After the jade pendant rushed into the spiritual hood, it shone brightly and briefly covered everyone. They also felt a little comfortable and could not recover.

However, the cruel facts quickly dragged them back, thinking of their current situation. This is a must-have game!

Who can tell them... Why did Jian Ming, who had rested, get up again?!

Countless monks subconsciously covered their ears and tried to reduce the pressure of the sound powerlessly, although they knew it was futile. The sound of the sword was completely useless, and nothing was used. Before this, they had tried countless methods.

Practiced.

They also believed this as the revenge of the Holy Clan. Didn’t they see the monks rolling all over the ground? If they had to bear this way, they would have to be at least half crazy when they could leave without any damage.

The monks who had just recovered were all jealous. After a wave of recession, was it really a revenge from the holy vein?

They don’t know that Xin can’t survive this time, nor do they know whether they will become the next person who falls down and lies down. People have a desire to survive, but they still want to work hard. They use the little spiritual power they have left to resist.

Swordstone.

But this time the sword sound was different from the previous one. A deeper sound wave attack was inserted into a person's soul like a nail, making people unable to fight back.

"What the hell?! Come again-" Ningxia said when she heard someone moaning in pain, her words were full of madness.

"I can't stand it if anyone comes to save us." Then there was a heavy thud, and poor man, it sounded very painful.

"I would have known it if I had... no, I'm here..." The most realistic portrayal of the off-topic king's heart. At this time, there is still time to think about this.

"No, don't... wait, just a moment--" Accompanied by the sound of porcelain breaking, I probably wanted to open a bottle of elixir to see if I could replenish my medicine. But it was obviously not successful, because Ningxia immediately came to an end.

I heard the sound of the meat shield falling down.

Some people may want to ask why Ningxia still has the energy to think about things and evaluate other people's affairs. Well, in fact, Ningxia is now in a different state from others.

At first, she was also attacked by Jian Ming, and her condition was not very good. Based on the sporadic spiritual power left in her body, she probably couldn't last long.

Moreover, the sound of the sword is everywhere and uninterrupted. If you have insufficient mind and insufficient mind, you may be defeated by Jian Ming taking advantage of the opportunity to get a pill.

Ningxia didn't have much spiritual power in her body, so she didn't dare to take the risk of taking out the spiritual medicine at will. She didn't see that several people were critically knocked down to the ground the next moment she took out the pills.

Ningxia calculated the thin layer of spiritual power in her body and was a little anxious. She even wanted to get into the small black box for a moment while everyone was unable to tell the truth.

After all, I don’t know how many rounds there are waiting for her after this.

Wait a little longer. If it really doesn't work... go in and avoid disaster. Ningxia is just an ordinary person after all, and his desire to survive defeats the pride of the monk.

After the light shrouded the venue, everyone lost the light for a moment and saw darkness in front of them. However, this short-term vision loss quickly recovered.

It is more complicated than the situation at the center of the dou platform. The sleepy girl in the middle has been hidden by the light, and the green hidden jade wall crashes into it, causing the pattern in the middle of the spiritual energy ball to change.

The white and green are clear, and there are some light greens in the middle that seem to be mixed, which look quite beautiful.

However, the separatist forces within them seem to be not very stable. The two colors intertwined, and it seemed like they were competing, and no one allowed anyone to let anyone go.

However, the light green mixed in the middle is constantly expanding, emitting infinite vitality. However, the power of confrontation between the two sides is constantly shrinking.

She also struggled to support it. The sword sound not only acts on the body, but also on the soul. Under such ubiquitous attacks, they had no power to fight back at all.

In the eyes of those two, they were probably really vulnerable ants. Look, there was a large number of them without the need for others to take action.

After the game is over, no matter what the result is, just handle it casually. There is no need to spend any effort, it is easy to get it.

The future is not clear and the back-up is coming. Ningxia feels that everyone is in danger this time. The possibility of her survival under normal circumstances is too small.

Then she only has one choice left.

Just as she was about to sneak into the small black box with the thoughts... Ningxia suddenly felt a strange wave, which came from her waist, inexplicably familiar.

Ningxia was stunned, this is—

The essence of Chongtian.

After Zi Chonghuan died, Ningxia rarely took out Chonghuan's sword body, and kept hiding it in the sword box in the small black box, and rarely took it out.

First of all, Chonghuan had just died, Ningxia was depressed. Before adjusting her condition, she didn't want to face the old friend's relics day and night. What's more, this sword is in a sense that it is Chonghuan's body, Ningxia didn't know for a moment

What kind of mood should we face it?

Secondly, Chonghuan is sensitive to his identity, and he is full of doubts about the cause of his death. The person who started behind the scenes was lurking in the dark, and Ningxia thought it would be better to hide the sword. Let's talk about everything when you go out.

But when he went out today, for some reason, Ning Xia took out the sword box and hesitated for a moment before he came to the venue.

During this period, Chonghuan was quiet and did not give a single reaction, as if he had gone with it as if he had gone with it. Ningxia was not surprised, after all, the sword souls that were close to her had already gone.

She had never learned sword skills and had never taken a sword, so it was normal for her to admit that she had no sword body.

The future is long, and she must practice sword skills well in the past. Although it is like Chonghuan is still there, she must use this sword well at least. After all, it is the only thing that Chonghuan left for her.

The sword, which had been like death, suddenly reacted under such circumstances. A familiar and unfamiliar aura came.

This is the breath of Chongtian, but yes or not.

Chonghuan is dead. This is a fact that Ningxia has long recognized. The contract of the master-slaves disappeared without any residue, which proves the fact that the other protagonist is dead. And Mrs. Hongji's response was confirmed again

at this point.

Therefore, the familiar aura that appears now can only be the fluctuations of the Chonghuan Sword itself, rather than the fluctuations of the sword soul. After the soul nurtured by this sword leaves, it still instinctively protects the master recognized by the sword soul.

Ningxia did not feel familiar thoughts from the fluctuations, but only had a pure breath.

This...ah—

This familiar aura gradually wrapped her up and separated her from Jian Ming's torture.

She seemed to be alone in a separated small world. Although it was not as closed as a small black box, it was enough to isolate the absolute lethality contained in Jian Ming, and she could breathe for a moment.
Chapter completed!