《The Charm of Soul Pets》Book 2 Chapter 16 - Evil Flame Six Tailed Demon Fox vs Blue Nightmare
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Chapter 16: Evil Flame Six Tailed Demon Fox vs Blue Nightmare
“Wuwuwu!!”
The silver eyes had transformed into a scarlet red. Mo Xie’s battle intent had reached its pinnacle and, without a need for Chu Mu’s order, a terrifying demonic aura swept forth, striking back at the violent and bitingly cold gale, completely reversing its direction. In a savage manner, she launched herself towards the three Blue Nightmares!!
Six glorious tails suddenly spread open. On top of each one of them were raging Demon Fire Evil Flames!
Six Tail Lock!!
The six Demon Fire Evil Flamed tails suddenly transformed into six fatal shackles that brought with them six torrential waves of flame, as they ruthlessly smashed at the fifth phase ninth stage Blue Nightmare!!
“Pa!!”
In front of the now sixth phase seventh stage Mo Xie, the fifth phase ninth stage Blue Nightmare had no way of resisting. The bewitching blue colored flame body was ruthlessly launched backwards by the strike. It tumbled backwards, directly into the deep chasm, and fell into the depths, causing a shocking pithole to explode at the very bottom.
“Nie!!”
The two Blue Nightmares suddenly registered the enemy’s attack, and they let out indignant roars. Two balls of flame abruptly condensed...
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