The inner force mixed in the unparalleled music, the addictive sound is even more bewitching, and even the butterflies in the field are slowly flying towards this direction.
Butterflies were flying, and the colorful butterflies in the mist actually danced together with the real butterflies. The seven-color pink butterflies flashed with light, and their dancing posture drew a circle through the air, which was elegant and charming.
"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?"
"Look, the seven-colored pink butterfly has lost its direction."
"This scene is beautiful, so beautiful..."
When the students saw this wonderful scene, they were greatly impressed. The seven-color pink butterfly transformed by Lan Zun actually danced with the butterflies in the mountains. It was so beautiful. In all their years of living, this was the first time they saw butterflies surrounding the flute.
Dance, and there are also seven-color pink butterflies that transform into fighting spirit!
"This..." Chi Lian Yingluo's eyes widened and she was speechless looking at the scene in front of her. What magic power does this flute sound have that makes all the seven-color pink butterflies dance along with it?
Everyone present was surprised. The kings of the Three Kingdoms above were surprised when they saw this. Even Lan Zun's fighting spirit could be controlled. The sound could control monsters and even transformed objects. They had never seen the sound of the flute control it.
Warcraft can also control Warcraft. This woman is definitely not a kind person!
For a time, the monarchs of the three kingdoms had their own thoughts. Even the angry Emperor Izumo looked at Wushuang. Remembering what she just said, he chose Izumo. If this woman can be used by him, he can keep her. If not, he can be kept.
What you use cannot be kept!
Wushuang's flute sound gradually began to become a little manic, that kind of sound that was not affected by any material, as if this and this side were integrated into her flute sound.
Chi Lian Yingluo's face was ashen and she stared at Wushuang with her eyes closed. She was looking at the seven-color pink butterfly flying above her head. The anger in her heart couldn't go away. She raised her hand and struck straight at Wushuang with a blue fighting spirit.
The blue fighting energy turned into countless nails with a 'swish' sound in the air. It came so fast that it was not easy for the master Lan Zun to take action.
The sound of Wushuang's flute paused, and the flying seven-color pink butterfly flew away and hit the countless blue nails.
There was a loud "crash" sound, just like fireworks exploding in the air. The seven-color pink butterfly and the blue nail exploded at the same time and fell outside the competition venue.
"Ah... run quickly..."
"That thing is poisonous..."
"ah……"
Screams kept coming, and the students watching around were injured from running, and some were stained by the mist of the seven-color white butterfly, and died on the spot.
Wushuang's flute sound stopped, he opened his eyes and looked at Chi Lian Yingluo with a smile on his lips.
Looking at the two magical beasts in the competition venue, the tenth-level Suanni beast was already bloody and dying, and the eighth-level armored rhinoceros was biting the flesh of the Suanni beast in its mouth. The scene was extremely terrifying.
Wushuang just stood there and looked at Chi Lian Yingluo, who had a livid face. He didn't say a word, just leaving her with a smile, that smile was full of ridicule.
"Ah..." Chi Lian Yingluo shouted, and the wind suddenly picked up. She must have killed this woman!
She can't compare to her, can't compare to her? Absolutely impossible!
Putting his hands on his chest, something like sparks condensed in his slender hands. The red, fire-like air mass became huge in an instant, as big as a stone roll.
"Do you dare to take this blow from Yue Wushuang?" He frowned, raised his brows, and even had a smile on his lips, looking extremely fierce.
Wushuang looked at the red fire-like air mass, and all the fighting energy in Jing's body was condensed. It seemed that Chi Lian Yingluo had even risked her life. Since she had even risked her life, then she still had to
What are you hesitating about?
The air ball in Chi Lian Yingluo's hand grew bigger and bigger, and even her face slowly turned red, so red that it could drip blood.
‘Boom boom…’ The air mass, which was like a burning fire, quickly moved towards Wushuang as the wind blew up. The speed was as fast as a sharp sword being unsheathed, and it was as powerful as lightning.
The mass of air that hit his face made Wushuang unable to open his eyes. He took a slight step back and held it tightly in his hands. The concentration of all the fighting energy of Lan Zun Fighting Spirit should not be underestimated.
Everyone felt uneasy when they saw Wushuang take a step back. Even the students watching around him hid away from the powerful aura coming from the opposite side. If this blow is carried out, they will definitely die!
Wushuang clenched her hands and increased her internal strength. There was once a frosty aura flowing through her body. Only then did she think of the ice crystals in her body. It turned out that the ice crystals had such abilities. When faced with the crisis, the ice crystals would automatically protect her.
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At this moment, Wu Shuang understood the benefits of this ice crystal. No wonder Feng Xinglie would not hesitate to destroy the entire Ice Clan to get this ice crystal!
The air ball that hit his face arrived in front of Wushuang in a blink of an eye. Wushuang flew into the air and struck out with a palm. The wind of his palm flew across the fire fiercely, blowing up the huge air ball. The fire-like air ball became more powerful and enchanting.
When it came into contact with the huge air mass, Wushuang's hand was quickly wrapped by the huge air mass, and his whole arm was moving towards the air mass. The air mass was like a suction cup, with great suction force.
"Wushuang" Yue Shuo couldn't help shouting when he saw this. He took two steps forward. The huge air flow was flowing and he couldn't move forward at all.
With a cry of annoyance, Yueshuo reached into her arms with her left hand and took out a red bottle with a pill inside. Yueshuo poured the pill into her hand and settled her eyes. The voice of the past kept coming...
How about this pill buying you five years of life...
This is the voice of Elder Poison Doctor, Mo Qiandou...
What a waste, only this medicine can help you get what you want...
This is the voice of the Dark Night Messenger...
Can't eat it, absolutely can't eat it...
This is grandma's voice...
This pill has been with him for three years and he has not taken it. But now, he is lucky to have this pill. After taking it, he can protect what he wants to protect...
"Look, Yue Wushuang is about to be sucked in."
"Lan Zun's fighting spirit is indeed extremely powerful."
A happy smile appeared on Chi Lian Yingluo's fierce face. If all her fighting spirit combined couldn't defeat this loser without fighting spirit, how could she have the face to live in this world!