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Chapter 712 Black Qi

The people in the venue may be a little confused.

However, the audience outside could see clearly. Compared with psychological quality, the Golden Lei Sect is not a little inferior, and he has only one level of cultivation.

There was obviously a spiritual platform in between, so it was impossible for Lu Haiying to cause harm to her, but she didn't react and had no courage at all.

The foundation is still too shallow. Jinghui was confused and improved his cultivation, but he did not know how to simultaneously improve his state of mind and ability that match his cultivation. At a glance, he could see that the other party had been hiding in the sect and had not experienced many storms.

The monks were not blind. Lu Haiying initially wanted to challenge him, but later he was snatched from the front by Guo Ni, and then he endured the challenge. Who did she want to challenge before?

Speaking of such poor adaptability, who can she challenge? Could it be that she is hiding aside and carefully watching the battle and analyzing others, then finding out her weaknesses in one fell swoop, and finally jumping out to solve her opponent perfectly, right?

If this is true... the practice is really a bit obscene. Many monks looked disgusted when they thought of this and looked chilled.

Although this approach is in principle fine, it can even be considered a strategy. However, putting this behavior in this situation is really disgusting, and many monks feel that they are coveted by despicable villains.

In this way, the young lady of the Guo family, who has never had a good reputation and is well-known both at home and abroad, has a bit of adaptability, and this move is also remarkable.

Her inconsistent performance with the rumors immediately attracted the attention of many monks. Many people were willing to look at Guo Ni, who was different from usual in the middle.

I feel that it is really different from the unruly lady in the past. She is quite decisive... well, decisive.

The sensitive monk noticed that her offensive seemed to be really murderous intent, and decisiveness was false, and ruthlessness was true. However, no one really said it. After all, in this huge world of cultivation, there were no cultivators, and their style was just personal wishes. They felt that this problem was not big.

Of course they will soon find themselves too early to make a conclusion.

Guo Ni also used the sword. Her sword force was very simple, without any unnecessary auxiliary moves. It was really a sword that surging and surging. She pulled out the sword and then swept the wind and clouds, but in a flash, she didn't even have enough time to close her eyelids, so she quickly prepared.

This is also the reason why Lu Haiying couldn't find out just now. Counting forward, she was even scared by the slight threat of Chonghuan Jian before and took a big step back. This is also the reason. Because it was too fast, before her brain could react, the attack had already arrived and rushed towards her face, asking her not to panic?

Even if she has reached the late stage of foundation building, she cannot hide the fact that she has experienced too little and lacks experience. This fatal flaw has really become a laughing stock.

I don’t know if it’s a problem with sword technique or a problem with the operation of martial arts. The sword path that simply stabbed forward was wrapped around the body with layers of spiritual energy, like ropes, and waves, wrapping around her long sword layer by layer, condensed into a cyclone in the front section, and urgently needed to be attacked to form.

It can be foreseen that the next attack must be quite powerful, and it is not inferior in today's foundation-building competitions. However, after this series of things, she did not show her "mediocre" style at all, which makes people wonder whether the previous rumors were true or false.

The accident broke out at this moment. The rolled up spiritual energy started from somewhere, and was dyed black little by little, extending from a certain place to the tip of the sword, spreading, and quickly expanding towards the entire spiritual energy.

These suddenly appeared black blocks were not complete, but were in strands, mixed in large areas of spiritual power, as if they were contaminated by something dirty, and quickly became black. They soon enveloped half of the spiritual platform and continued to spread into the surrounding air.

Such a terrible change is so conspicuous and so abnormal that it cannot be more abnormal. How could the monks not notice it?

The ominous mixed with the breath of aliens gradually occupied the free air. The monks present subconsciously became alert and quickly stood up to take precautions.

At this moment, no one was interested in fighting, and all his eyes were staring at the mutated part in the middle, staring at these strange black abilities.

The notification that the notification is for weapons, the ones who protect the cubs... All monks quickly put away their leisurely posture of drinking and having fun, quickly enter a state of alert for combat, and can deal with unknown enemies at any time.

The juniors of the Wuhua Sect such as Ningxia were also half-pushed by Lin Pingzhen to protect them, trying to support the spiritual barrier of the greatest strength to protect all the disciples of the Wuhua Sect behind them.

Ningxia and several other foundation-building cultivators with higher cultivation levels were ordered to go to the second level of "front" so that they could reach the top at any time. When they were further back, they would be arranged one by one, and the whole process was only two or three breaths.

At this time, the disciples of the Wuhua Sect were particularly united, abandoning all previous concerns, trying to obey Lin Pingzhen's arrangements, and striving to gain greater living space.

The black air filled the range too fast and irregular, which blocked the way to the front seats from the beginning.

Seeing the blocked way further filled the black air in the banquet hall, everyone was at a loss, not knowing whether to take the risk of escaping or staying here to be protected by the sect group.

Most of them subconsciously chose the safer and more stable latter instead of all unknown and terrifying escapes. There was no movement on the other side of the door that was isolated near the door, and I don’t know if they were all running away or they were also suffering.

Anyway, this fearful black rendering shrouded the monks present in a layer of haze.

Fortunately, they still don’t seem to hear anything bad, terrifying association sounds. Otherwise, if everyone hadn’t been killed by this unknown thing, they might have been scared to death.

The spiritual barrier seemed to be able to barely protect them and prevent them from being invaded by black gas. However, Ningxia was still very uneasy. The limited brightness block had almost been swallowed by black gas and was almost out of sight. And Lin Ping really didn't know how long it would last for protection...

"Uncle Lin! Are you okay? Do you need me to take it?" Ningxia shouted loudly in the noise, touching the back of the person in front of him. Fortunately, the person was still very stable and did not move at all.

"It's okay, that black gas... seems to not attack the spiritual barrier. I don't know what this thing is, I can't tell anything."

Ningxia was just happy for a while after hearing the first half, but when she heard the second half, she felt cold again. Well, this ghost thing can even block the spiritual consciousness of Jindan Zhenren. What is this terrible thing?

At the moment when the last light was completely hidden by the black air, Ningxia was in a trance to a pair of tired but clear eyes, with emotions intertwined, with a slight comfort in her eyes.

Ningxia received a hint from someone at the last moment:...
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