Yun chujiu saw that the lightning that struck down this time contained a lot of lightning power, and she was a little uncertain. Although the ball of yarn had tricked her previously, she still used her spiritual sense in a moment of desperation and said,
“Ball of yarn, collect!”
Needless to say, it was really collected into the great void mystic realm, but it was quickly bounced out again.
Even so, it managed to dodge most of the Lightning and was only affected by a portion of it. It was not a big deal.
Yun chujiu did not have the time to settle the score with Mao Mao Qiu. She really did not understand why there was only one dark cloud fighting with her to the death. Could it be that she had offended it before?
At this moment, Wu Yun’s leader was filled with regret.
Its power of lightning was completely exhausted. It basically had no ability to protect itself now. If it encountered trouble, it would probably be in trouble.