As soon as the words fell, Yun Luoxue, who was originally unable to exert her martial spirit in the Tian Jue Spirit Formation, felt the difference in the air around her. It was a power that only belonged to her small space.
With a 'swish' sound, the raindrops fell on Yun Luoxue little by little.
The rain is very clear and beautiful.
But in less than ten seconds, Yun Luoxue's fiery red dress was scratched out one by one.
Is this rain?
This was rain with a sharp aura, and every drop of rain falling on her body felt like someone was stabbing her with a needle.
Although it does not penetrate deep into the bone marrow, the pain is as uncomfortable as being executed in Ling Chi.
Her little face had an unusual color, and her fingers were clenched tightly. Yun Luoxue almost bit her lower lip, but she still refused to nod and admit defeat.
She can endure some pain, but there are some things she cannot and will not do.
"Tian Jue Feng Formation -" As Elder Feng finished speaking, his body that was originally like needles suddenly turned into a biting coldness from the strong wind. It was biting, it was really biting pain.
Wind can penetrate into people's skin.
A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Yun Luoxue couldn't help but sit down. Her whole body was trembling, and she hugged her knees with both hands.
The wind can kill people invisible, no matter how hard you hide, you can't avoid the erosion of the wind.
There is really no way to escape, all you can do is bear it.
But she is still as arrogant as ever and will never admit defeat.
When Qianmo Qingcheng on the water pavilion saw this, a murderous aura surged out of her deep eyes, and the little girl...
The five fingers clenched in the sleeves gradually loosened, and a dazzling bright light filled the entire palm, exuding faint water-colored waves.
"Master, you can't."
Bing felt Qianmo Qingcheng's murderous intent, grabbed Qianmo Qingcheng's right hand, and said in a low voice: "Master, you have to think about the overall situation. If your identity is exposed at this time, then..."
Qian Mo Qingcheng turned her head and looked at Bing who was holding his hand.
Looking at him with eyes as cold as thousand-year-old ice, Qianmo Qingcheng said: "I can't control that much anymore."
"If you charge like this, the princess will hate you. She will hate you."
Bing's voice was so low that only Qianmo Qingcheng could hear it.
His body trembled slightly, and an inexplicable look passed over Qianmo Qingcheng's monster-like face.
Will you hate it?
Hate him for helping her, hate him...
"Hate it if you hate it." Four words came out of her mouth, and Qianmo Qingcheng broke away from Kai Bing's hand.
Hate it if you hate it.
He would rather make her hate him than lose her.
Bing hesitated to speak and wanted to stop her again, but Qianmo Qingcheng had already stood up.
Just as he stood up, Qian Mo Huanxing, who was not far away, spoke: "Brother Huang, I know you feel sorry for your sister-in-law. But you can't help because you don't have the spiritual power. I asked them to stop."
It was as if I had never heard of Qianmo Mo, and I just stood still.
At this time, his eyes were facing Yun Luoxue on the arena.
Yun Luoxue looked up at him with a clear smile.
His eyes focused on Yun Luoxue, and his eyes were extremely distressed.
At this moment, it was as if time had stopped. At this moment, Qianmo Qingcheng's heart felt more painful than ever before.
"Heaven's Jue Thunder Formation——" Elder Yun said these four words, and the biting wind in the Heaven's Jue Spirit Formation turned into dense and roiling thunder.
A bolt of lightning struck Yun Luoxue's body mercilessly, and an unbearable burning smell filled her nose.
Lying on the arena, his body was covered with a heavenly spiritual formation that could destroy people's minds.
Yun Luoxue made a 'poof-' sound and spurted out a burst of blood.