Chapter 1877 Be friends with loneliness and drink with the bright moon
Qingge teared off all the outer layer of spiritual energy, revealing strong mental power.
The mental power rolls up the strong wind.
All over the world, there was an uproar, dumbfounded!
"Mental power! Is she also a spiritual master? Like King Apocalypse, she is a fellow practitioner of dual-class practice!"
"This is really hidden from the Lord of Fengyue."
"So what about the spiritual master? Her mental power is not as strong as the King of Apocalypse, and she still cannot defeat King Luo."
"Yes, with such strength, doing so will only crush your own mental power."
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The Apocalypse King stares.
No wonder he could hold on for so long under his mental attack. It turned out that He Fengyuezhu was also a spiritual master, and he should have thought of it long ago.
However, the level of spiritual power that is not enough to be brought to the table with Feng Yuezhu is not enough to fight against Luo Tianrui.
"Can your mental power withstand my ten thousand attacks?" Luo Tianrui asked with a raised look.
Qingge did not speak, but instead immersed in the dark water world and listened to the sound of water.
She doesn't want to reveal her trump card.
Without her, there is no capital.
For example, if a beauty lives in a chaotic world, exposing her beauty will only cause blood.
Qingge is not that strong, not to mention that among the three series of fellow practitioners, she is too focused on spiritual energy, and rarely tempers the dark elements and mental power.
In particular, she has also learned many secondary professions, such as taming animals, refining alchemy, and refining weapons...
If there are too many, it will be mixed.
Once mixed, it will be difficult to be refined.
Sometimes it is not necessarily good to have more than one. Instead of learning a little bit, it is better to be proficient in one of them.
It is precisely because Qingge thinks this way that he becomes a spiritualist.
Her talent in spirit masters is unquestionable.
When Qingge unfolded his mental power, Luo Tianrui suddenly raised his hand, and the lightning ring on his hand emitted extremely dazzling light, just like the rising sun in the morning.
A trace of dark green light, like a swallow's nest or a chaotic weed, was piled up together, and then they were all scattered and wandered around Luo Tianrui's body.
But Luo Tianrui's slender body became much thicker, and the surface of his muscles was roaming with lightning.
Luo Tianrui smiled, revealing his white teeth. With a wave of his palm wind, he saw dozens of blue light blades covering the sky.
In an instant, the light song group surrounded.
Everyone looked at the ring in surprise. When ten lightning blades were gone, the Lord of Fengyue was afraid that he would be burnt.
What's more, if your mental power is not as good as spiritual energy as Feng Yuezhu, how can you still be able to be able to be skilled and have the agility and speed as you can do?
Qingge listened with his ears in his ears, and the sound of water was rapid, and all the water rose up and turned into murderous intent and rushed towards her.
There is nowhere to go and no way to escape.
Qingge's fingertips were cold and his mind was calm.
The sound of water is dense and the splashes are splashing.
There was a little white light.
That is the way to break the move.
The moment Qingge raised her hands, the water condensed the air for ice. She jumped forward like a swallow, rushed into the white light, and passed by the god of death.
Ten lightning blades hit the ice, making a hissing sound, and white smoke emerged.
Qingge's tense mood had not yet relaxed. She raised her head, and the blindfolded red band rose with the wind, and a blade of lightning came to her face.
Qingge slapped his palms into the ground and retreated subconsciously, and the lightning blade hit her thigh.
The wounds that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the front of the entire thigh was blurred and bloody, shocking, and the light of lightning was beating on it.
White smoke radiated from the wound.
The pain made Qingge's mind blank.
Luo Tianrui fought seriously and was very terrible. He was very confident, but he also kept a backup plan and blocked Qingge's back path.
If Qingge avoided the ten thunder blades, he would definitely not be able to escape this one.
The surrounding spectators are no longer as relaxed as before, and they will not laugh at them at all.
Qingge persisted for an afternoon, and even avoided the ten thunder blades that were so rapid.
Maybe, she is not strong enough.
But who can do so well at this stage?
Except for her!
Qingge collapsed on the ground, his legs covered in blood.
In her world, the boundless darkness is filled with dark walls that are condensed from water.
These walls are like glass, with cracks like spider webs appearing, and finally shattering along these cracks with a thud.
If the lone world she entered was interrupted and her consciousness could not be highly concentrated, she could not enter again.
She didn't know that there were waves behind the sound of water.
Her legs trembled, and the lightning blade injured her bones.
Luo Tianrui walked to Qingge, threw away a whip leg, Qingge's body flew backwards and hit the protective barrier, and then slid down along the protective barrier. Blood marks appeared on the transparent protective barrier.
Qingge coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Jie Shuanghua's eyes widened and ran to the edge of the ring, and her fair hands slapped the protective barrier frantically, "Yue'er, you've done a good job, admit defeat, let me do the third battle, even if you lose, will you still be glorious?"
Jie Shuanghua looked at the direction of King Apocalypse, "King King Apocalypse, Hefeng admits defeat, Hefeng stops fighting."
Qingge sat on the ground, leaning against the protective barrier, hanging her head, and her scattered white hair drooped down with blood, covering her eyebrows and eyes.
She spat a mouthful of blood, pulled her lips, and murmured, "It hurts really."
Jie Shuanghua burst into tears, "Silly girl, it's not worth it. We and Feng owe you too much, too much. Don't fight anymore. I beg you, even if he Luo Tianrui's ten lives can't compare to you."
Hua Shuohua regrets it very much.
Why do you fight like this?
What is the significance?
Jie Shuanghua continued to shout in the direction of King Apocalypse, "King King Apocalypse, can we admit defeat? King Yun, King Yun, save Qingge quickly, we admit defeat, we won't fight."
Liu Yan'er covered her heart, her eyes turned red, and she kept her tears back.
Liu Yan'er stood up with a severe pain and shouted, "Fight, fight, if you die, we will buried it together and buried under the Bodhi tree outside the Apocalypse! Even if you go to Huangquan Road, you should drink and have fun.
Eat meat.”
"Yan'er, you're crazy!" Eleven was unhappy: "Luo Tianrui is unstoppable, and it will be fruitless if he continues to fight."
"You don't understand her. Fighting can stimulate her bloody soul and make her feel more enjoyable. She is the master on the verge of life and death, you don't understand." Liu Yan'er said softly.
Even if there are thousands of people, I will go.
Ye Qingge is often the one who goes against the trend.
She lives in the dark night, is friends with loneliness, accompanied by the wine under the bright moon, and the dawn and the rising sun are the light behind her.
Hot mind and full of passion?
She just insisted on her beliefs.
Liu Yan'er smiled.
Two lines of tears crawled across the cheeks and passed through the blood-red scar that extended to the collarbone.
Xiao Shanyan looked at Liu Yan'er and was shocked.
She had never seen a brotherhood between women.
It turns out that it can be so tacit.
It turns out that he can be so righteous.
He turned to look at Qingge.
Qingge kept the sitting position unchanged, her white hair blocked her face, and the wound on her thighs was very terrible.
"Hello Fengyue Lord, will you admit defeat?" King Apocalypse looked down at Qingge, and a light flashed in his eyes. (To be continued)