章 1187: Priestess and Devil Child

"BOOM!" As that palm slammed down, the countless devilish runes entered Little Rascal, painting his golden body black. The energy from the runes seeped into him unceasingly, containing a fearsome corroding power. In fact, thunderous rumbling sounds also rang out, it was like a heavenly tribulation with the power to destroy the most solid of all defenses.

In that instant, Little Rascal's energy actually began to flow towards Mo Xie.

"ROAR!" Little Rascal let out fearsome howls of rage. His body abruptly turned small, retaining the form of a roc as he shot out of Mo Xie's grasp. Mo Xie's countenance changed. This Little Rascal's defenses were truly amazing, able to endure his attacks and even had the strength remaining to escape. In addition, he also seemed to have the capabilities of a thousand transformations.