The number of people decreased sharply little by little. Whenever she saw the fallen Si family disciples, Ling Xuewei couldn't help but feel heartache.
Although she doesn't often stay at Si's house on weekdays, this is her home, the place her father has guarded for several years.
How could Ling Xuewei just watch these young lives being ruined like this?
"Everyone go back!!"
Ling Xuewei's expression was stern, with unquestionable majesty.
The remaining few disciples can play very little role. All the disciples have safely withdrawn into the protective shield, and there is no need for them to stay any longer.
"You will only drag me down if you stay."
If you are indifferent, there will be no waves.
Ling Xuewei thought about it, opened one end of the protective shield, and waved her hand, a cyclone sent several people into the protective shield.
Then the protective cover closes.
"Yue'er!!"
"younger sister!"
Si Yunliang and Si Yuchao inside the protective shield were frightened and were about to rush in regardless of their serious injuries.
But the next second, my daughter (sister) was glowing with golden light!
A beam of light as thick as ten people hugging each other fell from the sky!
boom!
The light explodes!
Light up the night!
Countless ghosts were instantly reduced to ashes in the light!
The shrill screams echoed through the night and gradually dissipated.
…
After a while, the light faded.
Almost a hundred meters in radius was reduced to a mess.
In the middle, a huge pit more than ten meters deep came into view.
Someone swallowed "gudong", breaking the solidified air.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was once again shocked by her terrifying strength!
Just one blow, just one blow! The power is so terrifying!
This is Wu Sheng!
The power to truly step into the realm of God!
horrible.
Strong.
Out of reach.
Si Yunliang and Si Yuchao, who were still worried at first, looked stiff.
It's like pressing the pause button.
After looking at each other for a moment, Si Yuchao suddenly smiled, "It seems that we are worried for nothing, tsk tsk, with such a perverted sister, a brother is a bit Alexander."
How long has it been since then, you kid are still in the mood to joke!
Si Yunliang's eyes revealed these words. He didn't even bother to scold him and quickly turned his eyes back.
The light dissipated and Ling Xuewei's figure slowly fell to the ground.
Directly draining all the spiritual energy, Ling Xuewei found that she was becoming more and more proficient in this skill.
It seems that the more times I use it, the speed of the regeneration of spiritual energy in the Dantian is faster than before, and the original discomfort gradually disappears.
Even this bloody battle actually made the operation of her wind spiritual power reach a higher level.
The Eighteen Gods of Chaos Secret Art has a vague meaning of breaking through the sixth level.
It seems that this bloody battle is not without its benefits.
Ling Xuewei found that she was quite suitable for a bloody battle with real swords and guns. The more this happened, the faster her strength improved! Even faster than simply meditating!
Sure enough, actual combat is the true meaning of becoming stronger.
Now, not only does she not feel tired, but she becomes more and more excited as she fights!
Then the ghost messengers and elders on the opposite side noticed that Ling Xuewei's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, as if she had seen prey and was eager to try.
Is this... the opposite?
This woman's cultivation level is very strong, and even her endurance is extremely terrifying! She is comparable to those of the ghost clan!
That's all Ling Xuewei, why do all her battle pets seem to be on stimulants?
The three mythical beasts over there have been fighting from day to night, with almost no rest.
The victory or defeat is divided into two parts. After the Phoenix has been demonized, its strength has reached the level of a super beast. Of course, it goes without saying much.