It was a little difficult for her to control the spell last night, but now it is much easier than last night!
Feng Chuge never noticed that the bracelet on her hand was emitting a faint white light...
At this moment, a huge momentum was projected on the spell paper, directly surrounding Yan Qing.
Yan Qing felt waves of pressure coming on her. She tried to move forward, but it seemed as if she was being pulled by something, making every step difficult.
She glared angrily, and there seemed to be fire burning in her black eyes at this moment. She just looked at Feng Chuge with splitting eyes and murmured, "I want to drag you to die together..."
Feng Chuge continued to manipulate the spell.
She was not a real spell master, and she could only use spells to do simple things. But now, while she was controlling the spells, she felt a strange flow of air emerging from her meridians.
At the same time, the flames on the talisman slowly faded away from the red color, and faintly, there was a light yellow flame coming out...
The firelight of a junior spellcaster is yellow, that of an intermediate spellcaster is purple, and that of an advanced spellcaster is blue!!
A pale yellow light surrounds Yan Qing.
That oppressive force is getting stronger and stronger——
Sensing the oppressive force, Yan Qing's eyes flashed with surprise. She could no longer care about anything else. She just lost her temper and drew out almost all her spiritual power.
At that moment, a white aura surrounded her body.
She narrowed her eyes lightly, and all the breath she released gathered in her palms. She raised her hand, intending to knock down the spell paper.
However, under the impact, the spell paper was not affected at all! The yellow light on it became more and more dazzling.
The feeling of oppression...is getting stronger...
Yan Qing finally panicked.
The look of fear in her eyes became more and more profound——
It was at this moment that Feng Chuge suddenly opened his eyes.
She raised her body, and a strong air flow came out of her body, and she hit Yan Qing straight!!
"Bang!!" There was a violent impact——
On the spot, huge white smoke dispersed, and at the same time, a painful roar was shouted out, shaking all directions——
Self-destruction is inherently extremely dangerous.
If you are not careful, the spiritual power in your body will explode.
At this moment, under the impact of Feng Chuge's spiritual power, all the spiritual power in Yan Qing's body returned.
When the smoke cleared, Yan Qing fell to the ground with a red face.
She felt like there were balls of fire burning inside her body, and her whole body was about to explode...
Yan Qing was rolling around on the leaves, her hair spread out and stained with the withered yellow leaves on the ground, and her purple dress was also covered in dust.
At this moment, where does she still have all her usual demeanor?
All that is left is endless embarrassment.
Not far away, Feng Chuge looked down at Yan Qing coldly, with no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person——
There is a saying that goes well...
no Zuo no Die……
She glanced at the people on the ground again, then turned around, with no expression in her cold eyes.
The moment she turned around, there was a scream behind her, and then there was an explosion...
"boom--"
Feng Chuge's steps hesitated slightly.
She knew... Yan Qing's body exploded and died...
With a cold hook on her red lips, she headed towards Bi Luo and Green Bamboo without making any further stops...