Feng Jin's pupils tightened, and a beautiful scene was reflected in his eyes.
On the east side of the crystal platform, Qingge jumped up like a phoenix chirping in the sky. In mid-air, Qingge held a bow with his left hand and pulled the string with his right hand.
Light bloomed at her fingertips, and when she pulled the strings apart, everyone seemed to hear the deafening sound of thunder.
Qingge stretched the string to the extreme, and finally let it go suddenly, and saw countless red lights flying towards the colorful afterimages like shooting stars.
You'er's hand holding Liu Yan'er's sleeve trembled slightly, "Meteor Arrow, Master, she actually fired Meteor Arrow."
Liu Yan'er was stunned. She knew that You'er's meteor bow was not an ordinary weapon, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.
"My mother said in a letter she wrote during her lifetime that the Meteor Bow will become stronger when it is strong and weak when it is weak. The archer itself is not strong enough and has a shallow talent. The Meteor Bow is not as good as an ordinary bow and arrow in her hands. But if there is a person with good fortune,
Every arrow of the Meteor Bow is transformed into a meteor." You'er smiled bitterly, "I have ruined the Meteor Bow for so many years, but fortunately it met its master."
But on the other side, meteors and arrows flew out one after another, heading straight for Qicai.
The arrows were so powerful and the meteor light was so magnificent that Qicai felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
When Qingge was shooting the arrow, her body was floating in the air in a crescent shape, her eyebrows were picturesque and exquisite, her expression was solemn, and there was a certain kind of fanatical light flowing in her eyes.
The next moment, everyone saw that the golden hairpin that bound Qingge's hair broke apart, and her silver hair flew around, starting from the ends of her hair and starting to change, like red ink spreading on rice paper, until three thousand red hair flew in the wind.
Qingge closed her eyes and felt the tranquility of the world, and her body was frozen in mid-air.
Instantly, Qingge opened her eyes, her red pupils were dazzling and as scarlet as blood.
She still has the same appearance, but she is extremely graceful, with red lips, bright eyes, and white teeth.
She shot out another meteor arrow, aiming directly at the center of her colorful eyebrows.
"Qicai, you are too weak." Qingge said lightly, full of aloof nobility, proud and elegant, like the emperor of the dark night reigning over the world.
A strong sense of oppression hits every person and every soul.
Qicai opened her eyes wide in shock, "Master...Master..."
The woman suspended in the air, her forest green gown floating, the moment her toes touched the ground, her eyes were as dark as ink, and her red hair turned silvery white as if covered with a layer of snow.
Clear and cold eyes glanced at Qicai, Qingge frowned.
She blurted out the words just now involuntarily.
She looked down at the meteor bow, and a strong sense of crisis filled her heart and lungs.
"Lord Qicai!" The divine envoy walked toward Qicai with a worried look on his face. Qicai collapsed on the ground, his body becoming the phoenix itself.
Under the colorful body, the blood flows.
Colorfully waving its wings, its bright and intense eyes stared at the divine messenger.
The envoy from the Divine Realm was stunned, looking dazed and full of disbelief.
After a long time, the envoy from the Divine Realm stood up straight and said loudly: "Ye Qingge, enter the Gongmen, Wuji Gongshen!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.
The wind passed by silently.
Wuji...Gong Shen...
The expressions of most practitioners are dull.
The reason why legends are called legends is because they are not reality.
Now they have heard about the legendary Wuji and seen the grace of a generation of bow gods.
Even if they don't want to believe that a four-star person can become the Wuji Bow God, they have to say that when she sings and strings and draws arrows, her grace is unparalleled, and all living things should surrender at her feet. This is from the depths of their souls.
Derived feelings of fear and awe.
Feng Jin looked at the woman in green on the crystal stage and saw the scene in her dream come true. However, Feng Jin's body felt helpless after a disaster. Her legs were trembling and weak and she could no longer stand.
He knelt on the ground, and at this moment, tears filled his eyes, "Wuji Bow God, looking at the Heaven Realm, there is only one person, except for the people in the God Realm, only Wuji, who is the highest peak of the fifty-two sects, can be called a god."
Feng Jin stood up holding the Roman pillars in the Shenbing Fort, tears falling like soybeans, all over his face.
He was crazy and crazy, but no one dared to make fun of him.
Feng Jin roared and shouted until his voice became hoarse, "What's wrong with the four-star people? Who do you have the right to laugh at? When you people from the middle plane begin to trample on the lower plane, who do you have the right to complain about becoming the slaves of cultivators from the higher plane?"
?So what if I don’t have any real energy? You know clearly that the princess lost dozens of real energy to save her friends, but you are not in awe, and you still use this to make fun of the princess. Are you worthy? With all due respect, the reason why everyone here is
It's nothing special, but you deserve it. When cultivators forget the true meaning of cultivation, and when ridicule and ridicule are everywhere, why don't you yourselves live like dogs?"
"Have you seen it now? Wuji Gongshen, this is the person you once laughed at. The True Essence Illusion Palace and the Divine Weapon Castle are both supervised by the Divine Realm. Once you are lucky, will you be lucky the second time? You only hate others for being favored by God.
, Little do you know that it is precisely because you spend your time in this area that you live such a miserable life. You live a mediocre life and comfort yourself that you are ordinary and valuable. That is because you have no ability."
Feng Jin's every word hits the nail on the head, and after a few words it feels like he can defeat a million-strong army.
He is like a crazy poet, crazy about the beautiful and spiritual poems, and proud of the flowers that come out of his pen.
Tens of thousands of people gathered at Shenbing Fort, but no one could refute Feng Jin's words.
They slowly shifted their gaze and looked at the calm woman.
She is the Wuji Bow God, and she wears the Phoenix Feather Medal unique to the divine realm, but she is not even proud of it.
It seems that that is what it should be.
Miss Ninth stood at the door, her mouth wide open in surprise, her jaw seemed to drop.
Such a magnificent and gorgeous scene is rare to see in a thousand years.
The teacup in Gillian's hand fell to the ground.
The bow she was so proud of was shattered into pieces like a joke at this moment.
"The Wuji Bow God... am I crazy, or is this world crazy?" Miss Ninth murmured to herself.
Lan Cai'er and Tan Ruhua looked horrified, and then their faces turned pale.
Are they going to be so unlucky?
Lan Cai'er squeezed and talked like flowers, the two looked at each other and left with a tacit understanding.
Thirty-six strategies are the best.
They don't want to kneel down and kowtow and call grandma.
You'er geared up and blocked the way of the two girls, "Did you two suffer from amnesia and forget what you just said? Everyone in the Shenbing Fort, including several elders, could hear clearly the promise you made.
What about Chu, why are you two going to break your promise? I think, with Mr. Feng’s behavior, if he is the loser, he will definitely go to the toilet as promised, and you two can’t escape."
You'er smiled maliciously like a little devil, with cute little tiger teeth exposed on both sides of his mouth.
Lan Cai'er's face turned pale.
Tan Ruhua's body trembled slightly.
"It's just a joke. Miss You'er must drive people to death?" Gillian calmed down and lowered her voice.
"Who did you promise to force them? Miss Gillian, you are a sensible person, how could you be so miserable like them?" You'er stopped laughing, his face full of sinisterness.
If you don’t fulfill your promise, no one will be able to leave!