After saying the last sentence, the deep male voice disappeared completely, and the air fell into silence.
"Um?"
The sudden silence made the twelfth seat a little confused. He turned around and looked at Shen Qingzhu who was standing behind him.
"You finally turned it off?"
Shen Qingzhu shook his head, "I didn't turn it off...it's the next story that will be completed by me."
He stretched out his hand and lightly snapped his fingers.
Snapped--!!
…
Second floor.
Lin Qiye stretched out his hand and knocked on the withered body of the seventh seat. The latter's body suddenly shattered like a block of sand, submerged in the lush green land at his feet, and disappeared without a trace.
And the flowers on her body, after absorbing all her vitality, have blossomed to an exaggerated level.
Lin Qiye slowly stood up from the ground. All the flowers in front of him were broken into light spots and scattered, and the green land under his feet also disappeared.
"Huh?"
At the moment when [Eternal Secret Garden] dissipated, Lin Qiye clearly felt a surge of pure spiritual power pouring into his mind. The consumption of the Forbidden Ruins was fully replenished, and his level even improved a little.
There was a look of surprise in his eyes.
Some of the vitality and spiritual power absorbed by those flowers will be used to feed themselves back?
Strictly speaking, this is the first time Lin Qiye has used [Eternal Secret Garden] to kill people. The last time he was in Xining, he did not kill the members of the 009 team, so he did not realize that the forbidden ruins had this effect.
Although Lin Qiye didn't know this woman's seat among [Believers], she should be among the best based on her "infinite" spiritual power. After such a strong man was mummified by the secret garden, his vitality and
All spiritual energy is integrated into the garden.
The Secret Garden took out part of its mental power and fed it back to Lin Qiye...
What is certain is that the "middleman" of Secret Garden is very evil. After eating a strong man in the "infinite" realm, the spiritual power he gave back to Lin Qiye was just that, which can only be said to be better than nothing.
This should only be regarded as hard work fee.
"How many are left?" An Qingyu walked to Lin Qiye and asked.
"Three." Lin Qiye swept his mental power across the manor and said calmly, "One is fighting with Shen Qingzhu, and the other is the ninth seat we saw in Baili Building last time. Now he is still circling in the yard.
There is an altar underground that has just woken up."
"They probably didn't notice it, right?"
"No, we did it very secretly. We didn't make any sound during the whole process. In addition, Pangpang's forbidden object was blocking the atmosphere. They didn't realize that they had lost a person at all." Lin Qiye shook his head.
This ambush can be said to have been planned for a long time.
After Lin Qiye and others sneaked into the manor, they went directly to the second floor, contacted Shen Qingzhu through Jiang Er's ability, and asked him to lead a [believer] to the second floor and kill him quietly.
In a head-to-head confrontation, Lin Qiye and others can also kill the seventh seat, but the problem is that doing so will inevitably attract the attention of several other [believers] and fall into a situation of being besieged. Therefore, the first important point of this ambush is,
It's "quietly".
Whether it's Jiang Er's [Psychic Field], An Qingyu's concentrated mental pollution, Lin Qiye's [Eternal Secret Garden], or Fatty's disarming of all things, all of them are aimed at preventing the seventh seat from making a sound
If so, kill it.
"Next, the most important threats are the 'Klein' level man underground, and the ninth seat wandering in the yard." Lin Qiye sensed it carefully, "The good news is, that 'Ke'
Lain' seems to have been severely injured by the sword energy of the senior sword master, and his aura is very weak, so we have no chance of winning."
"Then should we kill him first or the ninth seat first?" An Qingyu asked.
Baili Pangpang smacked his lips, "The ninth seat...how should I put it, I thought it was quite pleasing to the eye last time. It would be a pity if it died like this."
"Then go underground first and kill 'Klein'." Lin Qiye said, "As long as 'Klein' is dead, the ninth seat is just an 'infinite' and can be dealt with in any way."
"It's just an 'infinite'..." Cao Yuan sighed, "Are we all so loud now?"
"Be more confident. We are students of the Sword Master after all. What does it mean to be just 'infinite'?"
Baili Pangpang patted him on the shoulder, "Oh, yes, I forgot, Lao Cao, you are still in Sichuan..."
Cao Yuan:......
"Come on, Old Cao, even sister Jiang Er has reached the sea level. Isn't it a bit embarrassing for you, a senior?"
On the side, Jiang Er, floating in mid-air, lowered his head and said with some embarrassment:
"My realm is not all achieved by my own cultivation...this cannot be compared."
"Didn't he cultivate it all by himself?" Baili Pangpang looked at her doubtfully.
Realm, can you cultivate without relying on yourself?
Not only Baili Pangpang, but also the eyes of others were full of doubts.
"Well... something happened." Jiang Er didn't seem to want to say more on this issue and muddled through vaguely.
Everyone was very interested and did not continue to ask.
"By the way, Brother La, do you need our help?" Baili Pangpang asked worriedly.
"No need." The corners of Lin Qiye's mouth raised slightly, "It seems that he is already very skilled in assassination..."
…
First floor.
Dead silence.
It's silent, not because it's quiet, but because the air that carries sound here has been completely drained.
The twelfth seat, who was covered in bruises, seemed to be going crazy, rushing in a certain direction with all his strength. He opened his mouth to an exaggerated degree, trying to breathe fresh air, and his eyes were full of panic.
Suddenly, his body seemed to hit an invisible wall and was bounced back.
He fell heavily to the ground, veins all over his body popped out, and his expression was silently ferocious.
Shen Qingzhu put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the wall calmly, lowered his head and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it with his fingertips.
Yes, light it up.
Next to him is the only place with air in this vacuum area.
"Huh..." Shen Qingzhu calmly blew out a smoke ring.
The twelfth seat stared at Shen Qingzhu. Suddenly, he suddenly got up from the ground, a strange black light bloomed from his body, and rushed towards Shen Qingzhu not far away like a sharp arrow!
boom--!
Once again, he was bounced back.
An invisible wall of high-pressure air has completely sealed him inside.
More than six hundred cubic meters of air were compressed by Shen Qingzhu into an air wall with a thickness of less than two millimeters. It looked like a thin plate, but it could easily withstand even the bombing of an intercontinental missile, let alone just one.
Seat 12.
The twelfth seat hammered the wall of air crazily, roaring silently, as if he was cursing something.
Shen Qingzhu was not interested in what he was talking about.
He just held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at him with a smile, and spoke slowly:
"In the next life, remember to show respect to your seniors."
Snapped--!
The two-millimetre-thick high-pressure air wall instantly condensed into a beam, passed through the respiratory tract, and penetrated into the twelfth lung.