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Chapter 302: Fan Le's Chrysanthemum


"Qin Lie, be careful, this Fan Le dares to come to the Appliance Sect alone, he must have great confidence in himself."

Song Tingyu's voice came faintly in his ears, "This person is here for the Appliance Sect."

I see that his posture is preparing to merge the Appliance Sect into the Hehuan Sect, and his plan is not small, your existence should be in his way. ” Qin Lie looked around, but he didn't see Song Tingyu's location, and he didn't know where she was hiding.

This woman is obviously hiding, but she can still talk casually in his ear, and it seems that there are a lot of small means.

"Go outside, the poisonous fog," Feng Rongjiao said.

Many Blood Spear Warriors, Outer Sect Elders, Disciples, Ying Xingran and the Three Great Worshippers, as well as those Inner Sect Elders, also set off together.

They all followed behind Qin Lie and walked to the poisonous mist outside, wanting to witness the battle with their own eyes.

As one of the protagonists, Fan Le smiled, but he was not in a hurry, he turned around and returned to the back hall first, and he didn't know if he was going to arrange anything inside, and after a while, he walked out of it.

And Lang Xie didn't leave in a hurry, he frowned and looked in the direction behind the main hall, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he saw that there seemed to be no movement behind the main hall, so he left this place.

"Qin Lie, what's going on" Outside, as soon as Ling Yushi saw him come out, she hurriedly asked softly.

"Nothing."

Qin Lie smiled reluctantly.

"It's a little far away, I can't hear it very clearly, but I know who you're going to fight against."

Ling Yushi frowned and said softly: "Qin Lie, if the Ling family embarrass you, then you don't have to."

"It has nothing to do with the Ling family."

Qin Lie shook his head and said with relief: "It's okay, it's just to make an appointment with someone, don't worry." ” "Be careful yourself."

Ling Yushi didn't persuade much, and after a word of advice, he gestured to the Ling family, and followed Qin Lie from a distance.

After a short time, Qin Lie came to the direction where the Instrument Sect was going deep into the poisonous mist, standing on a wetland in the middle of a poisonous swamp, squinting his eyes slightly, and waiting silently.

In the surrounding area, there were a lot of dry ground, many people from the Instrument Sect, and the martial artists of the Blood Spear, who came over and stood still one after another, looking at him with complicated expressions.

"Fan Le" Ying Ying turned back and asked.

"Here" Fan Le's grinning voice came from behind, he shook the paper fan, his expression was calm, and his demeanor was chic.

On the extra white paper fan in his hand, there are also all kinds of silver pictures of men and women intertwined, and those silver pictures can make people blush just by looking at them.

He came from the crowd, a pair of somewhat evil eyes, and from time to time he would aim at some young men and women on both sides, and those people, after he took one look, immediately gave a stirring, and goosebumps came out under his clothes.

Many people, seeing him coming, subconsciously moved out of the way, and they didn't dare to make eye contact with him.

"Brother Qin, is he going to fight with this person, this guy is so disgusting, look at him, oops, how can there be such a shameless and obscene guy in the world" Among the Ling family, Ling Yun's crisp girl's voice came, she glanced at Fan Le, her little face flushed with shame, and she vividly explained her true thoughts in her heart.

She also said what many people wanted to say but didn't dare to say.

Fan Le's eyes followed the sound and glanced at it, and that look, like a cold poisonous snake, suddenly rushed into the crowd of the Ling family.

The men and women of the Ling family, as soon as they looked at him in the eyes, their hearts trembled, and their faces became extremely unnatural.

However, when he looked at Ling Yushi, the purple light in Ling Yushi's purple eyes shone little by little like stars.

Fan Le was suddenly shocked.

Ling Yushi stood alive, the strange light in her purple eyes gradually dazzling, and an evil power that penetrated her heart passed out from her eyes.

Fan Le was short of breath, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly closed his eyes.

He didn't dare to look at Ling Yushi for a long time "Huhu" Fan Le took a deep breath, his eyes glowed with evil light, he didn't dare to look at Ling Yushi's eyes, but fell on Ling Yushi's slender neck, and then asked Ying Xingran beside him: "Who is this woman?"

Ying Xing was surprised, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ” Half a year ago, when Ling Yushi and Ling Xuanxuan were sheltered by Qin Lie in the square, he happened to be frozen, so he didn't recognize Ling Yushi.

"Her name is Ling Yushi, and she is Qin Lie's former fiancée."

Luo Zhichang recognized it, so he responded.

"This is a strange woman who was born to be proficient in the secret art of the mind."

Fan Le exclaimed, his eyes showed greed, and he said softly: "This woman has a great effect on my cultivation of spiritual techniques."

Ying Xingran's face changed slightly.

When the three worshippers heard this, they were also uneasy, as if they knew that the woman who was favored by Fan Le would not end well.

"Qin Lie, Fan Le has thoughts about Ling Yushi."

Song Tingyu's voice reappeared in Qin Lie's ears again, "Let me help you relay it, Fan Le said" She repeated what Fan Le had just said, as it was.

Qin Lie, who was on the wetland in the middle of the poisonous swamp, suddenly had a bone-chilling chill all over his body, and wisps of white cold mist uncontrollably escaped from the pores of his body, and the cold qi continued to spread and spread.

"Titicaca" The muddy muddy water around the poisonous swamp was the first to freeze, and as the cold spread, the branches condensed into ice crystals, and the mud was covered with hoarfrost, and a fierce chill swept in like a cold wind.

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Qin Lie, on the other hand, was in the middle of the cold mist, in the frozen world, like an iceman, with a piercing chill projected in his eyes, and looked coldly at Fan Le, who was coming step by step.

"The Ice Artistic Conception Field, it's very powerful, I heard that you are in the Kaiyuan Realm, and you have already comprehended the Ice Artistic Conception, and your talent is good."

Fan Le shook the white paper fan, and under the gaze of everyone, he strode over and walked into the frost world created by Qin Lie.

"Click" He walked step by foot, the ice under his feet shattered inch by inch, and ice chips splashed everywhere.

"But if I'm not mistaken, you should only be in the early stage of the Vientiane Realm, and this realm can't bring out the true subtlety of the artistic conception."

Fan Le smiled indifferently and said calmly: "And I, who is in the late stage of the Vientiane Realm, just with pure strength, I am enough to crush you."

Fan Le stomped on the ground.

A thick and heavy force, with this kick, went straight to the depths of the earth.

"Bang" With Fan Le as the center, this rocky and ice-covered land, like a shattered mirror, suddenly appeared large cracks.

"Hey, this cold ice artistic conception field can still be maintained" Fan Le was surprised, and after shaking his head and laughing, he stomped on the ground again.

"Papapapa" Like the whole mirror falling to the ground, this world full of ice crystals and ice cubes suddenly exploded.

The crystalline branches burst and the ice of the earth covered by rock ice all shattered, and the muddy muddy water that solidified into crystals turned from solid to liquid again as the ice chips splashed.

After Fan Le's two feet, the ice artistic conception field created by Qin Lie, the entire land of ice and snow, no longer exists.

Everything is back to the way it was.

"Between you and me, there is still a middle stage of the Vientiane Realm, and this huge gap cannot be bridged by artistic conception."

Fan Le chuckled lightly and added: "What's more, the artistic conception is not unique to you." ” "Huhuhuhu" He smiled and shook the white paper fan, only to see the happy men and women painted on the white paper fan, suddenly turning into wisps of clear human figures, as if flying out of the fan.

At the same time, from Fan Le's loose cuffs, two pink chrysanthemums flew out, and those two chrysanthemums were extremely large, like a grinding wheel, whirring and spinning, carrying a smell of erosion and silver, rolling towards Qin Lie.

The brilliant pink light splattered out from the buds of the chrysanthemums, a strange artistic conception that bewildered people's hearts and made people lose their souls, suddenly enveloping the entire space.

I saw that on Fan Le's transparent robe, the flowers embroidered on the corners were also shining one after another, and they were all chrysanthemums.

"Sneer" Qin Lie's thoughts changed, thunder and lightning intertwined in his pupils, and the bones of his whole body crackled.

"Boom" One after another, the explosion of thunder exploded in the space around him, and with the blue lightning, like snakes, rushed out of his body, and the phantoms of happy men and women who were rushing towards him dissipated like smoke.

The power of thunder and lightning is the nemesis of all non-physical evil things, those men and women are condensed by the soul, and when they touch the thunder and lightning, they instantly turn into ashes.

However, the two chrysanthemums that came like wheels released brilliant light, like gold juice poured into molten iron, and they did not fall under lightning and lightning strikes, and still rolled around.

More small chrysanthemums also flew out from Fan Le's transparent robe, shooting out wisps of golden light, forming a demagogic erosive atmosphere, creating a kind of artistic conception field that Qin Lie felt weird.

As if under the influence of that artistic conception field, Qin Lie's blood boiled uncontrollably, like a raging flame.

"The Power of Geocentric Magnetism" Qin Lie's spiritual recipe changed again, and the three earthy yellow Yuan mansions of the dantian spiritual sea echoed the heart of the earth in an instant.

The thick earth element force poured directly into the ground from the center of his feet.

In the space around him, gravity skyrocketed tenfold in an instant "Huhuhuhu" The two wheel-like chrysanthemums, apparently not adapted to the surging gravity, fell from the void fiercely.

The smaller chrysanthemums, as if drunk, swayed in mid-air, also fell into the mud.

"Thunder and lightning, gravity, ice, the three spiritual recipe initiates" Fan Le's eyes were surprised, ignoring the remnants of chrysanthemums all over the ground, his body was like a wisp of overlapping shadows, swept towards Qin Lie.

One by one, his figures were pulled out in the air, condensed but not dispersed.

"Mixed and impure" Fan Le's mocking voice suddenly came out from the phantoms he pulled out, and together with this voice, all the phantoms came to life.

I saw countless Fan Le, flying from all directions, and the sea generally submerged Qin Lie.

And his true body suddenly disappeared, and he didn't know where he was hidden.

To be continued

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