Now, it looks like something is wrong inside the Dementor Banner.
After solving this difficult guy first, we must find out the traitor who leaked the "heavenly secret".
The one who knows the times is Junjie, and the other party is obviously prepared, and he has killed the blood demon that he has cultivated with great difficulty, and he has lost the opportunity, so he can only think in the long run.
The black mist rolled and fled quickly into the distance.
Ziqing was in a hurry, and hurriedly chased after him.
's indiscriminate attacks haven't allowed this guy to show his strength, which makes her feel very bottomless.
Just now, he completely relied on the surprise to take a slight advantage, if he let the other party come back to his senses, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to complete this task, and besides, the lives of so many people below, I am afraid that sooner or later they will be planted in his hands.
Xiao Ke's voice came, "Xiao Jingqing, hurry, hurry up and use the Samadhi True Fire" Ziqing realized that the Samadhi True Fire was specially used to refine the magic weapon, and it could remove all the magazines in the material.
As soon as his mind moved, several small blue flames condensed in his hand, and with a few fingers, the black mist in the flame bullet was burned out of a large hole.
Whining The black mist emitted an extremely ugly and piercing whimper, as if there were countless people crying and cursing in their ears, in short, it gathered all the darkness in the world together, which made people feel very irritable.
Ziqing doesn't have any strengths, but her mental power is relatively strong, so these bewitching techniques can't affect her mind at all, but make her fight faster.
Just then, something flew towards her.
Zi Jing was shocked, this is a soul flag, there are still little turtles and so many souls in it, and he hurriedly put back the samadhi true fire in his hand.
Instinctively, he reached out and grabbed the Dementor Flag "Ahh A cold breath rushed from the place where he was held to his arm and towards his body, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of white frost.
Zi Jing was shocked, and instinctively threw away the dementor flag, but he didn't expect it to be like it was stuck to his hand, and he couldn't shake it off.
But the black mist took this opportunity to escape.
Zi Jing used his true qi to dispel the cold ice little by little, looked at the direction in which the black mist fled, and sighed that he was really too light on the enemy, or that he had too little actual combat experience.
In fact, if you think about it a little, you will know how the other party is willing to recognize the magic weapon that he has been practicing for a long time.
Ziqing cleaned up his mood and found a secluded place to repair his arm that was injured by the cold ice, and by the way, replenished the true qi he had consumed just now.
As for that black fog.
If you spoil his good deeds, even if you don't go to him, he will come to you.
It's just that if he goes back to prepare for it this time, I'm afraid it will be another fierce battle.
But this is not a question of "letting" or "letting out" at all, but that I am not able to stop the other party at all Zi Jing rested for a while, and his spiritual power recovered quickly, but the frostbite on his arm was still faintly painful, and even the operation of his spiritual power was a little difficult.
At this moment, the little monk came out of the dementor banner and called a Buddha name, "The donor has been subjected to countless grievances, so let the poor monk recite scriptures for the donor to resolve his grievances." ” Ziqing is actually a little irritable, she hates the kind of mother-in-law the most.
And the other party is still the kind of bad good person who "all beings are equal", so he waved his hand, wanting to say, "No need, you just go and transform those evil ghosts."
But when the words came to her mouth, she finally endured it.
Ziqing wondered which tendon was wrong.
Anyway, people are here to help themselves, so why do they think that the other party should help them and speak coldly Well, Zijing really can't do "harmonious whispering" now, but he is really not qualified to express his boredom to a person who shows favor to him, even if he is bored in his heart, he should give the other party the respect that kindness should have This is the cultivation that she Ziqing should have "No, thank you."
Zi Jing said in a slow tone.
While moving his arms, he used his true qi to forcibly regain control of his body little by little.
This process was very painful, and Ziqing could only grit her teeth and bear it.
She is like this, once the words are spoken, all the consequences must be endured, and she will never show regret or anything in front of the other party.
After a while, the pain in my arm subsided, and I could barely move.
His current soul body is equivalent to directly hurting his soul, and he must not leave any hidden dangers.
This is the disadvantage of using the main body to enter the plot world to counterattack.
All the attribute values obtained from cultivation belong to the main body, but the damage received is directly affected by the soul Ziqing cleaned up and looked at the city in the distance, a day has passed, and there is no sign of war, maybe this war will pass quietly without the instigation of the succubus.
Hey, I can't care so much.
It's not that stopping a war is saving those people.
War, in addition to being a game of rulers, is also a necessity of the historical process.
Because the great progress of human civilization is done in war.
Well, that's a bit of a stretch.
Ziqing has a dementor flag in his hand, and he can directly trace the other party's traces In fact, compared to the black fog, he smashed the dementor banner at Ziqing, why didn't he want to leave a mark with it, so that he could seek revenge next time The little monk's soul has become extremely faint now, and he didn't expect to be able to follow behind Ziqing without any pressure, without falling at all.
Ziqing didn't care about him, but he still recited the scriptures persistently.
Maybe he's right, these icy qi are the embodiment of resentment, so they need to be resolved with mental power, not forcibly eliminated.
So with the sound of chanting, Ziqing seemed to really feel that the pain in his arm had been reduced a lot.
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Zi Jing followed the guidance of the Dementor Banner to a valley outside, and the wind was gusting inside, needless to say, this must be the old nest of the black mist.
It seems that the other party is ready to "meet" herself, and with her shallow knowledge of formations, she can also see that there are traces of arranging formations everywhere, she thinks, as long as she steps into it, I am afraid that she will fall into one chain of formations after another and get out.
Therefore, Ziqing very wisely did not move, but sat down quietly outside the valley and repaired the consumed true qi to a saturated state again.
The little monk has been there all the time, and he is probably used to listening to it, Ziqing found that he was not as disgusted as before, but he still wanted to keep his distance from him.
At this time, the little monk said: "Donor, the power of resentment in your body has dissolved.
That succubus has been hit hard this time, and he will definitely kill more living beings in the future to complete his cultivation, so I have to go and transform him."
Zi Jing was amused by the other party's solemn appearance, "Duhua, how do you want to Duhua, you think that those souls and blood demons in the soul flag can't eat you, is it really because you have rough skin and thick flesh, can't you gnaw on it, you go now to be a snack for the other party" t1706231537: