The Queen of Thorns opened her eyes and carefully looked at the purple rooster entangled in candied haws. That's right, the guy's eyes were dull now, his purple-black beak was slightly open, and a purple-black little tongue was weakly drooping from its beak.

Obviously, the vital signs have left it, and this cheating rooster that has eaten many of her offspring is indeed dead.

After discovering that the purple rooster was dying, Queen Thorns suddenly felt in a good mood. Despite this, she tried to restrain herself and reminded herself not to look too proud, because the result of a moment of excitement and pretence was often a face shot.

Especially in front of the insidious opponent like Dragon Dragon, one must be cautious.

"Black-faced Kingfisher, is your rooster papery? I strangled it to death by tangling a few vines?"

The Queen of Thorns was happy to win a round for herself, but she always felt that she was not at ease. This victory came too easy. In fact, she still feels weird standing in front of the rooster body until now.

Is this rooster dying too easy?

She looked at the lifeless purple rooster warily.

However, it did not move.

She stared at the dragon carefully and found that he hadn't glanced at the purple rooster at all. This was very strange. The rooster had been entangled in the iron tribulus to breathless, and he hadn't looked at it for a long time.

This is very abnormal.

After all, it was summoned by his spell.

Does he actually care about its life and death?

He was so cold-blooded?

The black-faced man snorted coldly, "It seems that you like winning by quantity. Then, now, let's fight for quantity with you."

After speaking, the black-faced man immediately spit out a purple flame.

The purple flame flew out and hung in the air like a huge flame-shaped purple cotton candy.

He stretched out his left hand, palm up, and the purple flame immediately floated above his palm and stopped there.

Then, with a sly smile, he used his right hand to tear off a small piece of the big fingernail from the purple flame. He tore off the small piece of purple flame, squeeze it, squeeze it, fix it, actually The small piece of purple flame was squeezed into a purple rooster the size of a fingernail.

He breathed again at the little rooster, and the little rooster immediately grew up and turned into a big rooster measuring fifty centimeters in length. The enlarged purple rooster clucked and jumped from his palm to the grass.

This purple rooster was the same as the previous one. As soon as it jumped onto the grass, it immediately pecked and ate the iron briers as if it hadn't eaten for hundreds of years.

At the same time, the black-faced man tore off the big piece of his fingernail from the purple flame, and squeezed out the second big cock.

Then, he squeezed out the third and fourth in the same way. He kept squeezing them one by one until he used up the entire purple flame.

Looking at the grass, the eyes are full of purple roosters. They are all hungry like wolves. First they eat up the iron tribulus that has grown out of the ground. Then, they start digging seeds in the soil to sprout those that have not had time to germinate. All the seeds are scratched out and eaten.

The most unacceptable thing is that after a few roosters ate up all the iron tribulus on the ground, they ran straight to the purple rooster that had been entangled with a few iron tribulus just now, and ate it three times and entangled it Tribulus terrestris on the body.

With the iron briers entangled in it being eaten up, the purple rooster that had obviously died of breath just now came back to life.

Its eyes regained their radiance, as bright as before, and its small tongue that was drooping outside of its beak retracted into its mouth again.

Giggle-- giggle--

The resurrected purple rooster stood up suddenly, craned its neck again and crowed.

Giggle-- giggle--

All the purple roosters crowed together.

The Queen of Thorns trembled with anger when she saw the strangled **** come back to life.

Seeing this, the black-faced man laughed, "That plant, you are too stupid. This purple flame is transformed from my true energy, how can the rooster that transformed from true energy die? You are so good. Lie, after thousands of years of cultivating, it is still so simple."

"No wonder you didn't care at all about the death of the purple rooster just now. It turns out that you are acting in all of this, and that purple rooster is impossible to die!" The Queen of Thorns suddenly realized.

The black-faced man smiled, "You are finally a little smarter. Remember, any person, animal or object that is transformed by the mage's true energy, as long as the mage is in good condition, these things that are transformed by the true energy cannot die. Because If they are damaged in any way, the mage will immediately repair them with true energy."

The black-faced man laughed triumphantly, "How? That plant, if you compare the quantity, you also lose to me. To be honest, the seeds you sown are not enough for my rooster. Look, they are still digging in the soil. Eat, it seems that they have not eaten enough, so please plant more seeds."

The Queen of Thorns snorted coldly, "What else can your purple flames turn into cock-eaters?"

The black-faced man smiled, "My purple flame can change a lot. Changing a **** is just the simplest spell. It just becomes something else. Can you bear it?"

"Presumptuous! What nonsense are you talking about, just show me if you have the ability!" The Queen of Thorns cast her face down and roared.

The black-faced man slapped his hands twice and said loudly, "My roosters, are you all full?"

The purple roosters grumbled eagerly, as if they were full.

The black-faced man nodded in satisfaction and continued to speak loudly, "Then, now you are all full, and you have enough, it is time to go back and rest. This plant says that I can change no other tricks except you. Then you first Go back, and when there is nothing wrong, I will let you out and have a good time."

After finishing speaking, the black-faced man immediately stretched out his left hand, palm up.

The purple roosters cooed, rushing to the black-faced man.

As soon as they ran to him, they immediately shrunk into a purple flame the size of a fingernail, and then flew to his palm. When they stopped there, they saw clusters of purple flames flying to his palm, like a collection of orders. Just stop there.

As soon as the purple flames gathered in his palm, the flames and flames immediately merged with each other. As all the purple roosters on the ground turned into purple flames and flew to his palm, the flames that stopped in his palm became similar to each other. It was the same size as before.

A large purple flame burned in his palm.

The gorgeous purple dazzled people almost unable to open their eyes.

And the smile on the black-faced man's face is also weird, "Then, what tricks shall we change to make this plant convinced?"