The threads on these whisks are all transformed from the mouthparts she has refined over the years. They can be both strong and gentle, and they also have the function of sucking blood. As long as they poke the body of the other party, let alone a human man, even an elephant would have its life essence completely sucked out by the whisk in just a few breaths.
Unfortunately, nearly a third of it had been burned by that guy Zuan with an oil lamp in the room. Just thinking about it made her heart bleed. Refining each of the mouth parts was not easy.
The Mosquito Taoist's anger level has increased by 731!
"Be careful!" Zu An hurriedly reminded Tu Sanren, thinking that Mosquito Daoren really hated him to the bone. Even when fighting with others, she didn't forget to contribute anger points to him. If he fell into her hands, he would probably suffer a fate worse than death.
With a loud shout, a giant shield as tall as himself suddenly appeared in front of him, forcefully blocking the countless needle-like whisk threads.
Mosquito Taoist was initially unimpressed when she saw him take out a shield. After all, her whisk was powerful enough to split stone tablets and cut through gold and jade. What could such a broken shield possibly withstand?
However, she quickly widened her eyes, because her whisk threads couldn't break through the shield!
"An earth element cultivator?" She quickly realized that the opponent's shield was extraordinary, and it also had the power of earth protection, making it extremely difficult to break through from the front.
She reacted quickly, flicking her wrist, and the whisk threads bypassed the shield, attacking the opponent from both sides and above.
Tu Sanren was prepared. He pressed his hand on the ground, and the ground suddenly rose up, with huge figures crawling out of the ground.
"Gargoyles?" Zuan's eyes almost popped out. These creatures that came out of the ground looked a lot like the gargoyles in the movies and TV shows of his previous life, but they were also different. He couldn't quite put his finger on what was different, but he could vaguely sense that these gargoyles didn't have that eerie ghostly aura.
The gargoyles stood around the earthen man, shielding him from the whisk strands.
Mosquito Taoist chuckled, flicked his wrist, and twirled his whip. The dense strands of whisk hair instantly sliced into the bodies of the gargoyles, tearing them to pieces.
However, the smile on her face quickly froze, because the gargoyles seemed to be unaffected by being cut off. Their wounds healed quickly, and they rushed towards her from all directions.
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