Chapter 225 Hatching the Evil God
Huang Xi agreed angrily.
She knew that the black dragon that killed her people was related to the mysterious and unpredictable forces of the treacherous path, and that the Ghost Sect was born in the treacherous path. In a sense, the people of the Ghost Sect were her enemies.
Zhao Mu was not idle either. On the one hand, he was watching the changes in the virtual-real transformation formation to prevent the other party from suddenly waking up.
On the other hand, Zhao Mu is also observing Long Ling.
The battle was already very fierce at this time, and Long Ling desperately wanted to break out of his shell, but Ji Meng and the others' attacks were very fierce, and they did not give Long Ling a chance to break out of his shell, preventing Long Ling from completely reborn.
But Zhao Mu still noticed that Long Ling's aura was getting stronger and stronger.
Breaking out of the shell is almost a foregone conclusion. Once it takes shape, the situation will be very unfavorable to Ji Meng and the others.
Even if the dragon spirit can be suppressed by then, the little phoenixes will inevitably suffer casualties, and if they are unlucky, they may even be at risk of being wiped out.
Zhao Mu took advantage of the current situation to be quite favorable and continued to carve formations and spread them around.
Most of these formations are used for confinement and suppression. Once the dragon spirit breaks out of its shell, all the formations will be activated. It would be good to trap the dragon spirit for one more second.
"That's all I can do."
Zhao Mu's strength still seems to be insufficient in this situation. Although relying on the formation master's methods can create environmental advantages, it is difficult to play a decisive role.
Without tribulation-level combat power, they are ultimately not worthy of fighting such a high-end game head-on.
However, Zhao Mu believed that what he had done was already up to standard. Without him, no matter how strong Ji Meng was, he would not be as able as he is now.
Just when Zhao Mu was about to step back and watch the fire from the other side, he suddenly felt a strange movement coming from the storage ring.
Zhao Mu's expression suddenly became strange.
With a flash of light, the white egg of the evil god appeared in front of Zhao Mu.
At this time, the Evil God's egg was already as tall as a person, and it contained strong energy fluctuations.
But what was different from before was that there was a wave of life will within the Evil God's Egg.
She seemed to be conveying an idea to Zhao Mu.
"Eat... want to eat! It's delicious!"
This was the first time that the evil god's egg had a spiritual connection with him, and Zhao Mu was quite surprised.
eat?
What to eat?
Zhao Mu looked around, where is the delicious food in this damn place?
Could it be that she wants to eat dragon spirit?
"I'm starving, I want to eat, eat big..."
There was another mental wave coming from the Evil God's Egg.
The next moment, she tried to break free from Zhao Mu's restraints and flew towards Long Lingfeng.
really.
This guy regards the dragon spirit as delicious food.
Zhao Mu had a thought and took advantage of the situation to release the restraint on the evil god's egg and let her fly out. At the same time, he sent a message to Ji Meng.
"Sister Ji Meng, please quickly lead the tribe back and suspend the attack."
Ji Meng was slightly startled by Zhao Mu's words, and then she saw a white giant egg whizzing over.
She didn't know the origin of this dome, but she still chose to believe Zhao Mu and immediately ordered the little phoenixes to stop attacking.
Buzz.
The dome flew across the sky, so fast that ripples rippled in the space behind it.
She hit the light egg formed by concentrated magma with a loud bang, directly knocking a gap in the eggshell.
The next second, a harsh dragon roar came out.
The cry seemed a bit miserable.
"Egg fighting?"
Ji Meng subconsciously said something.
Zhao Mu, who had just arrived, happened to hear it and was speechless for a moment.
It really is.
The dragon spirit is in the egg, and the egg of the evil god is also an egg. If the two eggs are beaten, one will eat the other.
No matter how you look at it, this picture is a bit unbelievable.
Ji Meng looked at Zhao Mu and asked, "Mr. Zhao, is this your trump card?"
"Ahem, so be it."
Zhao Mu shamelessly admitted it.
Although it was an accident, the Evil God's Egg was indeed his, and it was reasonable to count it as a trump card.
"Clan leader, look, the dragon spirit's aura seems to be weakening. It's really effective!"
"What is that white egg? It has such magical power that even the dragon spirit is no match!"
"Master Zhao's balls are so powerful and fierce!"
"No, Mr. Zhao is a divine man, and his balls must be divine too!"
The more Zhao Mu listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Why did he get more and more outrageous the more he said it?
"It's delicious and filling."
At this time, Zhao Mu heard the mental fluctuations coming from the Evil God's Egg again.
She actually regarded Long Ling as a delicacy and feasted on it.
Is the evil god so powerful? He is already so powerful even before he is hatched?
It doesn't feel right.
The dragon spirit was obviously stronger, but after encountering the evil god's egg, it completely lost its ability to resist.
It seems that the evil god's power naturally restrains the opponent.
"Brother Mu, come on, this guy seems to be waking up." Huang Xi's voice suddenly came from behind.
Zhao Mu's expression changed: "Sister Ji Meng, just in time to take advantage of the fact that the dragon spirit was suppressed, she went to suppress the tribulation cultivator from the Ghost Dao Sect."
"good."
Ji Meng had this intention and immediately rushed in the direction of Huang Xi.
Zhao Mu did not go there.
With the strength of Ji Meng and the little phoenixes, it should be no problem to deal with an enemy who has transcended the fifth level of calamity. He has to keep an eye on the evil god's eggs to prevent accidents.
"I'm so full, I still want to eat..."
The Evil God's Egg once again sent mental fluctuations.
She seemed to have been stretched to the limit. When she came out, her size had doubled.
Zhao Mu waved his hand, and the evil god egg came back obediently.
She circled around Zhao Mu. Although it was just an egg, it seemed to have an expectant look in her eyes, as if she wanted something.
Zhao Mu understood instantly, and immediately took out a small bottle and poured out a few drops of blue blood from it.
It was the blood of the ancestor god taken from the little peacock and the little fox.
The evil god egg immediately pounced on it and absorbed all the blue blood.
Then, the aura of the evil god egg began to rise continuously, and it burst into a strong light.
"Is it finally going to hatch?"
Zhao Mu stepped back a few steps, his expression full of expectation.
In the back, the battle seemed to have started, and the spiritual power fluctuations of the tribulation cultivators were like a landslide and a tsunami, magnificent and magnificent.
But Zhao Mu did not even turn his head back, and his attention was completely focused on the evil god egg.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Finally, a crisp sound came from the eggshell.
It broke the shell!
Zhao Mu hurriedly approached, and saw a little hand as white and tender as lotus root, tearing open the eggshell and stretching out.
She didn't rush to break out of the shell completely, but swung her little hand, as if looking for something.
Zhao Mu immediately reached out and held the pair of pure and flawless little hands.
"Father, it's father's hand."
With a rustling sound, a pure white girl, as white as the first snow, without a speck of dust, broke out of the shell and threw herself into Zhao Mu's arms.
Zhao Mu saw the girl's face clearly, and his heart seemed to melt in an instant.
What a cute little girl.
The white waist-length hair fluttered naturally, and the milky white skin exuded a pure fragrance, as if she was a little angel who had just been born into the event, perfect!
Is this really an evil god?
