Nian Shutong had no time to complain, wondering why she only thought of using it now. She continuously absorbed the energy provided by the little white mouse, tightening the vines in her hands more and more.
If one looked closely, there were dense thorns on the vines, constantly pricking the ugly bird's body.
The ugly bird's shrieking, at this moment it realized that it probably wouldn't survive.
"Roar———"
You lowly two-legged beasts, die together!
The ugly bird gathered all the energy in its body, continuously burning its own spiritual blood to gather a deadly blow.
"Master, it's unleashing a massive attack!"
"Perfect! Bring it on!"
Nian Shutong grasped the vines, soared into the air, with one end of the vine automatically wrapping around her waist. Her black hair flew about as she spread her arms, drawing circles in the air, the energy converging in her hands alternating up and down.
