The current situation has reached an extremely tense moment, and the soul power of the night crow is disappearing at an extremely terrifying speed.

This is only used to heal her own injuries, if she wants to attack, there is no doubt that she needs more soul power, but no matter what kind of realm the monk is in, his soul power is limited, and the monks of the Void Realm are naturally included.

She didn't know what kind of state the president was in now, the night crow only knew her state, and the pain of piercing her heart kept coming from her wounds, and the minced flesh was constantly reorganizing and regenerating, which was quite a painful process.

She understood that if it wasn't for the deep sea now, she would be sweating profusely and being extremely embarrassed.

But the president, he won't even leave her a little respite!

Poof-

The Night Raven has been blinded by this sudden stone pillar, and has been subjected to this kind of fatal attack for some reason, and the Night Raven's heart is now very depressed. For such a long time, don't say that the president didn't move at all, because even so, as an assassin, she didn't even touch a single hair of him!

A mouthful of reverse blood erupted from her mouth, forming a mist of blood, and she half-knelt down. Blood continued to leak from her mouth, her beautiful face had become unusually white, and even the hands holding the dagger were trembling...

How could the prophet not feel distressed when he saw such a situation? This is the woman he has always had a crush on, and now that he sees her hurt like this, he has no power to prevent this situation from happening, and he is naturally heartbroken at this moment, and the pain of the night crow seems to be transmitted to him.

Under the deep sea, the oppressive and terrifying atmosphere affects the state of the two people all the time. It was as if the surrounding bodies of water had become restless, and they were constantly impacting the delicate body of the night crow.

The president's white robe flickered in the dim darkness of the sea, and the bottom of the water was full of bubbles caused by the violent underground movement, and in the haze, the night crow seemed to see the president's outstretched palm again.

At the same moment, she gritted her teeth, ready to endure the pain that seemed to be like a sharp blade piercing her heart again, but at this time, the president's movements suddenly stopped.

"Stop! I'll join you and let her go. ”

It was precisely because of this transmission that the chairman put down one of his palms, and the white cloak suddenly emitted an ethereal and deep chuckle, and the night crow was also tense when he saw this. The soothsayer passed by him and walked straight for him.

"Why do you think I still need you?"

"You're looking for a warlock, you probably want to figure something out. And those things should be important to you! Am I right?"

"Why don't you think I'm trying to tease you by saying those things on a whim?"

"Because I'm still alive! You didn't attack me, you just tortured the Night Raven in front of me, and you didn't want me to die, so I can think that you should need me!"

The prophet's face had changed from a kind of extreme anger to a kind of calm, a kind of calm that was difficult to describe in words, his face was as pale as paper, and it was extremely weak to see this, but in his eyes, there was a kind of firm will, and he was silent for a long time when he saw it.

Night Raven saw that the two suddenly looked at each other, and realized that the prophet should have heard something to the president, she tried her best to stand up, but because of the shortage of soul power, she fell down again, even this kind of stone pillar pierced from her body, it can swallow her soul power, and now she wants to continue fighting in this high-pressure environment, it is already a little difficult.

From the battle just now, the Night Raven's heart and lungs were directly pierced, his abdomen was also turned upside down, and his limbs were also oozing some blood due to the huge pressure of the stone wall, coupled with the soul power that was constantly being devoured, the Night Raven's soul power had bottomed out.

As for why the prophet is able to act now, it is entirely because the president did not devour his soul power, he is indeed waiting, he spared the prophet's life, and he keeps attacking the night crow, just waiting for the prophet's answer.

The picture before the soothsayer's eyes changed, and when they came back to their senses, they had returned to their original position, and they had not moved in that courtyard.

Seeing the water droplets dripping down the night crow's wet hair, the prophet also frowned, if this is the case, the scene just now cannot be an illusion, because the illusion has no way to act on reality. Even if the person inside is killed, it is only the divine consciousness that dies, and there will be no damage to the physical body.

That's a real space!

How could such news not shock the Prophet and the Night Raven? How big was that space? It was certainly not a natural scene, because the undersea city had already been destroyed, and it was a space created by the person in front of him!

There are such strong people in this city?!

No wonder he is able to control the movement of the seabed. But that kind of piercing attack can be launched even in the real world. Could it be that the underground space just now was also created by him?!

"How can I trust you?"

The president's words brought the prophet back to reality. He turned to look, and his face sank.

"You can erase the Night Raven's memory. As for me, what I said will come true, and if you really know me, you will know!"

The president was silent, he did not veto the plan, that is, he reluctantly agreed with the prophet's statement. The prophet actually felt a little "lucky" that if it weren't for the fact that the president needed him to do something, the two of them would undoubtedly die here!

And in that space, they may not even be able to find the corpse...

"Nightraven, let him delete this part of your memory, and you can leave safely. ”

When the night crow heard the news, he was about to say it, but his throat was stuck as if he had suddenly stuffed a handful of sand.

She saw the prophet's eyes, and that was the first time she had seen them, not a pleading, but a helpless sadness.

She bit her lip and finally tilted her head to one side as well. Seeing this, the president slowly aimed his palm at the night crow in front of him.

The spirit power level of the president and the night crow is similar, of course, it is impossible to forcibly delete the memory. But if the difference in strength between the two is too big, just like Qin Lan and the Ye family, she can even rewrite her memory and create a non-existent Ye Ling and Extreme Dao out of thin air!

Or, if the other party does not resist, the other party can also delete the memory.

The president slammed the Night Raven with a single palm, and the Heroes Guild should find this place soon. He turned his head to look at the soothsayer, and then turned to leave.

The prophet didn't catch up with the president right away, he just walked slowly in front of the night crow, he didn't know what he said, he should know what he would end up with, the president didn't organize, he just stopped, and he didn't even worry about what the prophet would do.

Finally, an affectionate kiss. Of course, the prophet does not want to "take advantage of others", but if he does not do so now, he may not have a chance...

The two departed, and the soothsayer did not look back.

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Among the heroes of the union.

The sudden attack disconnected the various squads, and the squads lost their command and became irregular. But the Hero Guild had expected such a situation in advance, and now everything is subject to the command of each captain.

In the control room, Qian Xuan's body flashed with ice blue points of light, her eyes looked ruthlessly cold, the frost star kept making a clicking sound in her hand, she pointed at the two people in the corner, and a frost aura burst out in an instant, and the frost qi spread out like a barrier, raising bursts of ice dust!

Whew-

The bright cyan flame turned into a giant dragon and rushed towards Qian Xuan, but her face did not change in the slightest, only to see that there was a sudden flash of cold light in her eyes, and an ice-blue sword qi had already flown straight out!

I saw that the cyan fire dragon, which was one meter thick, actually formed a layer of ice on the shell! Then, the terrible cold enveloped the fire dragon's whole body in an instant, and the cyan flames wanted to rush out of the ice, but unexpectedly, the frost had covered the fire dragon's whole body in an instant!

An ice dragon more than ten meters long exploded in the cracking sound, and the face of the bone spirit was also extremely heavy, and the right hand that he had just made a move was also directly frostbitten at this moment! The originally miserable white palm was now a little transparent, like a dusty ice cube.

Not only the palms, but also before this attack, a layer of frost had formed all over the bodies of the Poison Butterfly and the Bone Spirit! The condition of the Poison Butterfly was even worse, her face was now a little purple from frostbite, and her skin looked very much like a fragile piece of jade.

The poisonous butterfly shivered, the blood from the cut wound on her body had already coagulated the moment it flowed out, and then the terrible cold air invaded her body from all directions, she had never felt so cold! Even if she used up all her soul power, she could still feel a peerless chill!

"What a terrible woman!"

The bone spirit and the poisonous butterfly would never have thought that the perfect fairy-like woman in front of them who could only come out of the painting would be so terrifying. The lack of intelligence is a very serious problem!!

In Qian Xuan's eyes, there was a cold light flashing again. A colorless sword qi swept towards the two of them with a loud sound of breaking the air!

There was only a click, and a deep and long blood mark appeared in front of the poisonous butterfly and the bone spirit.

The ice slag formed by the blood scattered in all directions and exploded everywhere like fireworks...