Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

This time, Situ Banmeng really misjudged the person. Although Bailu's class is only a fifth-level dark illusionist, the attack from Bailu can't even withstand her, a third-level hell illusionist. ┏ _ ┓

Some people who observe carefully understand it even more. Bailu knows that his class is much worse than Situ Banmeng, so Bailu avoids the collision of class and the aura of heaven and earth, but launches an attack with the lotus zither...

The egret was the first to attack, and then launched a series of powerful attacks. This has already made the egret the top, and even narrowed the gap among the classes.

At this time, the hearts of those who understood it felt a slight chill in their hearts, and their eyes trembled as they looked at the red figure...

Although it seems extremely arrogant and defiant, it is not only a thunderous method when doing things, but also a thunderous attack when attacking, and it will never be procrastinating.

Moreover, at such a young age, her mind is so mature, she knows how to make use of her strengths and avoid her weaknesses, and adopts the correct fighting method...

At this moment, no one dares to underestimate this young man...

Egret looked at Situ Banmeng who was entangled in the light thread, his eyes were calm, he looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and suddenly sang loudly:

"It is the sand tilted by the hourglass

who left behind

buried in love

why bother

full of flowers

Just wait for the tears to turn into sand

flow evaporates in his heart

this impulse

Open a few bustling games. "

When the singing was busy, Bailu closed her eyes. At this moment, she frantically stimulated the aura of heaven and earth in her body. With these auras of heaven and earth, once Bailu's singing came out, it was like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Countless light blades shot out from the lotus qin, countless lotus notes sprang out from the fingers, the egret sang loudly, singing with forgetfulness, and those who watched the battle seemed to have a passionate expression in front of their eyes. picture.

Blood-stained rivers, rivers and mountains are picturesque, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son...

Domineering, only countless domineering rippling in everyone's hearts, hearing it makes blood boil.

The light blade and the lotus attacked Situ Banmeng frantically. Among these attacks, there was bloodthirsty, killing and destruction.

When Qianjun attacked, Situ Banmeng's eyes were also red, because she felt the killing intent in these attacks.

At the same time, she was also chilling...

Oh my god, what kind of pervert did she mess with...

At this time, Situ Banmeng felt the oppression of death. Under this oppression, she actually gathered all the aura of heaven and earth towards the palm of the hand holding the Meteor Sword.

The aura of heaven and earth followed Situ Banmeng's hand and entered the Meteor Sword.

Suddenly, a golden light suddenly appeared, rendering half of the sky.

The golden light enveloped Situ Banmeng, and Situ Banmeng's eyes were wide open, his mind and mind were united, and he actually melted the threads of light wrapped around his body.

Without the shackles of light, that touch of arrogance climbed onto Situ Banmeng's face again.

Holding the Meteor Sword in his hand, Situ Banmeng's eyes were fixed on the egret, and he ran crazily towards the egret with his golden high boots.

Along the way, countless lotus flowers and light blades attacked her, all of which were destroyed by her sword. At this moment, the power of her third-level hell magician really exploded.

All she knows now is that her aura of heaven and earth is running out, and she must defeat the egret within a limited time.

Although Bai Lu is only a fifth-level dark magician, it is very difficult to defeat her.

Moreover, Bailu's offensive with the lotus qin also meant to hold back Situ Banmeng and consume her spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But Situ Ban dreams of defeating the egret, he must get close to the egret.

This battle has reached a fever pitch. Situ Banmeng's eyes were red, and he slashed at the surrounding lotus and light blades mercilessly, while Bailu also sang and played with red eyes...