After she was able to use the one, two, three, and four styles proficiently, the green skeleton summoned twice as many skeletons, and then taught her the fifth form. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fifth type is a relatively big breakthrough, if the one-two-three style is a single attack, and the fourth type is an auxiliary attack, then the fifth type is a group attack.

Of course, this is based on Mo Qiqi's own standards, anyway, the green skeleton comes out, no matter which style, even if it is a slight sweep, the pile of skeletons in front of him can only be killed in seconds.

Probably to a certain point where the moves don't matter anymore.

Of course, for a spicy chicken like her, who is still struggling at the bottom, moves are naturally extremely important.

The reason why the ultimate move is a big move is naturally difficult to put it down, she has been groping for a long time, and the move is already very proficient, but it can't be like a green skeleton, idly swinging the sword, thousands of white mangs are pouring down like a storm.

Fortunately, she has patience, ten times not to try a hundred times, a hundred times not to try a thousand times, anyway, she has time.

The hard work paid off, and on one occasion she performed the one, two, three, and four in a row, and then followed the posture to perform the fourth style, and the majestic white light poured out from the tip of the sword, scattering a pile of skeletons in front of her.

Swordsmanship is the same, once you know, you will be handy, let her summarize, one, two, three, four is like thinking of the run-up before jumping, for the green skeleton, it may not be needed at all, but it is very necessary for her, because without this run-up, she can't jump......

After comprehending the sword intent, it was to continue to be proficient, the green skeleton stomped her feet, and continued to summon the little skeleton to practice for her, she didn't know how long she had been in, anyway, the time must not be short, now she has no Babel Tower in her heart, and she didn't think about it, she only knew how to practice the move to kill the white skeleton.

When she can skillfully use the fifth type, the green skeleton taught her the sixth style, the sixth style is the same as the fifth style, both are group attacks, but it is estimated that it is an advanced version of the fifth type, and the armor-piercing effect is better than the fifth type, she buried herself in hard practice, shattered a skeleton, and finally could use it proficiently.

Then the green skull taught her the seventh form, which was more mysteriously than the previous forms, the seventh form.

Mo Qiqi watched it swing the weak water sword, and everywhere in her eyes, all of them were covered with a layer of white frost, and she reached out and pushed the white skeleton that was frozen into an ice sculpture, and the white skeleton clattered to the ground.

Withdrawing her hand that was burned by the cold, she put it to her mouth, and somehow her mind scattered for three thousand miles, if it was a hot summer, it would probably be much cooler within a thousand miles.

The green skeleton wasn't as many as she thought, because the pile of skeletons that was supposed to be given to her was frozen to slag because it didn't spare its hands, so it stomped its feet, shattered the ice on the ground, and summoned another bunch of skeletons to come out.

Mo Qiqi didn't know how many skeletons he had killed, there were definitely not 200,000 but 100,000, but he didn't know what the situation was underground, as if there were countless skeletons buried, it was inexhaustible.

But it's none of her business, and Green Skull won't summon all the skeletons out to beat her anyway, always at a level where she can handle it.

But no matter what, no matter how much she grinded and grinded, she could always understand, and she fell a heel in the seventh style, and the skeleton didn't know how many were hacked to death, she just didn't care.

The green skeleton probably didn't have the mood of irritability, and took the trouble to stomp her feet again and again, silently watching her, again and again, there was no feeling of getting better at all, the green skeleton didn't mind, and Mo Qiqi himself began to get a little tired of himself.

After killing this batch, she held the sword, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to think about what was wrong with herself, the move was naturally no problem, why didn't it work, she always felt that she couldn't touch the door, she looked down and thought for a long time, and poked the broken bones and slag with her sword at once, what was wrong?

Why can't she make such a powerful move?

She...... Can you make such a powerful move......

Her eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood what her problem was.

The green skull's style made her feel too mysterious, frozen for thousands of miles...... She didn't believe she could do it.

Because she has always subconsciously felt that she may not be able to do it, the sword intent should be clear and reaching, just like faith, because she is not religious, so it is not spiritual.

But...... Can she really do it.

Mo Qiqi picked up a piece of ribs that had been broken off the body of an unknown skeleton, put it on a skull and knocked it, its toughness was far greater than the skeleton frame she knew.

Skeletons can run all over the ground, she looked at the green skeleton with a hand behind her back, it seems to have been in that position, patiently looking at her green skeleton, the skeleton can make a sword, the skeleton will teach her swordsmanship, such a fantasy thing has happened, what else can she not accept?

Even if someone told her now that she was the reincarnation of some goddess, she should believe it.

Once she figured it out, she got up and patted the ash off her ass.

The green skeleton didn't need her to say it, she stomped her feet and summoned the skeleton to train her.

She has been proficient in the move thousands of times, once her mood is clear, she immediately comprehends the mystical meaning, the tip of the cold heavy sword overflows, and the skeleton with teeth and claws on the side is instantly frozen by the spreading frost, and she uses it, the power is less than one thousandth of the green skeleton, but this is not surprising, after all, their strength is very different.

When she finished mastering the seventh style, the green skeleton taught her the eighth style, and the nerves became thicker and thicker, because she accepted this fantasy setting from the bottom of her heart, so when she saw the green skeleton out of thin air, she was also calm, and the storm was like a rainbow, and the skeleton that had just been summoned and the skeleton scum that had been shattered before were all over the place.

Mo Qiqi ran over to take a look, and the newly summoned skeletons were all smashed by the waves.

When she was fully proficient in the use of the eighth form, this time, the green skeleton did not summon a new skeleton, and he took a few strange steps, like a sacrificial dance, so that she was on a skeleton shelf, and she saw the beauty strangely.

It took strange steps, gestures in its hands, and then slid into the air, and a stream of water appeared in mid-air, rushing towards the pile of skeletal slag like a riverbank bursting.

In terms of momentum, this style is not as powerful as the first one, just like a water bag in mid-air, which gently cuts the water bag with a knife, and then the water inside is left on the ground.

But Mo Qiqi's eyes kept wide, and when he saw that where the dark green water flowed, all the bone shelves melted into it and disappeared...... I can't help but make people feel a little ...... Creeps.