This is the third time that Nalan Qing has entered the Xingyue Illusion, the first time he entered without knowing anything, and then suffered a heavy blow, the second time he already had some understanding of the danger of this illusion, but he was still not guarded enough, and the third time he tried his best to restrain himself so that he would not enter the danger, but everything was in vain.

Until now, he doesn't know what is supporting this illusion, if it is the same energy as the martial arts skills, but why the first and second star-moon illusions exist for a different time, and the intermittent time of initiation is too consistent, this is not like the saving time of the general's skill amount, the saving time of the general's skill is calculated according to the number of kills you have during this time plus the value of the opposite attack plus the speed at which the energy increases by itself, that is to say, the more kills and pressure resistance, The more energy required for a martial arts skill to be gestation, it will definitely not be as stable as the time for Chen Donglai's Xingyue skill.

What Nalan Qing can associate with is that the other party is not using martial arts skills, but other unknown stunts, but what is the opportunity for such stunts to be launched and ended.

Nalan Qing was puzzled, and when he was attacked, he paid attention to Chen Donglai, trying to see any clues from this face that did not answer.

However, Chen Donglai was overjoyed and angry at the moment, he understood that his life was hanging by a thread, if his Xingyue was launched a little later, with Nalan Qing's ability, he would be able to kill him in three more strokes at most, this is not that he is arrogant, for Nalan Qing, this man, he has full respect, even if he receives two tortures from Xingyue, he can still attack him after he comes out, it is a pity that in this world, he is the only king.

This time he won't make the same mistakes as he did the previous two times, just watching Xingyue attack, while he sits on the mountain and watches the tiger fight, and only makes up for it twice when he is free, and now he will cooperate with Xingyue to attack.

The dagger is held in the hand, and the person walks according to the changes of the stars and the moon, sometimes like the wind, sometimes quiet like a virgin, the blue light is violent, like a poisonous snake close, the fangs are fully displayed, and the gentian bright silver spear collides, not weak at all.

The collision of weapons is a superficial encounter, the sparks are charming, the eyes are sharp, the feet are like the wind, and the stars and the moon shine together, the killing machine overlaps, wave after wave.

Nalan Qing knew that Chen Donglai's move, the best way was to avoid it, but in this environment, he only chose to meet this attack, the collision of the spear and the dagger was the prelude, and the sweeping leg below made him desperate, which combined with Xingchen's attack, hitting his body, he only felt a dullness all over his body, and the warm liquid gathered into his mouth, and when Chen Dong retreated back and forth, he finally couldn't help but rush out.

Blood sprayed in this realm of stars and moons, under the beautiful scenery of this galaxy, the blood-red rain slowly fell, Nalan Qing knelt there, leaning on the spear, his clothes and armor were broken, his hair was messy, and his eyes were even more distracted.

Despair, endless despair filled his brain, this sea of stars did not belong to him, what belonged to him was perhaps only Huangquan Road.

He wanted to just lie down, he didn't care about anything, he didn't pay attention to anything, he hadn't experienced this kind of despair for a long time, he hadn't thought that a game would make him experience this.

Chen Donglai didn't care about these things in Nalan Qing's heart, his dagger would only get tighter and tighter, in the face of victory, he was extremely calm, he knew anything, nothing allowed him to delay. This is the third time that he has cast Xingyue, and it is against the same person, and the same move has been used many times against the same person, which is bound to make the other party find a way to crack his move, and the other party is not stupid.

This world, it is really a lonely world, the starlight is dappled, the moonlight is blurred, the boy kneels in the middle of the whole world, as if praying, his eyes are closed, the pious look, longing for the last bit of light in the night to shroud him, he is the king of this world, this is the world's answer to him, give him a dagger, let him stand here, this world, he is the only master, when he wants to be extremely fast, the world will give him a breeze, and wings, when he wants to disappear in the world, the world will be invisible for him, And the man in front of him, half-kneeling, seemed to plead, more of a rout.

Chen Donglai didn't know what Nalan Qing was thinking now, but he could feel that now would be his only chance, maybe just a fleeting opportunity, he needed to get close to that person, Xingyue forged a straight avenue for him, his dagger came down from above, and the object of his assassination was like a lamb to the slaughter, the blood in his neck was in front of his eyes at the moment, the dagger fell, the blood would spurt out, the purpose of his trip was as simple as that.

The breeze is coming, and there seems to be a singing sound in the ears again, and the yellow orioles chirp, happy in the heart. Qingsi fell into his eyes, unable to hide his eyes, he stretched out his tongue and licked the surroundings of his lips, however, before he was halfway through, he was suddenly stunned, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and a dark light came straight towards him, frightening him to jump back.

His heart was cold, and the star-moon illusion dissipated instantly, this place was the first place he saw, and under his gaze was all camps, piles of firewood on the ground, half-blank gray fluttering, falling on his cyan dagger.

In the Star-Moon Fantasy Realm, there was only stars and no wind, and his long hair would definitely not flutter and cover his eyes, and at that moment, someone swayed his body and brought the wind. And that person was obvious, only the man in front of him who was covered in black gas, and he was very dangerous now.

Nalan Qing was already desperate at that time, kneeling there, waiting for the final result, but why was he so unwilling, unwilling to do this, but he couldn't move at all, and Chen Donglai's attack, he could feel it, but he knelt there so weakly, despair devoured him like a poisonous snake, and then when this poisonous snake was devoured to the depths of his heart, it suddenly stopped, there seemed to be something that scared this poisonous snake, the poisonous snake slowly faded, and the center slowly began to crack, Like a butterfly out of a cocoon, he is also black, but unlike the viper, his appearance is not to devour everything, but to scatter points of light where he flies, the viper seems to be very afraid of these points of light, as the points of light fly, the poisonous snake slowly retreats until it turns into nothingness.

He saw the battle between these two forces, but there was no way to control either side, the poisonous snake dissipated, and those points of light that merged into the body grew like a small tree, they were rooted deeply, constantly sucking the bright red blood of his body, and crushing his entire body, and then spitting out black blood, and condensing his body, and when Chen Donglai's dagger fell, his body had been completely transformed, and he fought back independently.

After experiencing such a huge change, Nalan Qing only felt that his whole person was reborn, and the original injuries were eliminated together, and more importantly, he could control his body.

He looked at his hands, his fingers bent and released: it was incredible, I couldn't believe it.

Nalan Qing couldn't believe it, Chen Donglai couldn't believe it even more, looking at those eyes that seemed to be soaked in ink, the pupils and whites of the eyes were all black, not only that, but this person actually had black goat horns growing on his head, like a demon.