"I have never seen the Fallen Angel, but I have heard of the Legend of the Fallen Angel."

Mi Qing: "Tell me the key."

She is not a native and does not understand the mythological system of Tianxuan Kingdom.

The situation was urgent, and Mi Qing's previous courage was enough for Song Ziliu to ignore her rudeness, "The fallen angel has no ambitions, only killing. When people stand in the way of killing, gods stand in the way of killing gods. If Zhuo Feixin's body is completely taken away by the fallen angel, the harm will be no less than

Today’s Bieshan.”

Mi Qing looked at him, who couldn't avoid his gaze, "Either find a way to interrupt the descending of the gods, or... kill her before the fallen angel seizes her body."

"Are you kidding?" Mi Qing pointed at the red gold arms behind Zhuo Feixin, "Look at that thing. An umbrella and a string are enough to make a living mountain retreat again and again. Just like that, it's not

The opponent of the fallen angel's black energy. Do you think, who among us can kill her like Zhuo Feixin? Or interrupt her?"

Song Ziliu: "...Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Thousands of swords came out together with great momentum.

But just as Mi Qing said, before he got within ten meters of Zhuo Feixin, an unknown black energy gathered, easily blocking Song Ziliu's attack.

"How is that possible? I heard before that Captain Zhuo's divine descent can be interrupted..." Song Ziliu's expression changed.

Mi Qing: "It only means that this divine descending is not the same as the divine descending in the past."

So, what to do?

She was tortured by the repeated growth and withering of grass and vines in her body. Not only was her brain not confused because of it, but she became calmer.

She raised her two hands, one hand was a source of treacherous bones and a hundred words of pollution, and the other hand was a blood drop stained with black energy.

The blood beads turned into ice, but the cold was still raging.

Song Ziliu was initially about ten meters away from her, but now he automatically retreated to thirty meters away. A circle of void beneath her feet actually produced ice fragments out of thin air.

Obviously, the scarce water vapor in the void is also frozen.

It can be seen that the coldness contained in this ominous black air is so terrifying that it can even freeze bones and blood, not to mention the water vapor in the void.

Fortunately, she has the source of Baiyan pollution to contend with it.

But why is it that the Baiyan pollution source can compete with the black energy, but the Zimu Coffin, which is also a pollution source, cannot.

Also, her bones and blood felt chilly, but the blood flowing from Zhuo Feixin's body seemed to be normal.

Why is this?

I don't understand, but Zhuo Feixin can't wait any longer.

Two-thirds of the red gold arm holding the umbrella has been eroded by the black air. If this continues, Zhuo Feixin will die before she can figure out the reason.

Mi Qing is a person with clear grudges.

Zhuo Feixin protected her over and over again, and this kindness must be repaid.

She cannot risk life and death for the sake of justice like others, but she can risk life and death for her own will. Anyway, she will always die.

"Mi Qing, what are you doing!"

Song Ziliu was still thinking of other ways when he saw Mi Qing suddenly flying towards Zhuo Feixin. He kept a considerable distance from the two of them, and he was caught off guard and unable to stop him.

What’s even more bizarre is that Mi Qing can get close to Zhuo Feixin!

"aroma?"

Mi Qing was three meters closer to Zhuo Feixin and suddenly smelled a strange aroma.

She immediately thought of what the Japs had shouted before, saying that the black gas was fragrant.

Mi Qing looked down at the black energy on her body. Now that she passed the vines planted with grass and vines, half of her body was eroded by the black energy, and half of her body was shrouded in white mist.

One is black and the other is white, they are fighting each other, and no one is weak.

Her eyes flashed, and the four grass and vine seeds behind her instantly rioted with her thoughts.

"Qiang——"

The grass and vines collided with the black air, making the sound of metal and stone buzzing.

There is only an inch away from Zhuo Feixin, and the grass and vines cannot get any further.

At the same time, Zhuo Feixin turned to look at Mi Qing.

The totem between her eyebrows has taken up most of her face, her eyes are out of focus, and her pupils are dilated. But Mi Qing feels that 'she' can see her.

"Human? No, neither human nor spirit, neither life nor death, neither fairy nor ghost, interesting."

‘Zhuo Feixin’ spoke.

Her voice was low and hoarse, not like her own voice at all.

Mi Qing didn't care about what she said. Instead, he said calmly, "Immortal god? Fallen angel?"

"What about immortal gods? What about fallen angels? Just like you, so what?" 'Zhuo Feixin' sneered, raised his right hand, and saw that the red gold left arm behind him was completely eroded by black energy.

The dark purple umbrella remained in the void for a second, then turned black instantly.

The black umbrella grew bigger, covering the sky and the earth.

The already suppressed living mountain was shrouded in black umbrellas and sliced ​​into exaggerated pieces!

Mi Qing didn't see the action clearly at all.

But like this, Zhuo Feixin's body became miserable.

There were terrible scars all over, and Mi Qing, who was nearby, could see the internal organs in her body. This level was no less than what she was experiencing now.

For a moment, I felt the same way.

Therefore, Mi Qing could not let Zhuo Feixin's situation continue to deteriorate.

In a moment, the right hand with the source of Baiyan pollution attached to it struck towards 'Zhuo Feixin', pointing directly at 'her' heart.

Zhuo Feixin did not look back. The red gold arm corroded by the black energy blocked Mi Qing's attack. 'She' said nonchalantly: "You should be lucky. Your existence is special enough, so I didn't kill you. But -"

'She' raised her hand, and Song Ziliu, who was several meters away, was unprepared and was knocked away by a palm.

The body fell into the big pit of the living mountain and was also covered by the black umbrella.

Seeing that he was about to be sliced ​​into pieces, the ribbon that was struggling to support him actually took the initiative to protect Song Ziliu.

"bother."

‘Zhuo Feixin’ looked over coldly, and the second red gold arm also began to be eroded by the black energy.

Mi Qing seized this moment, grabbed the arm that had been eroded by black energy behind the back of 'Zhuo Feixin', and activated another characteristic.

"Reincarnation of a hungry ghost!"

The characteristics of a Level 1 Hungry Ghost have only one effect when used.

I dare to eat anything and can eat anything.

Then, Mi Qing bit down on the arm, and the red gold flesh and blood was bitten off by her. At the same time, there was a strong black energy attached to the red gold flesh and blood, which she swallowed wholeheartedly.

"You're crazy!"

‘Zhuo Feixin’s face changed drastically.

"Swallow the flesh and blood of immortal gods and the source of fallen angels at the same time, and you will explode and die!"

Mi Qing's bright red tongue licked away the blood on her mouth, and the flesh and blood on her teeth was also licked clean. If her eyes were not still clear, she would not look human at this moment.

She smiled.

"The source of fallen angels? I'm afraid that if I absorb your source of fallen angels, you will die faster."

When she decided to use herself to solve the black energy, which was the source of the Fallen Angels, she thought of a chance of survival. The Fallen Angels and the Immortal Gods were in opposition, and if the two coexisted, there must be opportunities for opportunism.

The flesh and blood of immortals and gods entered his body, and his whole body felt hot. The source of the fallen angels entered with it, and it was extremely cold. The flesh felt like it was soaked in magma, but the bones and blood entered an extremely cold hell.

It was hot and cold, and she could hardly speak.

But with the blessing of her heart, her body was tortured and destroyed, but her mind became clearer and clearer.

The flesh and blood of immortal gods compete with the source of fallen angels. Mi Qing frequently tries various characteristics to find a glimmer of hope for the physical limit.

At the same time, the arm that was bitten by Mi Qing on the back of 'Zhuo Feixin' actually fell off on its own initiative and turned into a stream of red gold and penetrated into Mi Qing's body.

However, the red gold streamer also carries a large amount of the source of the dark fallen angel.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Alas, today I started chasing Agarwood again. Why can’t I write the emotional scenes that are sweet but not greasy, natural and not embarrassing like others?

I'm jealous.

Talent is something that I can’t learn no matter how many books I read. I’d better give up on emotional dramas. Concentrate on the unlimited upgrade stream for the heroine. Go to hell with the male protagonist.
Chapter completed!