Twelve people, twelve hearts, twelve thoughts. After so many years, the differences are naturally huge.
Rong Xiyue saw that the situation was reversed again. He was not in Natana's prediction, and he was not in his own prediction. When he pressed hard with the hand holding the wand, all the magic was condensed into the right hand.
The roots are at the top of the thickest vines.
"bump--!"
While the group of Twelve Stars were talking incessantly, there was a sudden force that shattered less than half of the gravel at the entrance.
The rubble flew out at an extremely fast speed, fanning out in the direction of the twelve star towers.
When the gravel was caught by a Xingque God, the underground tomb suddenly returned to silence. Rong Xiyue looked at the man holding the gravel with a look on his face.
He gritted his teeth and looked at the boulder that was still only slightly shattered after he tried all his strength.
After all the gods of unknown rank in the Twelve Star Tower were peaceful for a moment, the smell of gunpowder began to condense in the air.
"Brother, sister, don't be like this. I have delicious candies here. Seeing that you have been locked in the stone for so many years, you must have never eaten those delicious things. Why don't we coexist peacefully? I'll give it to you..."
Rong Xiyue knew clearly in her heart that she could not defeat these people.
Dealing with a Tana, maybe I still have a lucky chance to be able to escape. Dealing with a Star Tower God, maybe I still have a lucky chance to be able to escape, but if I face such twelve Star Tower Gods.
But she didn't have any confidence.
Even if I have my mother's memory, my mother's wand cannot be used when there is still black poison in my body. In the end, I will definitely be miserable.
Yun Yu sighed below, wondering whether he was feeling that Rong Xiyue still wanted to eat at this time, or whether he had never expected such a moment.
The Twelve Star Que God suddenly revealed weapons in his hands. They were twelve weapons of different shapes, all of which shone with the light of the gods.
Rong Xiyue looked at the weapon that was full of magic light and even transformed into divine light. She already felt the deep suppression of the equipment and the gap in the weapons.
Chi Yao is still sleeping in seclusion and practicing. Rong Xiyue is unwilling to wake Chi Yao up unless absolutely necessary. If the retreat is forcibly interrupted, not only will the effect of this practice be greatly weakened, but also,
There will be backlash.
What's more, the more powerful the retreat is, the greater the reaction will be.
Deep down in her heart, Rong Xiyue did not want Chi Yao to wake up at this time.
"The Twelve Stars are afraid of flames."
Under the Gate of Hell, Yun Yu, who had been silent since the Twelve Stars Tower appeared, suddenly spoke, his voice deliberately lowered.
"The colder the flame, the more fearful the Twelve Star Tower is."
Yun Yu added another sentence later.
Rong Xiyue thought of her Netherworld Ghost Fire, and suddenly remembered the girl with a broken leg whom she met in Rongcheng's academy and gave him the Netherworld Ghost Fire Bead.
Suddenly, I felt that there was a destiny somewhere.
And Rong Xiyue would not know that the Netherworld Ghost Fire Bead originally belonged to her mother Wu Qian'er. Wu Qian'er used it to save the life of the girl with a broken leg. The girl returned the thing.
Rong Xiyue repays the kindness.
When Yun Yu's voice sounded, Twelve Stars' expressions changed.
The former master, now the enemy, how could this voice be forgotten?
As for Rong Xiyue, after Yun Yu's voice fell, countless ghostly ghost fires quickly rose up around her body. Within three meters of herself, they were filled with little ghostly ghost fires.
"I see, brothers and sisters, it seems that we must capture this girl and the remnant soul of wisdom today to comfort us who are so depressed and buried here!"
One of the men in the Twelve Star Tower, holding a bow and arrow, pointed it at Rong Xiyue and fully drew the bow in his hand. The bow and arrows were all emitting a bright light and looked holy.
On the other hand, Rong Xiyue's will-o'-the-wisp was filled with gloominess everywhere.
The twelve star towers surrounded Rong Xiyue. Even if someone happened to be facing the top of the abyss, they were not worried about falling into the gate of hell.
The gates of hell will not contain the Founding God.
As the bodyguards of the Founding God, they will naturally never be admitted.
Tana, who transformed into a barb, hid at the back of the crowd, looking at the twelve Star Gods he was guarding, and let out a very strange laugh.
The wand in Rong Xiyue's hand grew larger, and she waved it in her hand. She gritted her teeth and was ready to face the fierce attack of the twelve star towers.
When the twelve attacks of different colors were all coming towards her, Rong Xiyue also took the initiative to launch a move to fight back. According to the attack of thousands of thorns in her mother's memory, the magic instantly turned into millions of stars, moving towards
Those twelve rays of light came back.
Rong Xiyue's whole body was also touched, and it hit the wall behind her loudly.
Wu Qian'er was an elf saint back then, and the wand was given by the God of Wisdom. The power of this wand should not be underestimated. When the twelve rays of light faced the thousands of thorns, they were even comparable.
One of the reasons is that Rong Xiyue is not strong enough, and the second reason is that under the Xingque Formation, the power of Limang is doubled.
in this way……
Rong Xiyue wiped the corner of her mouth and could not recognize the blood that spilled out.
As long as a star tower is destroyed and the formation is no longer there, the power will be greatly reduced.
"bump--!"
When Rong Xiyue was waving her magic wand to deal with Xingque, the weak-looking woman at the front, the boulder on the right suddenly made a loud noise, as if someone had smashed it from the outside, and she also heard a familiar and slightly evil voice.
the voice of the sutra,
"Ah, bah, bah! I told you, I am an honest person! I am also a mentor, how could I lie to you! Don't be so barbaric! Although I am a physical instructor, but..."
"Shut up!"
Following that somewhat ungrateful voice, there was another, somewhat irritable voice that I was more familiar with.
That fiery yet deep tone was something she was no longer familiar with. Rong Xiyue's face also lit up, and she turned to look in the direction of the boulder.
"Chu Wenyu!"
The sound in that voice was not confusion, but joy after confirmation.
Originally, Chu Wenyu was still dissatisfied with the instructor Gree, and was about to explode when she heard Rong Xiyue's voice coming from the rock in front of her. The irritability in her heart was suddenly soothed and replaced with joy.
"Xiaoyue?!"
However, Chu Wenyu frowned as he looked at the mountain blocked by huge rocks in front of him.