The third battle of the day was between Qingge and Aventurine. Qingge jumped up and entered the ring. A long rouge gown was blowing in the wind, and the blood flowing like a river turned into rolling waves, one after another.
Lang, with three thousand waist-length white hair hanging down softly, the blood demon flower between her eyebrows shimmering coquettishly, and a pair of cold eyes flowing with turbulent fighting intent. She would like to know, if she uses the spiritual power of a weapon refiner to refine weapons, she will fight against him.
Aventurine's spiritual skills, who will be better?
A girl, a Mingwang sword, and a duel.
The aventurine walked up gracefully step by step, and there seemed to be begonias blooming beside the soft boots, with flowers in full bloom.
"I will not be merciful to women." This was the first sentence Aventurine and Qing Ge said today. Qing Ge laughed and said, "It is best to be merciless."
Aventurine lowered his eyes, and when he raised his melancholy eyes again, a large white mist was like a layer of clouds on the horizon, engulfing him. With a move of his willpower, all the spiritual energy from heaven and earth swarmed towards the ring, turning into light blades towards the arena.
Qingge attacked, Qingge frowned, she felt her hands were weak, her body was being imprisoned, her spiritual energy had become an invisible prison, and she was trapped in it, unable to escape.
In front of her eyes was an endless stretch of white mist, as if she were walking on the Naihe Bridge. The gloomy atmosphere came from all directions, and the chill was thick and bone-chilling.
"It seems that the first person in this battle between the four dynasties will be Prince Dongling." Ouyang Feng glanced at his son and said.
Ouyang Che pursed his lips and said nothing, but he also acquiesced.
Aventurine's power is different from other people's fighting and killing. He seems to live in his own world, and no one can enter. He is born with the aura of a king, but he is approachable by nature, just like a begonia flower in a lonely mountain, admiring it alone.
, branches sprout.
Everyone in the arena also believed that the number one spot must be Aventurine Cod.
Aventurine came through the fog, walked up to Qingge, raised his hand, and put his slender jade-like hand on Qingge's shoulder. His eyes looked a bit enchanting in the fog, and said, "Princess, you
Lost."
Qing Gexu narrowed her eyes, and a smile appeared on her face. Suddenly, she grabbed Aventurine's wrist and threw Aventurine to the ground over her shoulder. Everyone was shocked, only to see the girl's dark eyes.
There seemed to be red flames burning in it, and the flames flickered on the ring. The next moment, it enveloped the entire ring and covered it with white mist.
Aventurine stood up from the ground and looked at the girl in the fire in surprise, "Can you use spiritual fire to fight?"
Ordinary weapon refiners have very little spiritual fire. Their spiritual power can only summon a small cluster of fire and put it under the cauldron to refine weapons. However, the girl in front of him is so abnormal that she directly takes the spiritual fire.
Come to fight, this large area of spiritual fire dyes people's eyes red, swaying one after another.
To summon so much spiritual fire, one needs a variety of spiritual powers.
Thinking like this, Aventurine's face changed slightly, he frowned suddenly, and used a powerful spiritual technique. The strong wind blew by, actually trying to extinguish Qing Ge's spiritual fire.
The crimson spiritual fire gradually faded, and everyone began to be disappointed. Look, she was just lucky.
Qing Ge felt as if his mind had been hit hard with an iron rod. It was all blank and chaotic, and he had a splitting headache.
Frowning, Qingge tightened her grip on the Mingwang Sword in her hand. The red light flashed in her eyes. She suddenly slashed the Mingwang Sword on the ground, causing cracks everywhere. She tightened her pupils, concentrated, and gathered all her energy.
call out!
The fire continued and burned again. Qingge closed her eyes, and three thousand white hairs flew in the flames. Four fire pillars in the four directions of the arena suddenly surged towards her, forming four sky fires, connecting the four directions.
, suspended around her body, and underneath her were flames up to her waist, making a hunting sound, like a flag of victory fluttering in the wind.
In the entire arena, only Aventurine's body did not have any flames within one step. He looked at Qing Ge in surprise and found that this girl's mental power was extremely powerful. If she practiced mental arts, she would probably not be worse than him.
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But now they were fighting, and Aventurine was concentrating on it. His eyes were filled with white mist, and he saw a house behind the ring levitating directly. When he reached the ring, Aventurine's mind moved. This house was actually
Throw it at Qing Ge.
Everyone on the seats stood up. Such a wonderful battle, controlled by the mind, is rare to see.
Although Qingge has not practiced spiritual arts and is not a spiritual master, since her spiritual power is strong enough to summon so many wandering flames, she can still fight.
The huge house was dozens of times larger than Qingge's thin body, and it just hit her hard.
Ye Qingtian was very worried, but Elder An narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Old man, open your eyes wide and take a good look at your granddaughter's grace."
Ye Qingtian glanced at Elder An very unhappily, but still watched the fiery battle on the ring seriously as he said.
The house is about to fall on Qingge. If it really hits, it is no surprise that Qingge will be shattered into a ball of slag.
Strong winds were blowing, and the girl's blood-stained eyes suddenly opened. The cold light flashed as sharply as an unsheathed sword, and the thunder rolled, and she saw four fires suspended around her body. After twisting, four dragons shot out. When the bloody mouth opened,
The house was swallowed up in one gulp.
Four fire dragons gathered together, and the house was burned into powder. Then the fire dragons gathered together turned into golden sparks, falling in all directions.
Aventurine's chest trembled slightly, and a trace of blood spread from the corner of his mouth.
The red flames above the arena were burning fiercely. The girl with black eyes and white hair looked enchanting in the fire. She raised her jade hand, and a line of light burst out from her fingertips, and she ran towards Aventurine. In mid-air, the light and fire suddenly turned into a whirlpool.
, a red fire dragon swept out from the whirlpool and disappeared between Aventurine's brows.
Suddenly, Aventurine's mental power immediately collapsed and he was defeated, and the tingling feeling in his brain spread crazily.
He wanted to gather his energy to suppress the pain, but the more he did it, the more painful it became.
He stood in the fire, a world of his own, covered in youthful beauty. He frowned, closed his eyes slightly, and stood like that, with white smoke floating around his body.
There seems to be no movement, but in fact the battle has already taken place in the spirit.
Qingge clenched her teeth slightly, gathering her mental power to its strongest level!
Her soul has lived for two lives, and apart from other things, her mental power is as good as anyone's!
After a long time, Aventurine finally gave up and lowered his hands feebly. At this time, the red spiritual fire that was hidden between his brows also disappeared.
He opened his eyes, looked towards Qing Ge, and said three words quietly, "I lost."
No regrets, no unwillingness, just an extremely exciting battle.
Aventurine is a spiritual master, and for a spiritual master, victory or defeat is not as important as the battle process. His spirit will be gradually refined, strengthened, and hardened during the battle, until one day he can move mountains and seas.