In the Eternal Life Stone, the sound of Yingwu Hou's vicissitudes that seemed to have transcended the eternal period.
"The realm of nothingness is one of the secrets of the world. It is derived from the realm of nothingness that comes from the human body and is difficult to comprehend. Once you comprehend and practice properly, you can transform into nothingness!"
Even the omniscient stone of immortality has only a few words to introduce the realm of nothingness.
It can be seen that the mystery of the realm of nothingness.
Qingge closed his eyes, focused and felt the realm of nothingness with his heart.
The realm of nothingness in my mind trembled, and the dormant flame dragon, the crimson thunder snake, the killing blood wolf and the little foxes all woke up.
The sweat on Qingge's forehead condensed into soybeans and fell down. Because he was too focused and he was constantly overdrawn, Qingge's face gradually turned pale, and the sweat was like a river, soaking his clothes.
Suddenly, Qingge opened his eyes.
She slowly raised her hand, locked in one direction, and then stretched out her index finger.
Something strange happened.
The slender fingers seemed to have been inserted into a black hole, and it seemed to have been cut off by someone, but half of them disappeared.
Qingge was surprised. She stretched out her other hand and passed by the direction where half of her index finger disappeared, without any resistance!
Another half, nothing?
No, Qingge could clearly feel that her fingers were intact.
"Yes! Yes! This is the mystery of nothingness. My God, I didn't expect that I could actually see the legendary mystery in this life."
In Qingge's spiritual world, I kept talking nonstop.
Qingge concentrated his energy and wanted to push his index finger forward, but at the top of the index finger, there was a wall like a rock blocking her.
Then, Qingge pulled his hand back.
The half of the index finger slowly appeared.
"So, is this nothingness?" Qingge lowered his eyes and looked at his fair and delicate hands, thinking.
As long as she practices seriously, in time, she will have more than half of her fingers, maybe she can hide in nothingness.
This is a very strong auxiliary that makes Qingge extremely moved.
Just imagine, Qingge was chased by his enemy and had no way to escape, and she could escape the disaster and make the enemy so angry that she vomited ten pounds of blood.
Qingge tried to insert half of his index finger into the virtual hole several times, and he had a lot of fun.
After getting familiar with it, Qingge asked seriously: "Yangyu, is the lifeline of all dark magicians a staff? As long as they destroy the staff, they will not be able to survive?"
She is not worried about the Hundred Nations League. Lord of Glory will give her enough time, but Jialan really can't delay it anymore.
Wu Yu is almost crazy now. It would be fine if he was just a useless man, but he could still mobilize the Jialan Death Soldier, which would be a time bomb, not to mention An Suyou turned a blind eye to it.
Qingge wanted to take the initiative and let Wuyu sleep underground before Wuyu took action.
But Ansuyou is a big trouble.
Even if she breaks through the spirit master and challenges her higher level, she may have a battle within the spirit master of the second sword, but if she meets the irresistible four sword master, she will have no power to resist.
Although I have understood the mystery of nothingness today, I can’t let a small piece of finger hide in the virtual hole during the battle, right?
That would be a joke.
Nightmare was no longer shocked by the mystery of nothingness. Only the claws of the bone touched the skull's chin. After a little thought, they talked quietly: "If the Dark Magician did not have a staff, their combat power would be much reduced. The staff could exert its magic power to the extreme. Therefore, the Dark Magicians relied on the staff very much, but without the staff, they could still survive."
"Yeah?"
Qinggexu narrowed his bright eyes, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes. "In this way, the dead soldiers trained by Wuyu are not real magicians. Moreover, those dead soldiers, without spiritual consciousness and soul, were made into puppets. Maybe Wuyu, An Suyou and others used some kind of magic?"
Yan Qing lightly tapped the skull: "It can be said that."
Qingge curled the corners of her lips, stood up, stretched her waist, her curves were exposed, and her white hair was covered with green grass, "I have a way to deal with Wuji."
"What's the solution?"
"You said, how angry would it be if the dark magician from Nether Island learned about this?" Qingge curled up the corners of his lips treacherously, his face full of gloomy face.
Fighting is about comparing who is more ruthless.
Since Wuyu had already become murderous of her, she could not sit still and wait for death and could not take the initiative. She could only be slaughtered by others.
And her right to live and die is not the turn of Wuyu to dominate.
Standing in a certain space in Qingge's body, Yan Yan could clearly feel the surging murderous aura in Qingge's body, which made people feel the bone-cold.
He and Qingge were also with him for a long time, and he knew that if Ye Qingge was a friend and brother, he would be in trouble, and if he was an enemy, he would be a maggot that would never die.
Even if she enters the muddy waters of the world, she still has good thoughts, but she has unchangeable principles under the premise of good thoughts.
Those who kindness me will return a hundred times.
Those who hate me will be killed without mercy!
Fortunately, he became a part of her body.
She is also a good teacher and friend.
"Once Nether Island appears, their secrets will be exposed. Are you sure they will attack Jia Lan of the First Academy because of anger? Besides, An Suyou is a four-sword spirit master, and it is not that easy to deal with. There are too many inseparable relationships and secrets in it." Yan said worriedly.
His analysis was very comprehensive.
Nether Island will not peel off its secrets just because of a group of dark magicians who have become puppets.
Qingge wrapped his hands around his chest, his clear and cold eyes swept into a thrush in the distance, feeling the aura of the thrush, blessed his heart, smiled, and said casually: "Of course not, but one person can."
Qingge walked into the study, wrote a letter, and then went into Yingluo's villa and handed the letter to Yingluo.
Yingluo was surprised to hold the envelope, but she knew her identity. She didn't ask too much, but only mentioned, "There is no news about Huoyan Crystal."
As he spoke, Yingluo was full of disappointment, her eyes were blue, her eyebrows were slightly sad, and she was tired.
"Take it slow." Qingge comforted.
"Indeed, there is still time, and I can't get lost." Yingluo said.
She glanced at the letter tightly in her hand and said, "I will send this letter to the Lord of Glory later."
Qingge nodded, his eyes slightly condensed, and he said solemnly: "Please be sure to send it to the Lord of Glory."
Yingluo smiled and said, "I also come from Nether Island, and my channels are foolproof."
"I believe in you." Qingge said.
She gave Yingluo such affirmative trust because Yingluo is now like a fallen water floating on the sea. She is a driftwood and Yingluo's only life-saving straw.
Even if hope is slim, Yingluo will hold her. (To be continued)