Qingge was attacked by King Apocalypse's mental power, causing her consciousness to be temporarily unable to concentrate and giving her a severe headache.
She pinched her eyebrows fiercely, and then slowly walked out of the main hall of the Spiritual Palace.
The sunlight dispelled the endless darkness, and Qing Ge suddenly felt dazzling, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
The mental pressure suddenly disappeared. Jieshuanghua, Liu Yaner and others came over one after another. They were worried and looked at Qingge up and down. They were relieved to see that Qingge was safe and sound.
"I'm scared to death. I thought King Apocalypse was coming with bad intentions." Jie Shuanghua said.
Liu Yan'er looked at her deeply for a long time, her red lips trembled, and said: "Next time you throw me out, then make a plan to never have contact with each other until we die."
Qingge raised her eyebrows, "There will be no next time."
"Be true to your word and remember your words." Liu Yan'er said gloomily.
Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, she would really not be able to bear it.
Footsteps sounded, and Yun Han came from the front. He glanced at Qingge casually, and sensed it with his spiritual energy. He found that Qingge was indeed not injured.
"The arena has been set up. Get ready to go to the arena. All the eight kings are watching the battle." Yun Han said.
Qing Ge nodded.
As she walked forward, Yun Han grabbed her sleeve.
Qing Ge stood still and turned his back to Yun Han.
"Your mental strength is not very good, I'm afraid you won't be able to fight." Yun Han said.
Jie Shuanghua and Liu Yan'er looked at each other, their eyes slightly stern.
How could they forget that Qing Ge had no scars on his body, but his mental energy would definitely be scarred.
"Whether I can fight or not, I know my own body better than anyone else. King Bunuo Yun is worried."
Qing Ge said this and led everyone to the ring.
The battle between Hefeng and King Luo attracted everyone in Fulingdi.
Yun Han looked at her back and shook his head helplessly.
He wants to believe it, but the reality is before him, how can she win?
Do you rely on being so lonely and courageous?
Which cultivator has not been frivolous when he was young and failed to recognize the reality? The end is very tragic, and he has already suffered a broken head and blood before he has gone through many hardships.
Yun Han turned his eyes to look at the main hall. The two doors were half open and shook several times before settling.
Yun Han sighed and walked to the ring with everyone.
The arena is placed on the west side of the spiritual palace and is built in the open air. Once the battle starts, it will be rain or shine.
There are seats all around the arena, and it is not a problem to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
The arena covers a large area and cannot be compared to the arena in Zilingyuan.
In the battle between powerful men, the sword intent is like a roaring wind, and the sword energy is like thunder rolling from the sky. Others cannot match this momentum.
It is said that if a super strong person fights, many practitioners will come to watch.
Watching the battles of these venerables can improve your mental understanding. If you are an enlightened person, you can even change your entire cultivation life just by watching a battle.
"When the arena begins, King Apocalypse will place a layer of restrictions around it, commonly known as a protective barrier." Liu Yan'er said: "In this way, the aftermath of the battle will not hurt other people."
Liu Yan'er paused and was silent for a long time.
After a long while, she raised her head to look at Qingge and said: "Similarly, if the protective barrier is not lifted, you will not be able to leave the ring. Once you enter, there will be no way back. We can only walk to the dark side."
"Have those two coffins arrived?" Qingge asked.
"It's a black ice coffin, not a fine crystal coffin, it's a ready-made coffin from Fulingdi. The brothers have moved it to the west side of the arena," Liu Yan'er said.
"Master Liu, are you afraid?" Qing Ge looked at Liu Yan'er and asked.
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of death? I'm afraid." Liu Yan'er took a sip of wine, "But as soon as I think about what a difficult thing we are doing, we are burdened with responsibilities... If this battle is won, then
It is glory. Heroes often live toward death. Fearing death, but never flinching, is what we should do most."
Qing Ge patted Liu Yan'er's shoulder with a heavy heart, "The coffin is right here. Either we put the Luo couple in it, or we bury ourselves in the grave. The worst outcome has already been reached."
"The Eight Kings have arrived..."
A voice sounded, and Qing Ge looked towards the high gilded platform. The eight kings were sitting on chairs, each one full of momentum.
Being able to become the king of the sea is by no means a good thing.
The leader is King Apocalypse, and the other seven kings are beside King Apocalypse, and their momentum is quite different.
Yun Han glanced at Qing Ge as he walked forward.
He is still as cold as the wind, arrogant and cold.
The supervisor of Fulingdi stood in front of the gong and struck the gong.
Luo Tianrui jumped up and landed on the ring.
He glanced at Qingge contemptuously, and his eyes fell on the two coffins.
"You are really self-aware and know that you need to prepare two coffins." Luo Tianrui said mockingly, "Let me see, three people in Zefeng have to die, and there is one coffin missing."
Qingge ignored Luo Tianrui's provocation, looked at Liu Yan'er, and said solemnly: "The first battle is just a formality. I don't want you to hold on for long. If your life is hurt, you must admit defeat and get off the ring. Luo Tianrui
The methods are ruthless, I don’t need to say it again, I don’t want to carry your ashes across the Tianqi Sea in the end, what I want is a real person, the real Master Liu.”
Liu Yan'er reached out and hugged Qing Ge, "It's so long-winded that my ears almost get calluses."
Liu Yan'er patted Qingge's back with the hand holding the wine bottle, "When we win this battle, we will drink him for three days and three nights without stopping. After we cross the Tianqi Sea, we must be in our
There is a legend behind the name.”
"Okay." Qing Ge smiled.
Liu Yan'er handed the only half bottle of wine left in her hand to Qing Ge, "The hot wine is hot, half for each person."
Liu Yaner walked towards the ring with a knife on her back.
Xiao Shanyan opened her mouth to call her out, but finally remained silent without saying a word.
Liu Yan'er is not the strongest person, nor is she the most beautiful. She even has a scarlet scar that extends to her collarbone.
But her style is unparalleled.
Those charming and evil eyes, slender legs, a red dress, exquisite collarbones, attractive shoulders, and ferocious scars add another kind of sadistic beauty.
She carries the Waning Moon Scimitar on her back, the knife is in a sheath, and the handle is tied with a red rope.
The red rope was the treasure given to her by He Dongye.
She vaguely remembered that a year ago, He Dongye listened to the charlatan and mistakenly thought that the charlatan was Yue Lao. He spent all his wealth to buy two worthless red ropes, one tied to her knife and the other to her.
On your own hammer.
From then on, He Dongye slept with a hammer in his arms every day.
Liu Yaner thought the red rope was an eyesore, so she wanted to throw it away, but finally put it in the space bag.
Finally, she took out the red rope.
"Old Dong, you are with me, right?" Liu Yan'er said to herself.
Kaka——
When the sword was unsheathed, the waning moon had not yet returned.
The blade is sharp, blowing the hair and breaking it, reflecting a little bit of cold light.
The wind blew the red dress back, revealing her dripping figure.
Liu Yan'er pointed the knife in her hand at Luo Tianrui, "King Luo, Master Liu is here, let's fight."