Yes, Yan Qingjue believed her.

Even if this "faith" comes at the cost of making him suffer like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, he is willing to believe it.

Because he didn't want to deprive him of the smile he had just seen...... The high-spirited, arrogant and dazzling smile, the night terror with such a smile, is the complete her.

Wasted Stream gritted his teeth, and the night terror below had turned into a bloody man.

"Puff puff ......"

Even from such a distance, he could hear the strange sound of blood spraying madly from her body, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, making people's scalps tingle.

However, it hasn't been completely frothed into meat yet, which is already good.

Aragard thought to herself, not believing that she would survive.

Bathed in the wind, bathed in blood, and bathed in the pure and powerful power, this is the unsurpassed praise of the Storm Celestial Horse.

Although she is rapidly absorbing this power, she doesn't have any powerful exercises, let alone exclusive secrets, she only knows the most ordinary night family heart method.

The reason why she was able to become a great mystic master was only because she had endured the terrible suffering of the catastrophe, nothing more.

And now, like a beggar with a withered twig in her hand trying to pry open the door of a castle, she was terrible in poverty.

However, her heart was not restless, but as quiet as sinking into the deep sea.

Although with her current strength and perception, she can't fully digest and understand this blow, but for Night Terror's cultivation path, this is still a great opportunity.

She seized the opportunity, and the air currents in her body were already able to move with the trajectory of the storm.

Her Xuan veins withstood the impact of this wave, and did not explode immediately as the wild current imagined, and at the same time, she continued to mobilize her strength to repair the damaged Xuan veins.

Destroy while rebirth.

In the midst of destruction and rebirth, her veins faintly exuded a jade-like luster.

This masochistic way of practice makes it impossible for outsiders to know about it, otherwise they would be stunned.

Night Terror Hong has self-confidence, the gift of the small tree, the tempering of the Taixu Emperor Flame, and the blessing of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, her body will not be easily defeated, as long as the breath remains, as long as the will is unyielding, she can be like a phoenix in the fire, constantly nirvana reborn.

It's a derivative realization, and the wisdom of the night's terrors is amazing enough.

Since her body can continue to achieve nirvana in flames, why can't other energies?

Even if it is not Nirvana, she also believes in her ability to resist blows, thanks to the purgatory-like torture of her previous life, so that she is delicate and frail, and has the will to fight undead like a small strong, oh no, it should be said that it is like a water bear.

As long as she is not killed with one blow, she can come back from the ashes!

Repeatedly recovering from being seriously injured by the energy of the Stormy Pegasus, Night Terror also figured out the law of the wind system of the Stormy Pegasus, and with this law, she felt that the hidden power in her body was also stimulated.

Free, unfettered power......

or violent, or gentle, as if with this force, it can take advantage of the situation and sway.

The confinement in her body was broken, and a turquoise trail still appeared in her eyes.

It's the wind!

It's the power of the wind!

In this extremely terrifying and perverted way, Night Terror Hong comprehended the power of the Storm Pegasus, and forcibly turned on her own wind power, and she didn't even notice it, what a terrible thing!

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I don't know what a water bear is, you can ask Du Niang, a very interesting creature~

(End of chapter)