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Of course, Justin didn't know any of this, he only knew that his divine thoughts and spiritual powers were both mutually exclusive and attractive, but they always kept an appropriate distance. Justin dimly realized that if these two forces came into contact, he would probably finish the game.

But this is not all bad, because Justin has a strong mental power, so it brings great pressure to the divine thoughts, so that the divine thoughts continue to strengthen themselves under the stimulation of mental power, and the divine thoughts are sharpened as sharp as a long sword.

Seeing that the battle between Mingyue Qingyun and Miller fell into a stalemate, Justin did not step forward to add to the chaos, but quietly thought about the gains and losses in the battle between himself and Miller.

Justin was a little puzzled by Miller's move lock. Could it really be that the Sword King-level powerhouse has mastered the incomplete laws of heaven and earth?

Justin shook his head, not thinking that a Sword King-level powerhouse could apply the laws of heaven and earth to such an extent. After all, this kind of move locking is more of an oppression of the will of the Sword King, rather than being able to feel a trace of the will of heaven and earth like Tianwei Edict.

Carefully analyzing the Celestial Authority Edict of the Half-Step Sword King and Miller's move lock last time, Justin seemed to grasp the purpose of the Divine Thought. Divine thoughts are more like the will of the king, which can exert the power of suppression for weak warriors, and is an imitation of the power of the laws of heaven and earth.

When Justin advanced to the realm of the Great Sword King, he gave birth to a trace of divine thoughts, but he didn't understand the magic of divine thoughts. Moreover, the divine mind was also a little incompatible with the spiritual power he was majoring, and he had been suppressed by the spiritual power, and he did not show any special effect. So he didn't pay attention to it.

When the first few **** were promoted to the Sword Lord, the divine thoughts had increased significantly, although they were not as good as their spiritual power, they were not completely suppressed as they were at the beginning, and they were already able to reflect their edge.

When he comprehended the Sword King's wonderful use of divine thoughts, Justin was a little excited. It was as if a golden door had opened in front of his eyes, and behind it there was an endless treasure.

Looking at the battle between Bright Moon and Miller, Justin desperately hoped that their battle would end quickly. Because he eagerly hoped that Mingyue Qingyun would tell him about the knowledge of divine thoughts, so that he would not be so passive when fighting with Sword King-level powerhouses in the future.

The battle between Mingyue Qingyun and Miller is not pretty, and you think that two people holding long swords blocking each other is like wrestling wrists. It's more powerful than whom, what can be seen.

Justin slowly approached the place where the two were fighting, and found that his thoughts seemed to be overly simplistic, and they were not only competing for strength. The battle of the gods is still going on. Because Justin walked fifty meters away from the two. He found that every step he took was laborious, and his body was filled with the suppression of the power of divine thoughts, which made him very uncomfortable.

Seeing the cold sweat on the foreheads of the two, Justin knew that the battle between the two was extremely dangerous. The competition of divine thoughts is like a competition of spiritual power between two magicians, which is extremely dangerous, although he does not know the consequences of the failure of the swordsman divine thought competition, but he knows that if the magician fails in the spiritual power competition, he will be an idiot. Serious headshots.

Justin was a little anxious in his heart, after all, Miller had been cultivating for a long time. And the time for Bright Moon Qingyun to cultivate is shorter. If Mingyue Qingyun has three longs and two shorts, how can he explain to Qinghe?

Also, it is estimated that Justin didn't have to explain to anyone at that time, because he couldn't escape the pursuit of the Sword King-level powerhouse at all. Therefore, whether it is for the bright moon or for himself, he can't sit idly by.

Justin wanted to try to use the power of his divine thoughts, but he felt the weight of the mountains of divine thoughts around him, and thought that his divine thoughts were like a big stone, and using them at this time had no effect at all, but would make his divine thoughts consume quickly.

So, Justin began to move forward with the strength of the flesh. After all, this divine thought coercion was not aimed at him, but the residual power that escaped from the fight between the two king-level powerhouses, so he was far more relaxed now than being targeted by Miller's divine thought coercion.

With forty meters to go, Justin silently counted his steps. His whole body was soaked, and beads of sweat were rolling on his hair. Under the pressure of divine thoughts, he did not dare to use fighting energy and magic to help him, lest he become an outlet for the power of the warring parties.

This is not Justin's personal whimsy, but is seen in the minstrels' travelogue novels. True or not, Justin didn't dare to try it lightly. After all, in the face of the coercion of the divine thoughts like two high mountains, he was as weak as tough grass at the moment.

Thirty meters, Justin counted. His muscles were already spasming, and both legs were shaking. Even his forced biting of his lip against the pressure caused his lips to crack, and the overflowing blood flowed into his mouth, fishy, salty, mixed with the smell of sweat.

Twenty meters, Justin's mind was a little dazed. His waist could no longer stand upright, and he walked forward a little stiffly, holding on step by step.

On the field, no matter how Justin was abused by Mingyue Qingyun, it was all his own fault, and he had no resentment in his heart, not to mention that he also took advantage of a lot.

The first time he fought with Mingyue Qingyun, Justin didn't know that Mingyue Qingyun was a woman, and an elbow hit her chest, remembering the inexplicable surprise and words that he didn't know how to pretend to understand, the corners of his stiff mouth turned up slightly.

In each of the subsequent battles, Justin tried his best to take advantage of the beatings, like a farce. Now that I think about it, it's probably Mingyue Qingyun who let his temperament go crazy. At this time, tears were dripping from the corners of his eyes, maybe sweat, maybe both.

Justin thought to himself, "Why haven't you really been angry?" I'm a little proud of the way you've been in the ring! I thought I was on par with the Sword King Rank powerhouse, but the truth was that I was beaten almost without any resistance. It's your favor, and it's your fault.

Before he knew it, Justin had crossed another ten meters. Now I can support him not only with perseverance and strength, but also with warmth and faith in my heart. His mind echoed: If I can get your favor, I will exchange it for my attachment.

Thinking of Miller's previous words, Justin felt a little more angry in his heart. The Mingyue family, there are actually people within the Mingyue family who participated in this attack. Thinking of Mingyue Qingyun taking the glory of the family as his own responsibility, but being put cold arrows behind his back by people from other branches, how helpless and desolate it is.

No, even if all the people in the Mingyue family don't support you, there will still be me behind you. I will be your king, and you will be my concubine. I will never give up, and I will not let you wither in the midst of intrigues.

Forward, only by moving forward, can we be saved. Whether it's you, or myself. If I can save you, why should I spare my life? I want to smell the fragrance of your hair again, I want to feel the sweet kiss again, I want to think so much, I want to think so much! As long as I live, I will take all of this. Everything you have can only be mine.

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