Chapter 392: This World is Picturesque, Thousands of Enchanting Flowers (1)
Yes, the young man who was vain at that time exuded an extraordinarily clear spirit clan aura on his body.
"Thank you. ”
Tang Xuan still said half of the thanks before.
In the end, people help themselves, and at least gratitude is necessary.
The young man was too tall, and when he heard this, he looked down sideways, the pure black eyes on his handsome face and the mirror were hazy, and he nodded slightly to Tang Xuan, and took a step forward.
Tang Xuan's left hand also left Tang Xuan's waist.
“......!”
Tang Xuan's gaze originally casually swept over its cuffs, but he was stunned suddenly.
Empty.
His sleeve ......
'What's wrong with it, it doesn't have hands?' the ten-tailed scream, and the beast's eyes changed slightly.
It turned out that it was really a false claim just now.
When Tang Xuan was restrained by the power of Manjingzhi's pipa artifact to control the field, he used his empty sleeves to take Tang Xuan's waist, no wonder, Tang Xuan didn't feel uncomfortable from beginning to end.
The thin young man floated in front of Tang Xuan, looking up slightly at the mirror Feiyang who was fighting fiercely with Manjingzhi above, quiet, silent, and focused.
Tang Xuan and the Ten Tails glanced at each other, and they both felt that the back of this machine spirit was too lonely, revealing a strong sense of indifference and distance, even if they had just helped her, they would refuse to be thousands of miles away at this moment.
The machine spirit at the end of the world spoke out at the right time: "Master, it stands to reason that our machine spirit is a spirit body, and it is also a spiritual object that is nurtured by heaven and earth, and the body can be restored to its original state if it is damaged in battle, and I have never heard that the body of a machine spirit is mutilated." ”
Tang Xuan frowned when she heard this, but she just shook her head: "Anything is possible, this is someone else's business, we don't need to care." ”
She looked away from the machine spirit and followed its gaze upwards, looking at Mirror Feiyang and Cranberry Leaf in the fierce battle above.
There is an underground crack here, and there is a sea of magma, and neither of them dares to use the battle artifact, because the power of the artifact's power is too violent, and a single blow may cause the magma to erupt and the crack to collapse.
The weapons in the hands of the two of them are all holy weapons now, and because Manjingzhi's Fengyu Pipa is a field control artifact, at this moment, it unscrupulously emits the light of the artifact at the top, controlling the space below, and boosting the power of Manjingzhi, on the contrary, it suppresses Jing Feiyang, but Jing Feiyang's own strength is above Manjingzhi, even in such a situation that is not conducive to himself, he still beats Manjingzhi quickly without backhand.
"Bang!"
In addition to the sword moves, Jing Feiyang, who used a single sword, was domineering with his left palm, and a palm hit Manjingzhi's shoulder in the sky with sword light, slapping the person down.
"Poof. ”
Cranberry Zhi's body fell quickly, and she vomited blood in her mouth.
Feng Yu Pipa crossed the void and fell behind Manjingzhi, and the power of controlling the field shrank and retracted, all of which were released behind Manjingzhi, which blocked her whereabouts.
With his back against the Fengyu Pipa, the corners of Manjingzhi's lips and chin were full of blood spit out by himself, and there were even small pieces of internal organs in the blood.
There were stray hairs on the sides of her cheeks stuck to the blood, and she looked up in the stray hair.
The suspended void looked down coldly, and the mirror that looked at her was cold, and his eyes were cold.
In addition, he can't remember the appearance of others, and he relies on his heart to recognize people and listen.
Such a person, beauty and ugliness have no concept for him.
Man Jingzhi only felt extremely aggrieved and unwilling, he was so beautiful, even if he was a demon man, he would not be willing to give himself such a heavy hand in the battle, but it was useless to fly in front of the mirror, as long as it was an enemy he identified, it was just an enemy.
"You blind man!"
Manjingzhi covered her chest and bit her lip stubbornly: "What about being born noble and having a high talent for spiritual cultivation?
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