Qingge was attacked by the mental power of the Apocalypse King, which made her consciousness temporarily unable to concentrate and had a severe headache.
She pinched her eyebrows hard, then slowly walked out of the Ling Palace Master Hall.
The sunlight dispelled the endless darkness, and Qingge suddenly felt dazzling and couldn't help but squint.
The mental oppression suddenly disappeared, Jie Shuanghua, Liu Yan'er and others came one after another, worried, observing Qingge up and down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qingge safe and sound.
"I was so scared that I thought the visitor of the Apocalypse King was not good." Jie Shuanghua said.
Liu Yan'er looked at her deeply. After a long time, her red lips trembled and said, "Give me out next time, then make plans to never interact with each other."
Qingge raised his eyebrows, "No next time."
"You will do your best and remember your own words." Liu Yan'er said depressedly.
Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise she would be unable to bear it.
The footsteps sounded, and Yun Han walked from the front. He glanced at Qingge without any hesitation and sensed it with his spiritual energy. Qingge was indeed not injured.
"The ring has been set up, prepare to go to the ring. All the eight kings are watching the battle." Yun Han said.
Qingge nodded.
As she walked forward, Yun Han grabbed her sleeve.
Qingge stood still and turned his back to Yun Han.
"Your mental power is not very good, I'm afraid you can't fight." Yun Han said.
Jie Shuanghua and Liu Yan'er looked at each other, their eyes slightly shining.
Why did they forget that Qingge has no scars on her body, but her mental power will definitely be traumatized.
"I know my own body better than anyone else, and I don't have to worry about King Yun."
After saying that, Qingge led everyone to the ring.
The battle between Hefeng and King Luo attracted everyone in the Mansion Spirit Land.
Yun Han looked at her back and shook his head helplessly.
He is willing to believe it, but reality is right in front of him. How can she win?
Is it because of this courage?
Which practitioner has never been frivolous when he was young, and his fate was very tragic when he could not recognize the reality. He had fallen to his head and blood before he had been tempered.
Yun Han turned his eyes and looked at the main hall. The two doors were half open and swayed for several times before they could freeze.
Yun Han sighed and walked towards the ring with everyone.
The ring is placed on the west side of the Ling Palace and is built in the open air. Once the war begins, it will be stormy and storm.
There are seats all around the ring, and it is not a problem to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
The ring covers a large area and is not comparable to that of Zilingyuan's ring.
In the battle of a strong man, his sword intent is like howling wind and his sword aura is like rolling thunder in the sky. His aura is incomparable to others.
It is said that if a super strong man fights, many practitioners will definitely come to watch.
Watching the battles of these venerables can improve their mental state and understanding. If they are enlightened, they can even change their entire cultivation life by watching a battle.
"At the beginning of the ring, the King of Apocalypse will set up a layer of bans around, commonly known as protective barriers." Liu Yan'er said: "In this way, the aftermath bursts during the battle will not hurt others."
Liu Yan'er paused and was silent for a while.
After a long time, she looked up at Qingge and said, "Same, if the protective barrier is not lifted, you cannot leave the ring. Once you enter, there is no way to go. We can only go one way to the dark."
"Did those two coffins arrive?" Qingge asked.
"It's the Xuanbing Coffin, not the best crystal coffin, but the ready-made coffin in the Mansion Spirit Land. Brothers have moved to the west stage." Liu Yan'er said.
"Master Liu, are you afraid?" Qingge looked at Liu Yan'er and asked.
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of death? I'm afraid." Liu Yan'er took a sip of wine, "But as soon as we think about how difficult it is to do something, we bear responsibility... If this battle is won, then
It is glory. Heroes often live to die. They are afraid of death but never retreat. This is what we should do most."
Qingge patted Liu Yan'er's shoulder with a heavy mood, "The coffin is here. Either put the Luo couple in it, or we will be buried in the soil, and the worst ending is already there."
"The Eight Kings are here..."
A sound sounded, Qingge looked at the gilded high platform, and the eight kings sat on chairs, each with full momentum.
Being able to be king in the sea is definitely not a good person.
The leader is the King of Apocalypse, and the other seven kings are far behind the King of Apocalypse.
Yun Han glanced at Qingge as he walked forward.
He is still as cold as the wind, arrogant and cold as he is.
The Fuling Land Manager stood in front of the gong and rang the gong.
Luo Tianrui jumped up and landed on the ring.
He glanced at Qingge contemptuously, and his eyes fell on the two coffins.
"I really know myself and know that I have to prepare two coffins." Luo Tianrui said sarcastically, "I want me to see, He Feng is dead, and there is one coffin missing."
Qingge ignored Luo Tianrui's provocation, looked at Liu Yan'er and said solemnly: "The first battle is just a form. I don't want you to last long. If you hurt your life, you must give up and go out of the arena. Luo Tianrui
The methods are so cruel, I don’t need to say it again. I don’t want to bring your ashes to the end. What I want is a real person, the real Master Liu.”
Liu Yan'er reached out and hugged Qingge, "It's so long-winded. My ears are getting callused."
Liu Yan'er held the wine pot and patted Qingge's back, "When we win this battle, we will definitely drink him for three days and three nights without getting drunk. After the Apocalypse Sea, we must be in ours.
The name is given a legend."
"Okay." Qingge smiled.
Liu Yan'er handed Qingge half of the pot of wine left in her hand, "The hot wine that has just been hot is half of it for each person."
Liu Yan'er walked towards the ring with a knife on her back.
Xiao Shanyan opened her mouth and wanted to stop her, but finally remained silent.
Liu Yan'er is not the strongest person, nor is she the most beautiful one. She even has a scarlet scar extending to her collarbone.
But her style is beyond her reach.
The charming and evil eyes, slender legs, a red skirt, delicate collarbone, seductive shoulders, and the hideous scars add another kind of abused beauty.
She carried the crescent moon scimitar, the knife was in the sheath, and the handle was tied with a red rope.
The red rope was the treasure given to her by He Dongye.
She vaguely remembered that a year ago, He Dongye believed the scammer and mistakenly regarded the scammer as the old man. He used all his money to buy two worthless red ropes, one tied to her knife, and the other tied to her.
On your own hammer.
From then on, He Dongye slept with a hammer in his arms every day.
Liu Yan'er thought the red rope was annoying and wanted to lose it, but in the end she put it in the space bag.
In the end, she took out the red rope.
"Old Dong, you are with me, aren't you?" Liu Yan'er said to herself.
Kakka—
When the knife was unsheathed, the waning moon had not returned.
The blade is sharp, and the hair is broken, reflecting the cold light.
The wind blew the red skirt backwards, showing off her figure.
Chapter completed!