Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Seeing Zhu Yue's gaze greedily looking at the silver cup in her hand, Fan Tianluo couldn't help the corners of her eyes twitching, she really has a little discernment, knowing that her silver cup is a treasure, and there are many treasures in it.

Zhu Yue suddenly showed an evil smile at Fan Tianluo and said: "This is called the Burning Heaven Moyin Umbrella, and I usually don't take it out to use it, this time I will show you the power of this umbrella!"

Fan Tianluo looked at her coldly, with a colder smile on the corner of her mouth and said: "I hope you don't disappoint me too much!"

Zhuyue's face twitched, and she moved her hands immediately. Everyone saw colorful umbrellas opened in front of their eyes. There were countless interlaced colors on them, such as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, black, white, gold, silver, pink, gray and brown. Yes, it makes people feel dazzled immediately.

Zhu Yue didn't put fighting spirit into it, so at first glance, there was nothing special except that it was a bit spent, but Fan Tianluo didn't think so, and immediately entered a state of alert.

Holding the Yusha stick tightly with both hands, staring at Zhuyue and narrowing his eyes slightly, he and Xiaojin thought through each other.

"Little girl, the six-core weapon plus keel forging, this weapon is very strong, if you don't have the old man today, it is impossible to beat her hard." Xiao Jin said.

Fan Tianluo felt a little aggrieved suddenly, she didn't have such a powerful weapon, but luckily she had Xiaojin.

"Xiao Jin, I'll rely on you at the critical moment. I always think this umbrella is a bit weird." Fan Tianluo said.

"Fentian Moyin Umbrella? The name seems to be very powerful, just don't get too close." Xiao Jin said.

Fan Tianluo agreed in her heart, and saw Zhu Yue on the opposite side slowly turn her umbrella in her hand, and the umbrella turned towards her, the colorful colors on it became more chaotic, giving her a three-dimensional feeling.

Zhuyue's purple fighting spirit focused on the handle of the umbrella, and the colors of the umbrella surface began to emit various lights, as if they were alive, making everyone's eyes even more chaotic.

Fan Tianluo frowned slowly, and found that the color seemed to be separating from the umbrella and spreading in all directions, but it had no attack power, but a low and deep voice came out from inside the umbrella.

It is a kind of Sanskrit sound that seems to be very ancient and far away. It beats on people's soul in a low voice, making people so calm that they almost don't want to move. They just want to keep listening. To outsiders, it looks like a daze Same.

Everyone in the audience was looking at the umbrellas and listening to the Fanyin, as if they were waiting for Zhuyue's next attack, even Fantianluo was the same.

"This voice should be the magic voice!" Xiaojin's sonorous words landed on Fantianluo's mind, causing Fantianluo to startle, and then broke out in a cold sweat. Before she knew it, she had actually been caught in Zhuyue's attack , I listened to the low Sanskrit sound very carefully, as if I wanted to hear it more clearly, but in fact I was unconsciously in a trance.

Fan Tianluo glanced around immediately, and found that the whole square was quiet, everyone was listening to the distant voice, with a very pious feeling.

She looked at Zhuyue on the opposite side again, her beautiful eyes were bright, and she stared at Fan Tianluo with a sneer, but when Fan Tianluo looked up at her, the umbrella in her hand suddenly spun even more, circles of colorful The band of light floated in a lavender, surrounding her.

Fan Tianluo just felt that the scenery in front of her suddenly changed, there was no Pearl Yue, and she was the only one surrounded by the swirling colorful light belt in the middle, and the magic sound in her ears became louder and louder. , Very unreal.