Even though the little dark cloud kept hacking and hacking, it was still hooked by Hei Xinjiu’s hook and slowly approached the flying spirit tool.
When Wu Yun saw it, he was scared out of his wits!
This damned brat, wasn’t she satisfied after taking away one of her cloud wings? She actually wanted to continue abducting her? How outrageous!
Wu Yun hurriedly commanded the other little dark clouds to charge toward Hei Xinjiu’s flying spiritual artifact. Hundreds of heavenly lightning bolts struck down, and the hook turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, hei Xinjiu’s flying spiritual artifact also fell to the ground with black smoke rising from it.
Hei Xinjiu rushed out of the flying spiritual artifact that was about to crash while sitting on the chopping board. She felt that it was such a pity!