The silky smooth light escape experience came to an end immediately after the heavy fog filled the air.
In the thick haze, Weiying's perception was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any feedback.
This situation is already considered a desperate situation.
The deep despair, like the thick mist around her, swallowed up Weiying's will.
After the short-lived battle, Weiying once again recalled the fear she had faced.
In the mist that was difficult to see through, it seemed that in the next moment, witch flags holding the sky would violently fall down.
It may come from the front, or it may come from behind.
That kind of suspicion and anxiety is difficult to control for a while.
This type of spell has caused great losses to some ancient beings.
If it weren't for that human emperor, he could turn the tide on his own.
This historical line, the main axis of the Eastern genealogy, may look like another one.
How to fight against such spells and opponents?
Why don't you accept defeat honestly and go back to practice your skills again?
Such words emerged in Weiying's sea of consciousness.
Yes, she has made some progress compared to before.
Maybe if you practice for a few more years and step by step, you can reach a new height?
Such thoughts were stirring in Weiying's mind.
But in the next moment, a sharp sword energy suddenly appeared in her eyes!
Yes, of course she can admit defeat and practice silently.
But, she still refused to accept it!
Weiying's anxious mind set off huge waves.
Facing deep despair, the only way to break it is with a sword!
Even if your body is damaged and your Tao disappears, you should keep moving forward!
And at this moment, a flag suddenly fell from the haze!
Weiying's mind moved, and her already uncontrollable emotions finally turned into an unprecedented sword!
"Qiang!"
In an instant, a flash of sword light burst through the air!
At first it was the size of a cup of tea, and the next moment it was as big as a human head!
Going faster and faster, building momentum like a tide!
It avoided the shaman flag that was suddenly smashed down and flew firmly in a certain direction!
In the mist, Yi Xia looked at the sword light flying straight towards his chest.
It flies extremely fast.
It was activated when the witch flag was exposed in Weiying's sight, but it actually hit Yi Xia before the witch flag hit Wei Ying!
Vaguely, Yi Xia sensed some threat.
His mind moved, and then his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The opponent's spatial movement ability is restricted, but he doesn't have...
Then, Yi Xia looked at Weiying, who had collapsed on the ground after a sword blow, and slowly put away the witch flag.
The sword light broke through the air and flew away.
It was cloudy at this time.
As if a giant god was waving the pen and ink dyeing the sky, the originally gloomy clouds were directly stirred to pieces by the light of the sword!
In an instant, the sky suddenly became clear!
Then, the haze disappeared and raindrops fell.
Yi Xia nodded slightly as she looked at Wei Ying, who was listless but had a sharp aura.
This is the great witch's recognition of a firm believer in Taoism...
If that flag falls, the opponent will not die.
However, it is extremely possible to practice hard and need to practice again.
Under such a difficult situation, he still dared to use this sword, which must have made a difference.
In the battle of the extraordinary civilization of the Eastern lineage, this already falls into the category of "minor injury".
Protect your life completely without harming it at all.
It is for entertainment and social purposes.
How can we break through the obstacles of the great road in such a situation that is like child's play?
The other party said that the most important thing about the protection of the dojo is to protect the immortality of the true spirit.
For the extraordinary civilization of the Eastern lineage, this is the most important.
Valley is
In addition, everything can be used as the price of hard work...
Afterwards, Yi Xia left directly.
It's settled here, don't worry too much...
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Earth/Liucheng
The moonlight was dim when I left, but when I returned, the ground was bright and clear.
At this time, Liucheng has returned to the tired tranquility after the hustle and bustle.
Yi Xia sat on the deck chair and looked at the quiet night.
That sword light really surprised Yi Xia.
Sword cultivators who walk on the pure path are worthy of their journey.
It was also this fight that made Yi Xia discover that Dimension Jump (Giant Limited Edition) is indeed quite useful.
Whether it's a surprise attack or avoiding some critical damage, it has its own unique features.
If it can be combined with war dance, it will be a killer move.
Although it is not that complicated, it is Yi Xia's combat skill combination with the highest operating coefficient so far.
Ordinary enemies cannot resist his onslaught of war dance.
Simple does not mean weak.
Rough enough to deal with enemies.
At this time, it was already late at night on earth.
When I went to look for hot sauce, it was obviously not the right time.
Yi Xia is full of energy now and doesn't have much desire to sleep.
He thought for a while, then opened the comprehensive network panel and took a look.
After getting close to the materials for the third wisdom poison, there are only 4 light gold poisonous insects left.
Yi Xia decided to find a demon-oriented plane to pass the time.
Anyway, at this time, it is obvious that the demons have no rest...
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At the same time, somewhere in the multiverse
The demon warlock - Ma Kuiheer, is summoning demons.
In the dark sewer, a dark atmosphere filled the air.
The living body used as a sacrifice had turned into dry bones amid a burst of mournful wails and screams.
Demon Warlock Maquihel stared closely at the summoning circle in front of him.
For all this, it has been prepared for too long.
With its orc blood, it is extremely eye-catching in the human kingdom.
But in order to obtain more powerful demonic power, it must bear this risk.
Who makes those violent guys prefer to devour human souls?
If it is an orc, the demon warlock Maquihel only needs to find a large orc gathering place.
Orcs who are cruel by nature, unless they are too obviously reduced.
Under normal circumstances, they don't care too much about the number of slaves.
Demon Warlock-Marquiher understands it so well because it once fell into that horror and despair.
"...Come on, powerful demon, under the witness of the Chaos Abyss, sign a covenant with me to fight together!"
"In the name of the powerful Lord of the Abyss, this contract will never involve elements of the devil!"
Demon Warlock-Maquihel chanted slowly.
The evil and dark power quickly condensed into some twisted form in the void.
Demon Warlock Maquihel could feel that a powerful demon seemed to be paying attention to its sacrifices and contracts.
There was some urgent ecstasy in the eyes of demon warlock Maquihel, and he quickly increased the injection of mana.
And when that brutal and powerful image gradually emerged in the sewer that had been transformed by it.
Suddenly, the demon's shadow suddenly stopped.
The next moment, the demon warlock Maquihel heard countless shrill wails coming from the distant dark world!
What happened to that world?
Demon Warlock Maquihel listened to the creepy voice, his eyes full of horror.
It was also on this day that the demon warlocks in the surrounding planes who were closely connected to a certain dark world were shocked to find that all their summons were ineffective...
