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Bing Zhiqi knew that Lijuan was right, and he had to learn to rely on himself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Why is it that I am always scared when I am not there?

Why does Ice Ritual always think of those terrible and dark memories when he is not there?

Those past events that should have been forgotten have never left his mind, and even haunted him all the time.

Those who were once extremely painful in the end will linger in the past, and will cause greater backlash and remind him of more and more painful things.

But when my sister is around, everything is different.

Sister, the only ray of sunshine in the night, has broken all the darkness for herself.

She protects herself, so that she can forget all nightmares, as long as she is with her sister, she has endless courage to face this ugly world, her sister is her everything, and her everything is only her sister.

However, now my sister can't protect herself, my sister is in danger, and she needs someone to protect her.

Is it true that you can't do such a thing at all?

These people in front of them, they want to take away everything they have, they want to push him back into that endless abyss, let those terrible nightmares haunt him again, they want to take away his only light!

Absolutely, unforgivable!

He wants to kill them all, and he wants them to understand how firm and unshakable his determination to protect a man is!

Bing Zhiqi's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and wisps of eerie chill began to condense around him, and then turned into a roaring ice crystal demon, staring at blood-red eyes, brandishing the long knife in his right hand, and rushing straight at him!

The one in the middle had just collided violently with Yingli's feather fan, causing the whole person to lose his balance and fall downward.

Suddenly, he suddenly noticed that the true qi above fluctuated violently, seeing that its momentum did not seem to be below him, where did he dare to have the slightest neglect, while hurriedly adjusting his luck and quickly resuming autonomous flight, he let out a roar, and a mysterious light suddenly shot straight out from his forehead, and he did not shy away from the eyebrows of Bing Zhiqi!

Bing Zhiqi was not afraid at all, he didn't even hide, stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, with the angry cry of a beast, as if he was a moth to a fire.

"This is the Dementor Curse, get out of the way!" Ying Lijiao snorted, she was born in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, so she naturally knew what this Xuanguang was.

The most famous technique of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace is the Breaking Yuan Slashing Divine Technique that directly attacks the Yuan Shen, specifically killing people and Yuan Shen.

The caster divides one of his own primordial gods, and directly slashes into the opponent's body, leaving only a wound, and then the caster's primordial gods will directly attack the opponent's primordial gods, as long as the foundation of the primordial gods is not stable, as long as the realm is not enough to make up for the gap between the primordial gods, it is inevitable that the primordial gods will be beheaded and killed.

The Dementor Spell is much more elementary than the Breaking Yuan Slashing Spell, but once it is slashed, one's own Yuan Shen will also be disturbed by the opponent's Yuan Shen, become confused, have confusion, hallucinate, and even be directly taken by the spellcaster, turned into a puppet of the spellcaster, and let the caster play with it.

And the primordial god itself is a very empty thing, everyone knows the existence of the primordial god, but what is the appearance of the primordial god, what is the difference between the primordial god and the divine thought, what is the relationship, and what is the relationship with the body, but no one knows.

Therefore, it is generally believed that in the face of the attack of the Yuan Shen of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, in addition to not facing it head-on, there is also a quick solution, otherwise it is impossible to prevent the mysterious Yuan Shen attack.

Therefore, Yingli is very worried about Bing Zhiqi, because Bing Zhiqi's performance has proved that Bing Zhiqi is a person with a weak will, he is easily influenced by the outside world, once he is hit by the Dementor Curse, Bing Zhiqi will easily become the most tragic end, and become a slave of others forever.

Xuanguang pierced through one ice lotus after another, shattering petal after petal, unabated, still like meteor lightning, leaving a straight line behind him, without any ice slag remnants, in the rainstorm of ice and snow, no matter how you look at it, it is out of place.

But Bing Zhiqi didn't dodge, he still roared angrily, and the ice demons around him also roared, and the ice blade in his hand danced, and a dazzling blue light in the air suddenly met with the Xuanguang that had already arrived in front of him, and in an instant, the blue and black lights clashed violently, emitting bursts of sharp explosions that made people feel sore.

A wisp of blood appeared at the corner of Bing Zhiqi's mouth, a wisp of blue blood from the Rootless Spring.

But he didn't back down, because his sister was still waiting for him, waiting for him to save her, just like countless times when he was a child, when he was struggling in the dark, his sister came to save him.

This time, it's my turn to save my sister!

Bing Zhiqi roared hoarsely, his forehead was bruised, and his originally handsome face became extremely hideous, extremely terrifying, like a demon from hell, and the evil ghost condensed by the cold ice qi also condensed more and more real, and his face was particularly hateful, and his eyes were as if he was about to spew flames, making it impossible to look directly at him.

"Roar-" The evil ghost roared, suddenly retracted the knife, the Xuanguang lost its hindrance, and immediately marched towards Bing Zhiqi's forehead again, Bing Zhiqi sneered, still did not evade, he finally mustered up his courage, how could he let this courage, at this moment, turn into flowing water!

"Kill!" Ice Zhiqi roared, the evil ghost roared to the sky, and in an instant, the Xuanguang froze, and the evil ghost swung his knife and slashed between the Xuanguang cleanly, and then, Bing Zhiqi took the evil ghost and crashed straight into the Xuanguang!

Yingli was eager to see what would happen next, but she didn't have time to take a closer look, because the man in black on the left had turned into a brown light and was coming straight at her.

This is also the magic of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, the Divine Piercing Technique.

This technique is suitable for monks who cultivate the physical body, especially those who have extremely strong concealment abilities and extremely high speed.

The monk who practices this technique is like an assassin who should hide in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a perfect opportunity, and then quietly and quickly approach his target, and then launch the assassination god, and the damage caused to the flesh will be synchronized to the original god.

The physical body can be repaired quickly, but the original spirit needs to be recuperated.

Therefore, for a monk who cultivates the Assassination Technique, if the target does not detect them, then as long as they can inflict mortal mortal mortal wounds on the target with a single blow, then it will also be fatal wounds to this target.

That is to say, even if a ninth-order monk is cut by the Assassination Divine Technique, if his Yuan Shen is not ridiculously strong, then his Yuan Shen will be equivalent to having his throat cut tragically, and nine times out of ten it will be a certain death.

This is the horror of the Assassination Divine Technique, and what he has to face is an enemy who cultivates the Assassination Divine Technique.

Ying Li smiled bitterly, to fight against the stabbing technique, in fact, the most powerful way is to make the other party unable to cause damage to his flesh at all, as long as the body will not be injured, then the Yuan Shen will naturally not be injured.

It's a pity that Yingli has never been a monk who cultivates the flesh, so Yingli must ensure that she can't be approached by the other party.

The yellow feather fan was held tightly by Yingli in her hand, and when she turned her hand, she formed an endless wall of storms around her body, completely isolating the outside world from Yingli, as if she was about to form two independent worlds that did not want to interfere at all.

The brown light was already in front of him almost at the same moment as the storm rolled up, and the brown light in his hand condensed into a small and narrow dagger, which plunged straight into the storm, but was blocked by the thick wall of wind, and it was difficult to make any further progress in an instant.

The man didn't succeed in a blow, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, stepped on the void, and quickly slipped out fifty or sixty zhang with the force of the rebound of the air, before he could stop, and a pair of eyes looked at Yingli like a jackal hungry and thirsty, as if he was catching Yingli's loopholes, ready to seize the fleeting opportunity at any time to give Yingli a fatal blow.

Yingli frowned slightly, she knew that she couldn't wait passively like this, because the result of waiting would often be that she would expose her flaws and be caught by the other party, after all, the other party's cultivation was comparable to her own, so stalemate was definitely not a wise choice. You must grasp all the initiative in your hands and let the other party be passive to defend in order to minimize your danger.

Yingli's right wrist kept flipping, keeping the storm around her constant, and with a turn of her left hand, she found a dim bronze mirror, which was the bronze mirror that Liwan gave her.

Ying Li is not an illiterate person, this bronze mirror is cast with fen copper, the additional formation and unique refining technology on the copper mirror, let Ying Li know that this bronze mirror should be from a certain family or faction, and the cultivation of the person refining should be in the ninth order.

Although he has only been getting it for a short time, he has only imprinted a wisp of his consciousness into it, but the combat power it can exert should not be underestimated, and it can hit the opponent by surprise, so it is a good choice to turn the situation around.

As soon as the bronze mirror was sacrificed by the warbler, under the reflection of the sun, the dim mirror suddenly shone brightly, and an orange light rushed straight towards the man in black!

The light came very fast, but the man in black had been watching Yingli's every move, so the moment Yingli raised the bronze mirror, he sensed a sense of crisis, so he was already on guard, and immediately rushed to the side, unwilling to face this orange light.

However, the bronze mirror fluctuated with the wind in the storm, and the mirror continued to adjust its direction with the actions of the man in black, always keeping it facing the man in black, making the orange light chase after him, biting the man in black tighter and tighter.

The man in black had a bright light in his eyes, knowing that if he only cared about avoiding it, he was afraid that he would not be able to avoid it in the end, and there was no other way than to take it hard, and the brown light in his hand skyrocketed, and immediately skyrocketed to three zhang long, and he slashed straight towards the orange light!