"Crack!" Amidst the sound of shattering glass, the blue protective shield around Wuyou broke.
The Death Scythe suddenly appeared in front of her. The black mist surrounding her body and the cold and piercing killing intent made Wuyou couldn't help but frown.
"Clang!" Wuyou closed his eyes subconsciously.
Instead of feeling the expected pain, he was pushed to the ground by a wave of air.
Amidst the tremors of the earth, Wuyou opened his eyes and saw the Poseidon Trident and the Death Scythe facing each other far away in mid-air. The body of the halberd was covered with magic patterns, and a blue bead appeared in the groove at the top.
It is Poseidon's Heart. I don't know when, Poseidon's Heart has been firmly embedded in Poseidon's Trident.
After obtaining the Heart of Poseidon, the Poseidon Trident seemed to have spirituality. The original dim magic pattern became increasingly complex and difficult to see against the blue light, and the faint light at the tip of the halberd became brighter. If the original Poseidon Trident was a peerless weapon,
Sword, so now that it has the Heart of Poseidon, it is a sword with spiritual intelligence. The sword is already powerful, but its strength is even more frightening after possessing spiritual intelligence.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Wuyou stood up from the ground and looked at the Poseidon Trident struggling to support itself in the air, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
"You just want to stop me!" A cold snort resounded throughout the hall. Ming Luo took back the Death Scythe, looked disdainfully at the Poseidon Trident that blocked his attack, and prepared to strike again.
After a fight, the Poseidon Trident also flew in front of Wuyou.
Grabbing the body of the halberd, a feeling of full strength instantly spread throughout his body. Wuyou couldn't help but ejaculate, and the blood vessels that had been blocked by the injury were also opened up by this force.
"What about me?" The calm but confident words came from Wuyou's mouth, which had the potential to look down on the world.
"the same as you!"
Ming Luo was not angry but happy, and said in a deep voice. Looking at Wuyou, who was like a god, the death sickle trembled slightly in his hand. It was a feeling that he had found his opponent, and he couldn't wait to take action.
A faint blue light lingered around him as Wuyou's lips moved slightly, and black mist also rose from Ming Luo's side.
Two groups of light, one blue and one black, faced each other quietly in mid-air, both of them accumulating their own strength and waiting for that world-shattering blow.
"The Poseidon Messenger must win!" This was the thought of everyone at the scene. They either stood or knelt and stared at the battle in the sky, silently praying for Wuyou in their hearts.
With the coercion emitted by the two light groups, the entire hall began to shake again.
A deep ravine appeared between Wuyou and Mingluo, dividing the earth into two parts. The main hall began to tremble and threatened to collapse.
"Crash!" In the flying dust, the main hall collapsed, but everyone seemed to have not seen it, and their eyes were firmly locked on the two light groups.
Medusa looked worriedly at the collapsed hall and stood up. No one noticed that their queen was gone.
"Bang!!!" In the violent collision, two figures fell from the air.
With this collision, the protective shield of the main hall disappeared. For a time, the sea water rolled, the waves were surging, and one wave after another rushed towards the ground. Wuyou was baptized by the sea water again. This time she did not panic, and exerted all her strength.
He inserted the Poseidon Trident deeply into the ground, held it tightly with both hands, and barely stopped.
Compared with the carefree and reluctant response, the Naga people are much more embarrassed.
The collapsed hall was washed away by the sea water, and huge rocks and debris were scattered in all directions. Coupled with the momentum of the sea water, it headed towards the Naga tribe with the momentum of destroying everything.
While they had to stabilize their bodies in the sea water, they also had to be prepared for attacks from time to time. Countless Naga tribesmen were washed into the ravines that were like a scourge.
Having no time to care about the crisis of the Naga tribe, Wuyou focused all his attention on Ming Luo. Compared with the ferocious sea water, Ming Luo in front of him was the biggest threat.
"I'm angry!" Ming Luo's angry voice sounded from the black light ball.
Under the impact of the sea water, the light group swayed left and right, but it still stayed firmly in that area.
For Ming Luo, the bottom of the sea is not his home field. When fighting Wuyou, he had to hold up a protective shield to isolate the sea water, which was really difficult.
A black sickle appeared in the water curtain, and he launched an attack without waiting for the water to calm down. A quick victory was the best way for him.
As if he understood Ming Luo's concerns, a sly smile appeared on Wuyou's face.
I saw her tapping her feet and swimming towards the mid-air. Sakura chanted a mantra in her mouth, and the water calmed down for a while, and it just stood still on the spot.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the Naga tribesmen who stood up in embarrassment looked at Wuyou with eyes full of respect.
What kind of power is needed to control such turbulent water?
The calmness of the sea made Ming Luo a little uneasy. At this time, he especially hated the suppression of that face. Otherwise, Wuyou, a small human, would never be his opponent even if he had the artifact in hand.
Sure enough, before he could figure it out, all the sea water turned into huge water columns and rushed towards him.
Facing the sudden attack, Ming Luo had no choice but to interrupt the unformed spell and deepen his body's protection.
"Bang bang bang!!!" Amidst the constant crashing sounds, the dark black light ball kept rolling and shaking.
Seeing the huge waves coming one after another without any interruption, the anger in Ming Luo's eyes was very deep. Looking at the smiling Wuyou not far away, he wanted to step forward and tear her into pieces.
"Ahem!" After a little carelessness, a wave hit Ming Luo, and as he coughed, Ming Luo raised another ball of light.
Seeing that his attack was effective, Wuyou immediately stepped up his offensive, and even more water columns hit Ming Luo from all directions.
Being trapped in these water columns is like being in a boat in the sea overnight. There is always the danger of capsizing.
Ming Luo is not having an easy time, and Wuyou is not having an easy time either. These skills to control the sea are the result of Poseidon's Heart, but these are Poseidon's skills. It is difficult for Wuyou, a human, to successfully use some of them, but
At this time, in order to resist Ming Luo, Wuyou could only muster up her energy and continue to cast spells. For this reason, the magic power in her body was almost exhausted, and she was relying solely on her willpower to support herself.
Looking at Wuyou, who was pale but struggling to hold on, Leo felt extremely distressed. He secretly vowed in his heart that if he could escape today, he would protect this woman in the future.
"Take the next step!" A low voice came from the black light group, and Ming Luo was already angry. At this time, he had already forgotten the limitations of the plane and chose the same path as Yan.
Astonishing pressure radiated from Ming Luo's body. Wuyou's knees fell to the ground overnight, her magic was interrupted, and the sea water was frightened and froze in place under this pressure.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Wuyou found that he could not move or even speak. Only his consciousness was clear.
what happened?
This was the common thought in the hearts of everyone present, because they found that they could not move either.
Leo's eyes have been following Wuyou. At this time, he also stood blankly looking at Wuyou. The time was quiet and he suddenly became less afraid. Maybe it would be a blessing to die with her!
"Stupid! You think you can defeat me!" Slowly walking up to Wuyou, Ming Luo grabbed Wuyou's neck with some contempt and raised him in the air.
The familiar feeling of suffocation came, and Wuyou knew that this time it might really be hopeless. She no longer even had the right to close her eyes and die, and she felt desolate in her heart at the thought.
The feeling of suffocation was getting deeper and deeper. She didn't know if it was because she was dazzled or hallucinating, but she seemed to see a hole appearing behind Ming Luo.
Is it a space gate?
As if to confirm her suspicion, a slender hand stretched out from the black opening.
Then a familiar figure appeared in front of Wuyou.
The smooth and white face reveals the cold and angular features, the deep black eyes are tinged with a hint of melancholy, the thick eyebrows, the high nose, and the beautiful shape of the lips all exude nobility and elegance.
That black robe was actually made of flames.
The appearance of Yan naturally attracted Ming Luo's attention, and a trace of fear flashed in his originally confident eyes.
"You...you actually..."
Before he could say anything, his figure turned into a stream of light and flew out.
Realizing that she could move, Wuyou was still frozen in place. She didn't understand why Yan appeared here. Wasn't his body sleeping in his own World of Warcraft space? But the one with the sad look in front of him was indeed him, Wuyou
Worry felt her nose was sour, a feeling of grievance spread from her heart, and her head hung low.
Wuyou's performance made Yan a little disappointed, but more distressed. He slowly came to Wuyou's side, picked up Wuyou who fell on the ground, and hugged her into his arms.
"Don't be afraid! I'm coming!"
Just five words made the tears in Wuyou's eyes flow uncontrollably.
The whole person threw herself into Yan's arms and cried loudly.
Didn't he know how scared she was? Why did she say she was sleeping when she was fine? Why did he come to save her when she was desperate?
Countless questions arose in Wuyou's heart, but she didn't dare to ask them, so she could only vent them into tears in his arms.
It has been a year since he last saw her. She has lost weight and grown taller, but she is still so childish. Should he be grateful for her growth, or should he regret that she did not grow up without him.
Under Yan's patting, Wuyou's cries gradually stopped. She pushed away Yan Wenwen's arms and looked straight at him, as if she wanted to take him into her heart.
"Have I ever said that I miss you so much?" The girl's slightly crying words echoed in the silent hall.
Yan Xinxun's heart was shocked. Looking at Wuyou with tears in his eyes and a look of grievance on his face, a satisfied smile appeared on his cold face. He didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and pressed Wuyou's head domineeringly.
own chest.
After a long time, a deep male voice sounded: I miss you too!