them prepare for the possible decisive battle during the New Year. The brother and sister asked Taoist Master Qingxu for help. They seemed to have gone to some ancient tombs to absorb the corpse energy, and now they have become top-notch zombies.

 But as we age…

"Taoist Priest Qingxu said that my sister is Ying Gou. She shared her power with me so that I can become stronger." After Ying Fang explained the changes in him and his sister, he raised his eyes to look at the black tiger in the sky. , "Is this the White Tiger, one of the four spirits? Why do you want to become the subordinate of the demon?"

Hei Hu laughed wildly, and then said: "Because it's boring... living the same life all day and night. Do you know how boring it is for me who likes fighting very much?"

"You gods in the sky can still reincarnate to have fun, but what about us? We can't reincarnate and leave our posts. But after meeting the devil, he helped me change my destiny. Now I no longer have to be stuck in one place. I can still fight against my former brothers, why not?”

Heihu’s words made Xuanwu frown.

He stared up at the black tiger and sighed: "You chose to become our enemy, have you ever thought about what will happen to you after the death of the demon?"

Black Tiger laughed even more crazily: "How are you sure that we failed? Maybe we succeeded in destroying this world and then went to other worlds to continue?"

Xuanwu raised the corners of his lips and revealed a very obvious smile: "Because we have Su Mianmian."

Black Tiger was stunned.

 When he and Xuanwu were blood brothers, he had never seen Xuanwu smile. Their four innate spirits are not as happy as the gods in heaven. They seem to be bound by their names and have heavy responsibilities that they cannot shirk.

The changes in the land of Dragon Kingdom, the decline of trees... these various responsibilities are distributed to the gods in heaven, but the final pressure still lies on them.

 Not many people will remember them, but they are still doing things for the sake of living beings in the world.

"Who is Su Mianmian? Could it be that he is the little kid who was given an important task by heaven?" Black Tiger laughed so hard that tears almost came out. He stepped on the clouds and turned over, revealing his soft belly.

 After a long while, he stopped laughing and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I think Heaven may not be awake. How can you believe in a little baby? What righteousness can she have in her heart? Is it worthy for you to believe in her?"

 Bai Bai couldn't stand the black tiger's ridicule to Mianmian anymore, so he grew bigger and waved his claws at the black tiger.

 “You are not allowed to smile!”

Black Tiger was already prepared. He rolled to avoid the blow and fought with everyone to the same place.

Taoist Priest Qingxu was busy protecting the big shots and some leaders at the moment. When he saw Fentian coming, he frowned and said, "Fengtian, no, Zhang Zhihuan, why are you here?"

Zhang Zhihuan smiled slightly: "Didn't you watch the live broadcast? I led the followers to help. If you have any way to help that kitten turn into a white tiger, go there as soon as possible. I think Xuanwu Shenjun and the others want to form a four-spirit formation. Protect the land of Dragon Kingdom."

Taoist priest Qingxu was very worried.

 The person in front of me is not a good person!

 (End of this chapter)