The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1189

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
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“If only I could go out, I can’t get out! Even if only one feather is stretched out… Oh my god, I forgot how to use the feather! I should have this ability… How can I help wow! The wicked knots are so tangled! It’s annoying! The little bugs are in big trouble, and the little bugs don’t die!”
Peacock was irritable for a while, and then sent a voice transmission to Ye Ling with a solemn expression: “While these two guys are seriously injured and they are fighting each other, you should take Ding Yu to escape… Mao! I forgot again, you can’t escape!”
Chapter 142 The Qi Machine of Advanced Life
Ye Ling held her breath and held her breath, her whole body tense, and she didn’t even move her fingers for half a minute. Bean-sized beads of sweat fell from her forehead, soaked in her eyes, and then slipped down the tip of her nose. She couldn’t even blink her eyelids.
Peacock roared irritably: “Life level, damn life level, oops, what to do, what to do”
“No, I can’t help it? Isn’t it said that low-level monks can also fight against high-level monks? How can it be, it’s so far apart!”
Ye Ling was soaked all over, sweat soaked her clothes, and even the spiritual communication was not so neat.
Peacock hurriedly explained: “It’s different, you have a life defect, you can only be considered a mortal if you are not a monk, and the level of life is too far away.
Breaking through the shackles must rely on … … the soul can’t do it, the stronger the soul, the more sensitive the intuition. … It should be the mentality! It is the mentality.”
At this moment, the middle-aged man holding the battle axe slowly let out a breath, with his chest rising and falling, he cautiously stepped back half a step, and shook the battle axe in demonstration to the… dark man on the ground: “Chen San, you know that you are here What to do
However, it is not easy to cultivate in your primordial fetus, as long as you are willing to surrender, the adults will reuse you.”
Chen San opened his mouth and let out a breath of black smoke, but did not speak.
The middle-aged Tomahawk narrowed his eyes and said coldly: “I know you still have the ability to speak, don’t pretend to be deaf and dumb.”
“Pooh!”
Chen San spit out a mouthful of black mist and said fiercely: “Delusional! You come to my Wuyun City to assassinate all the masters of the talisman carvings, and it is you who will make the world go to hell!”
“They’ve all been burned in the inner palace, but they’re still stubborn.”
The middle-aged Tomahawk said savagely: “Okay, tough people have tough ways to die.”
The battle axe was lifted slowly, and the axe body flashed a cold light in the moonlight, like a mirror, reflecting the cold and cruelty of the world.
Suddenly, a bright red bloomed on the sharp blade, like a red-hot soldering iron, and like red blood flowing.
Different prison kill streak! The battle axe slammed down, not strong, like a wave, but it has a frightening edge, a dazzling and hot edge.
Kacha! The battle axe slashed from Chen San’s left shoulder, and slashed along the shoulder until it stopped at the position of the heart.
The middle-aged man put away the Xuanhua axe, looked at the slash without a trace of blood flowing out, and spat: “The fate of ignorant of current affairs!”
He turned his head and glanced at the six 66 youths on the ground indifferently, raising his hand to shoot a crimson arrogance.
“Do not kill me!”
“Please, I didn’t see anything.”
The pleading soon ended in the night, and the six 66 youths were engulfed in flames and died silently.
The middle-aged Tomahawk glanced cautiously at the lifeless Chen San, turned around slowly, and approached Ye Ling and Ding Yu.
The first chapter has no turbulence, and is still as dead as ever: “Knowing too much will not end well.”
The qi of the high-level life is fully activated, which is like a prison in the dark, making people sink into the endless abyss, and there is no idea of resistance and struggle at all.
Tack! Tack! Tack! The steps are coherent, every step is terrifying, and every step can cause ripples of fear in the spiritual world.
The breathing became more and more sluggish, Ye Ling’s eyes were bloodshot, watching the opponent approaching step by step with the battle axe, unable to do anything, the whole body seemed to be petrified, stiff and solidified, as if the blood had also become: slow.
“Damn, damn! Move!”
Ye Ling screamed in her heart, but her voice was so stiff and intermittent.
As the other party got closer and closer, Ye Ling felt that even the thought of thinking could not continue, and the spirit seemed to be gradually frozen together with the body.
Chapter 143 Flaming True Qi
The peacock spread its wings and kept flapping, and a pair of powerful claws kept jumping, trying all kinds of activities, but the pitch-black void had no waves, and it was dead silent.
“Ye Ling is going to die, but Nima’s knots are still locked.
Let Lao Tzu go out, let Lao Tzu go out, ooh”
Suddenly! The pitch-black space suddenly became silent, and in an instant, the passionate roar of the peacock became faint and inaudible, and the void rolled up a dark air current, trying to engulf everything.
The color of the peacock’s feathers has become: getting lighter and lighter! Ye Ling’s spiritual world is gradually disordered! Peacock is shocked: “The spirit is slackening, and it must be returned to chaos! Ye Ling, cheer up.
Hello! Can you hear me?”
Peacock anxiously transmitted the sound, but received no response from Ye Ling.
It’s getting more and more… anxious.
A milky white airflow appeared strangely in the spiritual space. It intersected and twisted with the deep black airflow, and kept repelling each other like a vortex. A terrible storm rolled up in the void, a doomsday scene.
The peacock kept shaking his head, rubbing his long mouth, and the ground said: “The little bug is a good bug, don’t die, I don’t want to change the host.”
Suddenly, the peacock raised its head abruptly, roaring fiercely at the meeting air currents of the high sky.
“Ye Ling! Your former dead friends are watching you in the sky, don’t lose their face, you can’t just die!”
The air swirling in the void is inexplicable:.
Peacock was inexplicably surprised, and continued to shout: “The level of life is only innate coercion, pure coercion.
There have been many instances in history where the lower ranks fought against the higher ranks.