The dust and smoke rolled, the center of the tornado spiritual energy.
The woman who was supposed to fight to the death had just sat down cross-legged.
But she saw her inserting the Ming King's sword into the ground, put her hands on her legs, closed her eyes, and the spiritual power in the thunder nest moved wildly.
Facing the spiritual storm sweeping over the twelve innate powerhouses, the moment Qingge's eyes opened, the faint green cold light passed away.
The bitter momentum was unstoppable, and the spiritual power was like a knife in the executioner's hand. He sang all the way, and it actually tore the storm of the spiritual blade.
The hearts of the audience seemed to tremble suddenly, and they seemed to hear the sound of spiritual energy rupture.
Aura, broken?
Yes, something unimaginable, but just like that, it happened miraculously.
Right before their eyes—
Qingge's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the sweat overflowing from the pores on his back soaked his robe and clothes.
The consumption of mental power requires strong thoughts.
Qingge made an amazing discovery on the stumbled blood path that once the mental power is consumed during battle, the spiritual power derived from the thunder nest will become stronger, pure and solidified.
The man not far away in front of Qingge couldn't help but take a few steps back when the spiritual storm released was shattered by the spiritual power. He looked at Qingge in disbelief and was shocked.
He had never seen such a simple and rough battle. Just sitting there, he could completely crush the spiritual energy that was produced by a twelve level practitioner without any effort.
Only by doing this is—
Spiritual Master!
The man's rabbit teeth spread out with his lips, experiencing shocking blood.
He held the mace in one hand and covered his chest with the other, stared at the girl sitting cross-legged in Qinggui, and blurted out, "Are you a spiritual master?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else was so surprised that they couldn't speak, and they were in a petrified state.
The red-clothed fingers trembled slightly and she was stunned. She subconsciously turned her head to look at Lin Chong, and she saw Lin Chong looking here, and she saw shock in the other party's eyes.
Suddenly realized!
No wonder from Bing Valley to Mobei City, fighting all the way, and the beasts were endless. Qingge didn't even need to take a knife. Just raise his eyebrows and burst the huge body of the beast, and then store their monster crystal core and beast pill into the space bag.
inside.
It turns out that she is a spiritual master!
It’s not that they haven’t thought about this possibility, they just don’t dare to think about it.
Even now, Hongyi and Lin Chong feel that it is not true.
Spiritual masters and spiritual masters are two extreme existences. Since ancient times, no one has been able to practice both at the same time.
What's more, there is no need to say that the innate conditions that the spiritual master needs to meet, the thunder nest has. As for this thunder induction, it depends on God's mood.
In the history of the four-star, even if someone tried to practice spiritual masters and spiritual energy at the same time, he was just starting out and his ideas were not full yet. The ending of his self-destruction and death was to warn future generations not to go this way again.
The ending is nothing more than one word, death.
The thin, red and tender lips of the red dress opened slightly, and the undulation of the chest increased a little.
She actually saw the monster who practiced both spiritual masters and spiritual energy with her own eyes!
"Miss in red, this matter cannot be revealed." Lin Chong seemed to have returned to the beginning, with a fierce and fierce spirit, and a faint murderous intent!
Hongyi frowned, looked at Lin Chong in confusion, and said coldly, "Lin Chong, is your sister Hongyi the kind of woman with a big mouth? I'm not happy if you say that."
After a pause, the red-clothed eyes suddenly widened, and looked at Lin Chong in surprise, and took a breath, "Can't it...you want..."
Lin Chong lowered his eyes and held a sharp knife in his hand.
This knife was refined by Qingge. Before the battle at the academy, Qingge gave it to Lin Chong and all members of Xingtian's team.
"Today, no one in Mobei City can live." Lin Chong said cruelly.
Hongyi frowned, looked at Lin Chong, then looked at Qingge, and sighed.
"The students of Jialan are all their own people, you can't touch them." Hongyi lowered her voice and said.
Lin Chong sneered, "Sister Red, I can trust you, but it does not mean that I can trust others. Jialan students, except for the boss and you, I will kill them all."
"Miss Ye won't agree." Hongyi frowned and locked her dead.
"I'm for the boss's good." Lin Chong's face was quite distorted.
Red pursed lips.
At this time, Qingge, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up, his pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes stared at the man, and the murderous aura in his eyes rose up!
The man kept shook his head, "Psychologist? How could someone practice dual cultivation? You must have used some magic tricks, right?"
Qingge ignored it and pulled out the Mingwang knife inserted on the ground, dragged the Mingwang knife, approaching the man with a bright smile on his lips.
Suddenly, Qingge stared at him and released all the spiritual energy in the elixir fire.
That's right, it's all!
In Qingge's abdomen, there are two clusters of dan fire, one red and one purple, which is completely different from other people's dantian. It not only absorbs the most pure aura, but also stores several times that of others.
However, Qingge can only release the spiritual energy in the purple elixir fire
Moreover, when she fights, she will not send her spiritual energy out hysterically. The Dan fire is not as good as the Thunder Nest. Once it is exhausted, it will damage herself like the Dantian.
And this time, a steady stream of spiritual energy surged out of the purple elixir fire, strangling the world, tearing the sky and covering the sky, like a cage that appeared out of thin air, shackles the man with cow eyes and rabbit lips.
The spiritual energy roared around him, and the man seemed to be about to suffocate, but his face was filled with fear. A beating heart was shrinking even more due to fear.
The Youfeng lifted up the man's messy hair. When the man's hair touched the bitter spiritual energy, it seemed to be trapped in the gears. A few "clicks" sounds, the man's hair was actually squeezed by the spiritual energy.
The man's huge and protruding eyes couldn't help but tighten. He looked at the spiritual energy that was rolling up the storm at a close distance, and his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed.
If this spiritual energy shrinks again, I am afraid that no matter how strong his body is as strong as a rock, it will be twisted into a ball of soft mud.
Thinking of this, the man's hair stood up and he had goose bumps all over his body.
Crack-
The tip of the Ming Wang Dao followed Qingge and kept dragging it on the ground.
The sound came to an abrupt end.
Qingge stopped in front of the man, she slowly raised her hand, stretched her slender jade fingers into the cold aura, and suddenly grabbed the man's neck.
Through a spiritual storm, she watched the funny man who was trembling with fear in the storm with sarcasm.
The man was lifted out of the storm by Qingge. The storm was like thousands of swords, causing the man to be bruised and bruised.
Bang!
The man was smashed to the ground by Qingge and smashed a deep pit. The blood flowed from the wound on the man's body condensed into a sticky pool of blood in the deep pit.
Men no longer sit in the sedan chair like a king, and are in a very embarrassing and down-and-out manner.
The child who fell to the ground from the red-clothed hand got up in shame, pointed at the funny man with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and laughed romantically, "Uncle, you look like a dog." (Uncle