Liu Yan'er pursed her lips and stopped moving forward.
She wanted to fight side by side with her, but she understood that she couldn't do anything and could only watch like a bystander.
She didn't understand why King Apocalypse deliberately made things difficult. Is it because Qingge deliberately used a trick to massacre 50,000 people during the Battle of the Jungle?
All eyes fell on Qingge.
Even Qingge thought he couldn't get through.
She could see every ridiculous face so clearly that she could see the waves of the sea ten miles away.
Her body became more and more bent, her knees were almost kneeling on the ground.
Qingge lowered his head, and his plump forehead was filled with cold sweat, sweating profusely, and pain swept across his body.
She raised her head with great difficulty and looked towards the direction of the main hall. In the magnificent palace, there was the king of this sea area.
Qingge looked around from the corner of her eyes, and mocking faces were all her sarcastic. These people seemed to be mocking her with their whole life's strength.
As for it?
Qingge raised his eyebrows.
Countless pairs of eyes were waiting for her to kneel down and kowtow.
A stick of incense will soon burn to the end.
Mocking, contempt, disdain.
There is no other feeling in everyone's eyes except these.
Qingge was in a headache, and the moment his mental power was crushed, his soul seemed to be broken.
Qingge closed her eyes tightly, and she finally realized the power of the Apocalypse King.
It's even more terrifying than I thought.
Qingge is a spiritual master. In the past few years, King of Apocalypse has been one of the most powerful spiritual masters among the practitioners she has met.
It is very powerful to control the mental power, and it seems that it is no problem to call the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the sea.
It is said that as long as the King of Apocalypse is willing, he can turn 50,000 ordinary practitioners from adult IQ into idiots in an instant.
In this plane, it is easy to fight against four hands with two fists. As long as the strength is enough and the level is high enough, it is easy to fight against one hundred even if you fight against one thousand.
The country is destroyed by a blink of an eyelid, and you can kill people by raising your eyelids and releasing a strong aura.
Only those with strong strength, strong background, or great heroes who truly consider the people can be respected by the world.
Most of the people who were born humble are struggling in the mud. It is good that one of the millions of practitioners can stand out and become famous all over the world.
Qingge's knees kept moving down.
She was covered in cold sweat, her consciousness was weak, her legs were trembling and weak, and her only willpower made her persevere.
Suddenly, the corpse energy hidden in the spiritual world surged out, wrapped around every skin of Qingge's body, isolated from the mental attack of the Apocalypse King.
Seeing Qingge about to kneel down, hundreds of thousands of people were waiting to see the jokes, and she was embarrassed.
However, at this moment, a knife suddenly appeared in Qingge's right hand. She inserted the Mingwang sword to the ground and stood up straight with the power of the knife.
Suddenly, there was an uproar around him, and everyone was stunned and looked at her indisputably.
She walked slowly forward against the sun's light and dragged the Ming Wang sword.
The terrifying mental power, like a tornado, hit her like cotton, and had no effect.
She just relieved her pain and embarrassment, and walked forward calmly.
"How is this possible..." Biyuling murmured.
The reason why King Apocalypse was able to become the master of this sea area is because of his powerful mental power.
The mental power comes out, the wind swept and clouds return, the mountains collapse and the earth breaks, and the sea flows backwards.
King Apocalypse spent ten years creating an immortal myth in the sea.
King of Apocalypse is the belief of every pirate.
The King of Apocalypse came prepared and deliberately made things difficult for him. The mental power he summoned was enough to crush the Lord of Fengyue.
Faced with such mental power, why should she be underestimated as if she had passed by a land without a man?
She should walk on thin ice and penetrate her heart step by step.
Not seeing her downfall, everyone's supposedly high mood seemed to be depressed.
Qingge leaned forward against the corpse qi in his body. As he walked, the corpse qi gradually disappeared.
When she walked to the gate of the main hall, there was no corpse energy in her body.
The orbs transformed from corpse energy also disappeared.
That was the corpse energy of Yanyan, the only one that Yanyan left to her.
Qingge looked up and saw nightmare in a place where hundreds of thousands of people thought it was air.
If Yan Yan had not experienced those things, without those bad pasts and stories, he could be a handsome and beautiful boy, a beast trainer who was determined to be in all directions.
Yan Yan was hanging in the air in a purple robe, and every part of his body was condensed from corpse qi.
Around Yan's body, the sleeves and the tail of his hair were like black smoke, surging out.
The nightmare under the rising sun is no longer a skeleton or unrecognizable.
He is very handsome and tall.
He grinned at Qingge, and Qingge seemed to hear the sound when his lips moved:
——Ye Yatou, long time no see, don’t be fine.
Only Qingge can see Nightmare.
Yan Yan fell to the ground, and he stretched out his hands to hug Qingge.
His hands passed through Qingge, and Yan was stunned and then smiled.
——That dark time, thank you for your company.
——The road of life is still long, I can only accompany you here.
——In the future, I remember to burn some paper money for me at the fork in the road, so that I could go to the underworld to chase the beautiful little girl.
Every word, every sound, it seems to be from ancient times resounding in Qingge's mind.
Qingge stretched out his hand to grab Yan, but in the end, his hand passed through Yan's body and touched the door of the Ling Palace Master Hall.
——Little girl, goodbye in the next life.
The nightmare turned into light and shadows, disappearing between Qingge's fingers.
Qingge held the door and opened his eyes wide.
The corpse energy left by nightmare can protect her at critical moments.
Because the Apocalypse King's mental power was too strong, all the corpse energy was consumed.
The only remaining corpse energy disappeared, and the last trace of the nightmare's existence passed by the world disappeared completely.
Qingge has always been very strong, not only because of strength, but also because of the ability to accept things, has a stable mentality, and is strong enough to be invincible.
There are many changes in life, and she can accept it quickly and try her best to be at peace as soon as possible.
Qingge's hand, which was placed on the door, knocked on the door, "He is here to pay homage to the King of Apocalypse."
There was a silent sound in the hall, but with the gust of wind, the two hall doors suddenly opened.
The hall was pitch black, and the blackness was gone, and the coldness came to my face. Qingge was creepy and she had goose bumps all over her body.
Qingge hesitated for a moment, raised his feet and walked into the main hall.
Luo Tianruixu narrowed his eyes, felt heavy, thoughtful, and murmured softly: "How did she do it?"
I was clearly about to collapse the previous second, but the next moment I stood up, and every step was easy to walk.
There are hundreds of thousands of pirates in the Apocalypse Sea, but no one can do it.
Bi Yuling clenched her fists tightly and her eyebrows were furrowed tightly.
She was extremely disappointed when she didn't see Qingge's embarrassing appearance.
On that side, Liu Yan'er and others gathered together in the Fenghai area.
When Liu Yan'er saw Qingge walking to the Ling Palace Master Hall successfully, she was shocked while breathing a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!