Miaomiao: “…”
So miserable.
So miserable.
She could feel Ye Qinghan's sadness from a distance, but the problem was that it wasn't her family that was robbed. Miaomiao just laughed twice and advised him without any hesitation, "A man should be strong."
She gestured: "Come on."
Ye Jianqiang: "..."
Five sword spirits appeared together, entangled the seventh elder and surrounded him in the center. The heavenly thunder was following closely behind Ye Qiao. As long as Ye Qiao did not pounce on them intentionally, how to avoid the aftermath of the heavenly thunder would depend on their own abilities.
It was nothing for them. A group of people showed their magical powers under the thunder. The five sword spirits surrounded the seven elders tightly. The colorful sword lights almost blinded his eyes.
Is this the legendary high-end game?
Excuse me, it is said that there has never been a novice swordsman in the Changming Sect since ancient times. I envy her for not having to work hard at such a young age and having three senior brothers to take turns to lead her.
So she wasn't taken away.
But it was the big daddy who took us flying.
Xie Chuxue on the other side also immediately called Ye Qiao, signaling her to hurry up and do something, "You go. We'll come here."
He knew that Ye Qiao came here for a purpose. After several attempts, the little girl kept her mouth shut. To this day, Xie Chuxue still couldn't figure out what she was doing here.
Nonsense, even if he racked his brains, he would never have thought that a little kid could participate in the tribulation trial, and the final trial would take place at his own doorstep.
Ye Qiao hurriedly thanked him and immediately turned around and went into the Ghost King Tower.
After all, Ye Qiao was more worried about the situation in his own world. The Seventh Elder of this world was so crazy, and he was afraid that his own world was not much better.
She had to strike while the iron was hot and kill Yunque.
With everyone involved in the melee, only Ye Qiao still had the determination to kill Yun Que.
In this field, spring is full of vitality and exudes a gentle breath. The vines carry people upwards, and the soft flowers entwine around his fingertips again and again. Xie Chuxue brushes away the flowers and frowns.
Speaking of which, what type of field is Ye Qiao in?
Wood field?
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When Ta Ling saw Ye Qiao coming in, he completely collapsed.
Can you please not enter my tower under the thunder? It is an innate spiritual weapon and cannot withstand the thunder.
Yun Que was locked up in the Ghost King Tower for a whole day. She paced back and forth anxiously, biting her fingers lightly. There was no way she could get out of the eighteen-story Ghost King Tower. Moreover, each floor was equipped with an ingenious mechanism. Yun Que could not get through and was trapped on a certain floor, struggling hard but unable to get out.
"Master, what should I do?" She tapped gently on the outer wall of the tower, trying to find a way to break the impasse.
"Spiritual weapon, tower, legend has it that one can only enter but not exit." The other party sighed softly, "I don't know what means she used to subdue this innate spiritual weapon."
Innate spiritual weapons are extremely rare.
This disciple had a very unusual background. Xiao Que didn't know how she had offended him and why he wanted to kill her.
Yun Que: "Please help me, Master."
"Don't worry, I will help you." He comforted her softly, "It's just that the girl also has the breath of a residual soul."
He lowered his eyes and thought, but he just didn't know... who was this person with such a domineering aura?
He and Yunque are one, and he has helped each other solve many messes at critical moments. However, this time he has a bad feeling.
It feels like things are hard to resolve.
The moment Ye Qiao stepped into the Ghost King Tower, she stepped on the ground, turned the pages of the dark book in her hand, and her tentacles attacked her from all directions, blocking all of Yun Que's escape routes.
Yun Que had never seen such a disgusting and dark spiritual weapon. Her sea of consciousness could not reach such strength, but she could find someone to help. The moment the legendary Sword Master came online, his eyes turned cold, and a cold light flashed, and all the threads of the dark book were cut into pieces and fell to the ground.
Ye Qiao held the book, stepped back slightly, and asked:
"Who are you?"
The heroine has a golden finger grandfather, oh no, a beautiful master?
She brought the bitch Xiao Ai with her.
Ye Qiao was angry that he often thought of doing something bad to himself.
The other party borrowed Yun Que's body, but his expression was extremely cold, and his breath was also lightly restrained, like a sharp sword sheathed, full of oppression, and his voice was extremely cold, revealing a bit of superiority. He lowered his eyes and said lightly: "You don't have to care about my name. After all, the dead don't deserve to know it."
Wow.
Ye Qiao hasn't seen anyone so arrogant in eight hundred years. Who was the last person who spoke so arrogantly? Was it a direct descendant of some family, or a demon with grass three feet high growing on his grave?
She quickly mobilized the spiritual energy in her body, looked at him expressionlessly, and then smiled: "Okay, in that case, I will call you Gou Sheng."
She and the Seventh Elder had expended a lot of spiritual energy and strength, and were struck by lightning and were in pain all over. Ye Qiao communicated with Mu Li in her mind and asked him if he had a good chance of winning.
Mu Li just sneered, full of disdain.
Ye Qiao was immediately relieved.
The man's expression did not change when he heard these mocking words. It was obvious that as a powerful man, his mentality was as steady as a rock and not easily broken.
The aura of his body was as unfathomable as the abyss. His expression was cold and the air pressure was particularly low. He slowly said, "I see that you have good aptitude and you are a cultivator of the Way of the Common People. You should be a cultivator with a righteous heart. Why are you so aggressive? Do you have to put me to death?"
Xiao Que clearly didn't do anything to her.
Even after several fights, he was still beaten by her. He frowned, thinking that Ye Qiao was too arrogant and unreasonable.
Ye Qiao's anger suddenly rose, and he swung the spirit sword in his hand and said coldly, "I won't say it again. She must die today."
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