Chapter 75

Qingling in Qingluan's hand suddenly collided with the water mirror sword and immediately bounced away. Both of them stayed in the air and looked at each other.

Qingluan suddenly said, "Sister Shuijing is really powerful, and I admire her."

Seeing that Qingluan suddenly stopped, the water mirror naturally stopped and frowned. What did she mean by this? Does she still want to stop? No, the water mirror just had this idea in his heart and immediately denied it.

"What do you mean by that?" Shuijing was puzzled, so he simply asked directly.

"Sister Shuijing, there is no way for us to keep fighting like this. I don't know if you dare to add my move?" Qingluan's graceful posture suspended in the air and said something unexpected to the water mirror.

"The strongest move?" The water mirror seems to be seeking the affirmation of Qingluan.

Qingluan did not speak, but nodded.

"Come on!"

After getting the affirmation of the water mirror, Qingluan began to move. The power of water flowed rapidly around her, which made the slightly lower cultivation around her feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

"What is she doing?" Seeing Qingluan's behavior, Yi Zhou was puzzled and thought that although he didn't know what Qingluan was going to do, he could still feel that the water power nearby was rushing towards Qingluan. What did she want to do with such a large force? Why doesn't Uncle Water Mirror stop her?

"It's time." Death in black saw this scene and said slowly, "White clothes, get ready. Whether we can get out of trouble or not, that's all." He stared deeply at the woman who had fought with his life and death, and his heart was full of deep respect for her.

"Drunken~free~far!" Qingluan called out this name word by word, and the power of water spirit was released at a faster speed than when she came. The green silk in her hand also changed color at this time and emitted a blue light.

As soon as the water mirror saw this move, it hesitated a little. The water mirror sword suddenly turned into a streamer, and rushed to the sword like a nine-day fairy.

"Do you give up defense to attack?" Although Lin Zhong has never spoken, he has been staring at the two. At this moment, when he saw the performance of the water mirror, although he was slightly surprised, it did not exceed his expectations. Why is this breath so strange? Lin Zhong suddenly felt a little inappropriate, but he couldn't say what was wrong. His eyes crossed the two and turned to the demon clan opposite him.

His eyesight is very good. Although the distance between the two sides is quite far, he can still see clearly. Seeing the proud sword and the death in black, who seemed to have a sad face, and then thought of the inade at the bottom of his heart just now, he suddenly realized that it was not good, they were going to escape!

The water mirror and the flying sword under her feet are almost integrated. When she touched the net woven by Qingluan in front of Qingluan, she was also surprised. She didn't expect that Qingluan had gathered such a powerful spiritual power in such a short time. Can she bear such a load?

However, she soon had no time to think about it. The collision between the two powerful forces triggered a series of chain reactions, which were the first to be close to the two, and was affected by the impact caused by the impact of these two powerful forces.

"Daw, there is no way to use spiritual power."

They were surprised to find that the situation they had just encountered in the battlefield appeared again. As a repairer, it was indeed painful to be forced to use the ability twice in a short time in a day. It's okay if there are people who refine the body, but most practitioners take spiritual power as the source of practice. At this moment, they have no choice but to give up the sword and fall back to the ground.

"How come?" Shuijing was surprised to find that the strong resistance she thought had not appeared. After breaking through Qingluan's first line of defense, there was no hindrance. Her sword spirit had penetrated Qingluan's body, and she did not even react to it.

"How is this possible?" The water mirror once again questioned that it was impossible for him to hit Qingluan so hard under normal circumstances. This situation was like Qingluan taking the initiative to give up his defense.

"We were fooled!" Lin Zhong said word by word that he could not use spiritual power at this moment, but he could feel that the soaring demonic spirit of the West Lake was gradually disappearing, and as far as he could see, a thick fog was gradually formed over the demon array.

Lin Zhong was next to the leaders of all factions, and his rich experience was not under him. Hearing Lin Zhong's words, he almost immediately understood what was going on.

"What's the matter, the demon spirit on the edge of the West Lake has disappeared?"

Shang Qinggui suddenly felt something was wrong and immediately reacted. Liu Huifeng and Ziya were stunned, and then found the problem. There were so many monsters gathered on the edge of the West Lake, but just at that moment, the demon spirit suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Is there something wrong with the master?" Ziya was anxious and worried about the water mirror, so he wanted to leave here and rush back to the West Lake.

"So it is..." Liu Huifeng thought for a little and knew the cause and effect.

He remembered the book where he had to get from Qingluan, which recorded the cultivation method of the five poisonous beasts. That book not only records the cultivation method of the five poisonous beasts, but also has many explanations of the secret methods of the demon clan. Of course, there are only explanations and no cultivation methods. Even if there is a cultivation method, it must be the corresponding race and bloodline to practice, so Qingluan is not afraid of being used by Liu Huifeng.

It is recorded in that there is an ancient and mysterious race among demons - Mengma. Demons of this race are naturally good at using spiritual power, which is similar to human beings. Generally speaking, human beings and demons have different constitutions, and their cultivation methods are naturally different. Man is created by a female disaster, and cultivation relies on the power of the five spirits of thunder, wind, water, fire and earth, while demons are cultivated by the spiritual wisdom of beasts. They are descendants of Shennong and rely on their own body and divine cultivation.

However, this dreamer is a relatively special race among demons. Most of them are women and do not have the same strong physique as ordinary demons, but they are very good at manipulating spiritual power, so casting spells are much stronger than human beings. According to the ancient book, their clan leader has a secret method handed down from generation to generation. This secret method also has a very poetic name - Zui Xiaoyao. Although the name is beautiful, the requirements for the caster are strict to the point of harsh. Moreover, the most important thing is that this secret skill can only be used once in a lifetime, and the price of using it is to lose its soul.

Liu Huifeng simply talked about the cause and effect of the two. Xiaoyu was certainly confused, but he was still interested. Although the purple cliff monk Qinggui was not interested, he had to listen carefully.

"What is the function of this secret method?" Shang Qinggui discussed this kind of explanation most. He was neither willing to do it nor want to see others do it. He just wanted to know the answer in a simple way.

"Two, one is to form an 'absolute field' nearby that cannot use spiritual power, and the other is what we feel to dispel all demons." Liu Huifeng glanced at the purple cliff and added, "This move will not cause harm."

Hearing Liu Huifeng's explanation, Shang Qinggui said, "It's really awesome. It's a pity that you have to sacrifice yourself. This kind of thing is also worth it..." Speaking of this, he suddenly reacted and looked at Liu Huifeng in surprise. "You mean... they want to escape?"

Liu Huifeng smiled and said, "I can't think of any other reason."

"I haven't done it yet. Is it over?" Shang Qinggui looked dissatisfied. He suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "Isn't this time the time shown on the hexagram?"

After hearing Liu Huifeng's words, Ziya knew that the water mirror was fine and felt at ease. When he saw Shang Qinggui mention gossip again, he looked at him.

Shang Qinggui pulled his finger and did not raise his head. "Wait, I'll count it." He read a word in his mouth. Liu Huifeng saw how he looked like a magic stick and was about to open his mouth and joke with him, but he saw that Shang Qinggui suddenly jumped three feet high without warning and scared him.

"Go to hell!" Shang Qinggui said with hatred, "What the hell is going on with this gossip? Before I came, I obviously had a good calculation. It was a divorce. Why did it suddenly become a hidden gossip now?