Chapter Thirty-Eight: Breakthrough in Internal Strength

"The executors of the association are indeed masters." Lixia, who felt Lane's thoughts, was in an ethereal state of mind, and since he was fine, I wouldn't be worried.

"Little sister, you are the one who impresses my sister." The illusion that was determined to be won did not work, and there was more solemnity in the charming female voice.

"Li En said, come and don't be rude, you can also take me a trick." Lixia's tone is calm and unhurried, and her graceful posture gradually becomes hazy, both real and illusory, the first dance of the moon dance - the dance of the phantom moon.

"Remarkable." The mysterious woman who hid herself in the illusion exclaimed, "Not only is the skill extraordinary at a young age, but the illusion also has such a comprehension." ”

"It's not enough." Lisia's hands fluttered. I'm still immature compared to my father, not to mention the female knight who couldn't hurt my father even if he tried his best.

The handprints continued to change, and Lixia's posture seemed to be shrouded in a light veil, getting lighter and lighter, and finally merging with the thick fog. When the killer and the environment merge with her, that's when she's at her most dangerous.

There was silence, no sound, and no breath, as if nothing had happened, and only the two people in the game knew the danger.

As soon as Lixia disappeared from the spot, the mist surged, and several sharp swords stabbed at Lixia's limbs. While Lixia's body was blurred to avoid the fog sword, she also returned a fire talisman. Any illusion has a catalyst, and the mysterious woman hiding in the shadows uses the mist as a catalyst, and Lixia has to break the fog with fire.

The illusion cultivation is a mysterious woman, and the environment is also her advantage, Lixia has no shortcomings, and the secret skills of the miraculous skills are endless, and the battle is equal for a while.

Lixia was not in a hurry, she sensed that several of her companions were showing signs of awakening, and she was taking this opportunity to hone her illusions. The mysterious woman is not in a hurry for some reason, as the caster of illusion, she can definitely feel the state of the recipient, once these masters wake up, how should she deal with herself?

Well, it doesn't matter how much now, Sherazade was the first to wake up, with a strange complexion, which is very rare in her old age.

"Estelle!" Sheila patted her cheek and began to shake Estelle beside her, "Estelle, cheer up!" ”

"Hmm~" Xiao Ai's eyelids moved, slowly opened his eyes, and tried to see the figure in front of him clearly, "Hey, Sister Xuela?" ”

"Great, you're finally awake." Shelazad let out a long breath.

"Ahh With a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, Estelle slowly stood up and took out the harmonica in her arms to study it carefully, "Yes, it's a blessing to it."

"Ahem, ahem." Xiao Ai lowered her voice, put her hands to her mouth as a horn, and shouted loudly, "Everyone, the happy moment is over, now come back to reality!" ”

"Well, sister." Tita rubbed her eyes.

"Ha, it's a dream." Agaté's expression is gentle, did he dream of Misha?

"Woo, let me hold it a little longer." Cuteness is justice

No matter how beautiful the dream is, it is not real, and people always need to face reality. One by one, the companions awoke from the dreams woven by illusion, except for Lane.

"Don't sleep, wake up!" Esther prepares to learn how to shake Sherazade, but as soon as she touches Lee's body, she bounces off her feet and barely stands still.

"What did you do?" A terrifying qi machine suddenly burst out, and the fog that was so thick that it could not be dissolved was blown away by the hurricane formed by the qi engine, and the sky and the earth suddenly cleared. At the center of the storm stood a beautiful Oriental girl, whose Oriental robe fit closely to her graceful figure, making her more and more curvy and convex.

"Lixia!" Everyone exclaimed.

Lixia ignored her friends, everyone else woke up and now only her lover was still asleep, who else could be if it wasn't a good thing done by a mysterious woman?

The index fingers of her hands overlapped each other, her qi flowing wildly, and the silver light in her eyebrows was like substance. The left foot stepped down, as if with a thousand powers, the toes of the foot hit the ground, and a silver-white fan-shaped impact swept out, and the target - the mysterious woman hiding next to the Selbe tree!

"Good ghosts, ghost protectors!" The bell rang quickly, and the fog that was forced to open rolled back, condensing into the two large fog demons that everyone had just defeated before, different from the ordinary fog demons, they had received special reinforcements from their masters, and they had been separated from the disposables of the fog demons, but as the gods of the master's guards.

The two Shikigami have their own strengths, and one is shrouded in a rolling white mist, called the Guardian Ghost, and physical attacks are basically ineffective against it. The other is made of black mist and is called a good ghost, specializing in absorbing attribute attacks.

The first to bear the brunt is the ghost protector, Xiao Ai and they have suffered from this guy, no matter how the bullets and swords attack, the white mist roll is immediately intact, and finally it is scattered by a set of ice and fire combos from Olivier and Kolos. But after this physical nemesis, the guardian ghost was hit by the impact, and the whole body trembled like chaff until it turned into flying ashes, and the whole process took less than three seconds.

Could it be that this shock is an attribute attack? The good ghost catches up, and it is as thick as ink before, and it can even absorb Agaté's fighting spirit and Jin's internal strength, so it should be able to block it. It's a pity that as soon as the good ghost comes into contact with the impact of the body, he suddenly starts, and then the body begins to disintegrate until it becomes powder.

In one fell swoop, the one who broke the two major gods was the secret forbidden technique of the Zheng family, the second dance of the Moon Dance - the Dance of the Ripple Moon. The ripple moon, the moon in the water ripples, and the killing machine starts at the end of the micro. Because of the huge risk of cultivation, the slightest mistake was a broken bone and tendon before it was sealed by the previous generation of silver, and it was not until this generation of silver hair Lixia let her see the light of day in order to protect her lover. (The further the Moon Dance goes, the more powerful and dangerous it becomes, and the sooner it will be sealed.) )

The aftermath of the shock wave exploded towards the big tree, this towering ancient tree that had grown for an unknown number of years, and usually could only leave a white mark with an axe, was blown to the ground, and the power of the forbidden art could be seen.

The power of the Ripple Moon Dance, Lixia, didn't have time to pay attention, and the two fire runes bounced towards the seemingly empty ground in front of her. The fire talisman was stirred up by the true qi and spontaneously combusted, and the fire grew and soon turned into a ball of fire.

The wind was not big, but it was like a blade, splitting the fireball in two. The breeze died down, and a woman appeared out of thin air where there was nothing before.

The eyes are like stars and moons, the eyebrows are picturesque, the skin is better than snow, the hair like a waterfall is neatly tied into a ponytail, dragging behind the head, the sexy hexagram dress is only barely wrapped around the upper body, the hem of the long skirt of the lower body is almost dragged to the ground, and the two red and black paper fans are closed. Even Agaté, whose brain is full of muscles, is a little distracted, let alone King and Olivier.

"Say, what did you do to Rien?" Lixia didn't care about this, although she was amazed by the stunning woman in front of her, and her anger was slightly discharged, but her heart was always on Lien.

"Lane's body is getting redder!" Yaniras exclaimed. As she had said, Rien's skin was steaming as if it had been cooked.

"Hehe, little sister, you blame me." The stunning woman covered her mouth with a fan, "This little brother's abnormality has nothing to do with me, and even my illusion didn't work much, as long as he wants to, he can break the illusion at any time." ”

"How could that be?" Kross cautiously touched Rien's forehead, "It's hot." ”

"Woo, Brother Rien is fine." The cute little Lolitida was about to cry.

"It's none of the business with me." The woman chuckled, looking like she didn't care about herself.

"I don't believe it!" Estelle rolled up her sleeves and prepared to do it again.

"Don't touch him, he's a sign that his internal strength is going to break through." Jin stretched out his hand to stop the impulsive Xiao Ai, and he also observed it for a while before he saw the clue. It is not uncommon for internal strength to break through, but the practitioner himself must not see what he looks like, that is, Jin Ping has not helped the disciples in the sect to protect the Fa every day, otherwise he will definitely not have such eyesight.

"Huh?" Estelle's dull hair is about to bend into a question mark, is it the same thing to break through the illusion and the internal strength?

Between the words, the heat around Lai En's body became thicker and thicker, and the mist steamed, outlining a lion's head, antlers, tiger's eyes, elk body, dragon scales, and ox's tail. Its name is Qilin, which is the respect of beasts, the lord is peaceful and long-lived.

Lysa didn't care about the enemy, so she came to Ryne's side, held her breath, and protected him. Jin is the same, the most taboo external force to disturb at a critical moment.