The turquoise beads, with their flowing brilliance, are truly beautiful.
The bright Spirit Controlling Pearl is like the brightest star in the sky, blooming with its own dazzling light in the lifeless treasure room.
Yun Luoxue never knew what kind of spiritual object the Ling Yu Pearl was, but on several occasions, she relied on the spiritual energy of the Ling Yu Pearl to resolve crisis after crisis.
Now, looking at the shimmering Spirit Control Pearl in front of her, Yun Luoxue's eyes were filled with darkness. This should be the last time she uses it.
While she was thinking, Yun Luoxue felt a coercion like a thousand-year-old boulder, covering her body and mind heavily.
Qianmo Qingcheng's eyes were stern and she said in a deep voice: "Luo Xue, do you still remember what I said when we entered the treasure room?"
Yun Luoxue didn't answer, she was focused on how to save Qianmo Qingcheng from the hands of that black force.
The black power is darker than the night sky, like a huge devil's palm, extending its evil energy around the treasure room.
The power that implies domineering, bloodthirsty and cruel seeps out bit by bit, spreading around like colorless air.
Qianmo Qingcheng's mind was in a trance. How could this feeling... be so familiar?
The familiarity made him hate this kind of hostility and evil spirit.
Like natural enemies, they know each other well but hate each other.
In a panic, the black devil's palm once again approached his jade-like face, and there was now only ten centimeters between them.
The black power is like a huge whirlpool, vowing to swallow up all people and things that stand in its way.
This was the first time in the past twenty-one years that Qianmo Qingcheng had faced such a coercive and evil force. It was so strong that it made him feel that this force did not belong to the human world.
It doesn't belong to humans.
Logically speaking, a person in the late stage of martial spirit is already a top powerhouse on the Mingfeng continent. Why does he appear so vulnerable to this inexplicable force?
He knew that the six realms of reincarnation reflected the three realms.
This principle has been followed throughout the ages.
This force obviously does not belong to the human world, so where does it come from?
A touch of blood suddenly spread in the air, and Qianmo Qingcheng looked back in shock.
Even though he was always calm and composed, when he saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed. His face, which was originally as thin as paper, could be compared to deathly gray.
Luo Xue...
"What are you doing? Stop!"
With a low roar, Qian Mo Qingcheng shouted at Yun Luoxue as if she was crazy.
How could this be...
How could she do this...
Yun Luoxue raised her face with a tired expression, looked at Qianmo Qingcheng's anxious and shocked expression, and a smile as light as the breeze pulled out of the corner of her mouth: "I can only do this."
Qianmo Qingcheng's breath was suffocated, and her heart almost stopped beating.
I saw a red-red mixed with turquoise light desperately fighting against this dark force.
When the black power that was about to swallow up Qianmo Qingcheng encountered the red-green beam of light, it was actually forced to retreat a few centimeters.
There was a dagger lying next to Yun Luoxue, and the tip of the dagger was stained with blood.
It looked shocking. Yun Luoxue's white clothes were stained with blood, especially on her chest. The large blood stain looked like an enchanting open lotus. It was breathtakingly beautiful and looked desolate and beautiful.
Yun Luoxue's decision just now was to use her heart's blood mixed with the aura of the Lingzhu Pearl to resist the black power.
This is not a solution.
There is only a little blood in the heart, and depleting the blood in the heart is equivalent to depleting one's own life.