Little Crying Bag is beautiful and strong [Quick Wear]

Chapter 72

    "Little cat, all curses have been cleared." The man appeared from a distance, his hands were retracted.

    Obviously, the sword just now was shot by Huai Yu.

    However, in order for Tan Zhihuai to avenge himself, he did not hurt Tan Qianling's soul.

    Tan Qianling naturally heard what the man said, he couldn't believe it, and tried to link the curse, but found that the curse that he originally placed in the bodies of all the cat clansmen lost the connection, and he was even bitten by the curse, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot. The face is like gold paper.

    But at this moment, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to his body, "How is it possible? How could you break my curse?!"

    Even if the demon master came to the world, it would be impossible to easily remove the curses from so many people at the same time.

    "Master is amazing!" Tan Zhihuai smiled and boasted to the man. Then he continued to bend over to pick up the sacred object.

    The members of the cat clan who were still in the fixed state couldn't help getting anxious, trying to stop Tan Zhihuai, but they couldn't make a sound or move.

    Huai Yu just stood beside Tan Zhihuai with a smile in his eyes and did not interfere with his actions.

    Unexpectedly, Tan Zhihuai would touch the sword again, and a trace of excitement flashed in Tan Qianling's eyes.

    It really was that naive stupid cat.

    However, Tan Qianling imagined that Tan Zhihuai's tragic death under the curse did not happen.

    The moment Tan Zhihuai's hand touched the hilt, the blade suddenly emitted a bright golden light, and the curse attached to the sword was instantly torn to pieces.

    Tan Qianling, whose cognition was once again broken, had a froze expression on his face, and his eyes were a little dazed.

    What followed was the pain of backlash that swept over the soul.

    "Ahhh!"

    The extreme pain made Tan Qianling cry out in pain.

    At this moment, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he wanted to struggle, but he was nailed to the sword and couldn't move. He could only scream in pain, "Let me go, otherwise, today... is the end of the cat clan!" Hearing this, Tan

    Zhihuaiqian He smiled slightly, "You mean, the support you called?"

    He inserted the holy sword in his hand into the formation in the center of the altar, and a faint golden light spread towards the surroundings.

    The intruders who had just stepped into the territory of the cat clan and were about to invade the ancestral land suddenly felt that danger was approaching, "Run!"

    However, before the words fell, the intruders were instantly shrouded in golden light, and the powerful and domineering energy instantly twisted them away They were all destroyed, and turned into clusters of aura to nourish and enter the space of the territory.

    Under Tan Zhihuai's intentional actions, Tan Qianling could see clearly.

    Tan Qianling's pupils shrank sharply, "You, you..."

    Tan Zhihuai tilted his head, showing an innocent expression, "Foreigners, whoever trespasses on the territory of the cat clan without permission, will be shot and killed, this is the ancestor's precept , Uncle Patriarch, have you forgotten?" Suddenly, another expression of enlightenment appeared, "Oh, I forgot, Uncle Patriarch is not a cat." I didn't expect that