It's a Red-faced Disaster, and I'm Also Very Disappointed.

More than half of it drilled into the ground, and the other half split into branches and flowed into the surrounding evil spirits.

"She beheaded Liang Kong!"

"How is it possible, this guy Liang Kong still has a lot of mana, that woman didn't even master Lingwu, how could she kill Liang Kong?"

"...Didn't you hear what Liang Kong said, what she is holding is the holy artifact of the White Scale Clan!"

"It's just an imitation, I don't feel the coercion of the White Scale Sword?"

Leopard-shaped evil spirit, Liang Kong.

It is the strongest member of the first and second layers of suppression of the magic circle, except for Lord Yan, the wolf dog.

Only after [-], or even [-] strangers die, can an evil spirit be born...

And the number of evil spirits suppressed on the first level is the largest, with sixty or seventy heads.This also means that at least hundreds of thousands of overseas strangers invaded the land of emerald cold.

Those who would dare to cross the ocean to grab the 'relic', but no one is weak.

It's a pity that they are dead and sleepy... More than 2000 years have passed, and they have been suppressed to this day and they have become extremely weak.But the weak return to the weak, and the knowledge is still there!

At that time, Shengsheng only felt that his heart was boiling, but he was extremely calm...

At this moment.

The White Snake inside the Bright Ember Pot suddenly shined brilliantly, lighting up countless lights.Sheng Sheng's heart moved, and he immediately took it out of the space inside the pot.

The Bright Ember Pot is not affected by Qin Ying's dream, as if it is independent of the outside world.

Therefore, with the jug detached.

They are not interfered by the fantasy dream, even though in the dream... Sheng Sheng still draws out the [White Snake Sword] for real!

It was not until she got the sword that she realized that it was not the sword that was shining brightly.

Instead, it is hidden in the body of the sword, and there are only fragments of the artifact that are the length of the forearm and have irregular shapes.What kind of knife is it called? At that time, Chichan mentioned something, but Shengsheng didn't pay much attention...

but.

At this moment, she once again felt why Chi Chan, whose eyes were higher than the top, was called an 'artifact'.

This fragment of radiant light was so shocking that Xie Chong couldn't even recite the incantation.

Shengsheng felt the panic all over the other party's body, as well as the fear from the deepest part of his soul!

Until she swung the giant blade and chopped off the opponent's head, from the beginning to the end... the evil creature was trembling on the spot, unable to make any moves.

It's a pity that after beheading the opponent's head.

The boiling cold blood in Shengsheng's body completely calmed down, and the fragments of the artifact that were still shimmering just now were lying quietly in the body of the sword like a dead thing.

There is only a little afterglow, still circulating endlessly on the blade...

"Liang Kong's beheading must have other clues. It has nothing to do with the imitation White Scale Sword. None of us can live with the White Scale Sword...Brothers and sisters, don't panic, let's take her down together."

"Yes! Brother Hu is right, let's not get confused, it's just an imitation!"

"...Take them both down, sprinkle the blood of the descendants of the Qin family and wake up the adults on the third floor. No one can stop us from escaping tonight!"

"Get out of trouble! Get out of trouble!"

Encouraged by the evil spirits who took the lead, everyone recovered from the horror of Liang Kong being beheaded.

After carefully observing the [Cut White Snake] in Shengsheng's hand, he found that it was just an imitation with the same appearance, without any aura of coercion.

In this way, one by one the guts came back.

After all, they are all old evil spirits who have been around for a long time. They don't want their own consciousness to die, and their energy belongs to others. Be careful to sail for thousands of years...

"Clang clang clang-!"

Dozens of sounds of metal and iron clashing sounded in succession.

Sheng Sheng swung his sword like chopping rain, blocked the attacks of all the evil spirits, and firmly protected Qin Ying in his arms.

Because the boiling blood subsided, she felt the severe pain in her left leg again... Fortunately, the perception that she had just broken through brought her strength to a higher level. block.

——It’s not good, let’s go on like this.

Although this looks very powerful, it seems that one man is in charge of the other.

In fact, it is hard to say...

The strength and spirit of warriors are not endless.

Even if the true qi of a master martial artist is like a river, if he is seriously injured or consumed too quickly... it can still be exhausted.

What's more, Sheng and Sheng are both occupied at the moment, and I feel that the true energy in my body seems to be flooded, and it will never return.

Gradually, her movements couldn't keep up with her own perception, and it became more and more difficult.

And although those evil spirits only have the means of transporting mountains and rivers, they are endless, and they use more to bully the less... Gradually gain the upper hand, like ants biting an elephant to death!

"No! I have to recall the feeling of that moment..."

Shengsheng realized that if the stalemate continued, she would be in danger of death.

She recalled the moment just now, because her leg was broken by a technique, and she fell into a desperate situation and became extremely calm.The blood all over his body began to boil.

Then.

The boiling cold blood seemed to affect Zhanbai Snake, to be precise, it was the artifact fragment hidden inside Zhanbai Snake.

Only then did he display his supernatural power and behead the only remaining warlock among the evil spirits who was able to use the 'Five Elements Art'!

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——Desperate situation, sense of crisis, tension...

——The instinct to survive and survive.

Shengsheng has always been quick-witted, and now she sensed the blood-boiling key as quickly as possible.

Immediately add psychological hints to myself, similar to hypnosis... Actually, it is not hypnosis, because although the situation in the heart is not as urgent as before, life and death are only in the blink of an eye.

But if the stalemate persists, the frog is boiled in warm water.

Sooner or later is a dead word!

Gradually......

The familiar feeling just now came back.

The heartbeat is speeding up, and 'dong dong dong' is like beating a drum.The blood flowed faster and faster, like a waterfall rushing down a cliff.The speed was unbelievably fast, but miraculously, no blood vessels and meridians were damaged.

His eyes were burning and hurting.

It was as if a ball of fire started from the inside of the pupils, burned to the outer corners of both eyes, and flew obliquely into the temples...

But in such scorching pain, Shengsheng only felt a cool thing flowing in his pupils.

every turn.

She felt that her spirit became clearer, her vision became more open and clear, and a powerful force surged in her body... That kind of power gave the girl an illusion.

It can sink the emerald cold land with one blow, completely split and disintegrate, and sink into the vast sea.

She felt that her brain must have been burned out by the boiling blood.

But that feeling is very real, as if it is real!

And that force was desperately going towards her legs, as if to change something.But because of a layer of unknowable and invisible obstacles, it can only linger at the waist, and it is difficult to go down an inch.

"My guess was right!"

At this time, the fragment of the artifact shone faintly again.

Sheng Sheng is overjoyed...

Her broken leg was supported by a void force, and she was able to walk without hindrance.

At this moment, she didn't have any spare energy to pay attention to all kinds of weirdness in her body, she hugged Qin Ying and headed towards the East Customs to kill.

It may be because these evil spirits are not as powerful as before, Shengsheng beheaded seventeen or eight heads, and killed a way alive...The fragments of the artifact lost their brilliance again, and fell silent like a dead thing.

"That... that is not a pure imitation, but a fake sword that has been bathed in breath!"

Sheng Sheng killed all the way.

The rest of the evil spirits didn't dare to chase after him at all, they were scared out of their wits.

The White Scale Sword is so prestigious that it is the most feared thing by countless overseas strangers... At first they thought that what Sheng Sheng held was just an imitation. Back then, many of the same clan came to Cuileng Country to do business, and perhaps they brought the imitation of the White Scale Sword. Taste.

Imitations are naturally not to be feared.

It's just an empty embryo with nothing but appearance...

but.

False swords can be very different!

It was a heavy weapon carefully forged within the White Scale Clan, and it was placed next to the real White Scale Sword to warm up for a hundred years or even longer... Once it was unsheathed, it would naturally carry the breath of the real White Scale Sword.

Deter the crowd.

After realizing that what Shengsheng was holding was the white-scaled fake sword, the evil spirits retreated more than ten feet away.

Not to mention attacking, I dare not even chase and intercept.

Such a situation is of course something Shengsheng likes to hear, and she didn't even think about killing all these evil spirits for the people, something that Cui Leng and Shuang Feng don't do, so why is she so careless?

These things were captured by Zhanbai Snake, and without saying a word, Shengsheng dragged Qin Ying and ran away quickly.

but.

The evil spirits didn't really give up, they hung behind them all the time, still thirsting for the blood of the descendants of the Qin family.But it seems to be waiting for something...

Shengsheng's heart was also suspended, and she couldn't really feel at ease until she stepped into the Eastern Customs.

By the time he saw the city wall, the boiling blood in Shengsheng's body had calmed down.

Qin Ying had barely recovered before.

For the second half of the journey, she was the one who supported Shengsheng, and the two girls followed each other step by step, trying their best to march into the pass.

The city wall became higher and higher in sight, until the city gate appeared in front of their eyes...