In addition to the spiritual skills learned in the Hidden World Sect, this roll of silver wire was made.
It looks like a soft thread, turning invisible. Although it is a bit superficial and useless, its lethality is extremely powerful, much better than using bare hands.
The silver thread is rolled up, and something as thin as an ox hair is wrapped around an iron chain as thick as an elephant's leg. The disparity in strength is self-evident.
Almost as soon as the silver thread in her hand was wrapped around the iron chain that was about to approach her, Luo Qingyue's wrist suddenly shook, and a thin stream of light bounced along the silver thread and onto the iron chain.
Hearing only a muffled sound, Luo Qingyue raised her eyebrows and looked. The chain only trembled slightly, and then rolled towards her with an even fiercer momentum.[
Luo Qingyue leaned forward, saw the opportunity, found a gap and swung over, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.
The eighteenth floor is all hung with iron chains, with no orientation or timing.
It is no different from an ironworks room.
Luo Qingyue was walking among the iron chains, and she was extremely vigilant. If she were not careful at all, she would be hit by the iron chains and die.
After struggling for so long, Luo Qingyue only took one step forward.
With a 'click' sound, an iron chain stabbed Luo Qingyue with a sharp aura.
Luo Qingyue's eyebrows moved, and she kneaded a magic formula with her hands, and a human figure suddenly appeared next to her, which was exactly the same as her.
The chain hesitated for a moment, and at that moment Luo Qingyue rose into the air, tapped her toes, and jumped out a long way.
Her eyes were filled with endless murderous aura, and just as she landed, the figure that looked exactly like her disappeared.
The iron chains around him seemed to be angry, and each one looked like an angry dragon, vowing to kill Luo Qingyue.
With the silver thread dancing rapidly in her hand, Luo Qingyue approached the position of the fox wall sculpture step by step.
Suddenly, when she was still more than ten meters away from the fox wall sculpture, the moon-eating sword that was originally nailed to the wall suddenly moved and headed towards Luo Qingyue.
Luo Qingyue's eyes flashed, and there was a strange movement in her ears before she could avoid it.
The Moon-Eating Sword struck her arm with a 'snap', and the dancing silver threads stopped for a moment.
The iron chains moved around her, like a poisoned whip that tore through the clothes on Luo Qingyue's arms and struck her hard on the arms.
Dazzling blood stains suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Luo Qingyue frowned in pain, and her slender fingers tightly grasped the iron chain in front of her to prevent the iron chain from binding her.
Iron-blooded ruthlessness flashed across her fair face. Luo Qingyue raised her eyebrows and looked at the Moon-Eating Sword hanging in mid-air not far away. It actually attacked her!
What's going on?
Her fingers gradually overflowed with blood. Luo Qingyue gritted her teeth and suddenly flicked her sleeves, and her body flashed in the air.[
The next moment he tried to stand firm, but an iron chain was wrapped around his ankle.
Luo Qingyue's face changed slightly, and her brows instantly furrowed.
‘Snap!’ The iron chain seemed to be controlled by someone, and it was pulled down hard, and Luo Qingyue fell to the ground.
The pain clearly spread throughout the body along with the blood, but Luo Qingyue pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
She still can't figure out why the Moon-Eating Sword attacked her?
Why?
There was a hoarse sound of flesh and bones grinding against the ground, and Luo Qingyue was dragged and slid ten meters by the iron chain bound to her ankles.
The clothes on his arms, which had been torn by the iron chains, were rubbing against the ground.
Blood stains dripped on the ground, which was shocking.
The hair around her ears was messy, and Luo Qingyue bit her teeth tightly.