Chapter Seventy-Two: The Crimson Coffin
"Hum—"
Cen Shi and the arrows of blood and fire were unstoppable, and they actually broke the black characters of the union of the remaining ghost children.
A crack appeared in the black letter, and Mi Qing, who had been waiting for an opportunity to find a flaw, seized this opportunity. The source of the pollution of the treacherous bones and hundred words was attached to the spear, and she shouted angrily, and the black letters were broken.
Cen Shihe struck with another arrow, directly piercing one of the ghost children through the abdomen, and he was lifeless.
Taking advantage of the moment when the other three ghost children were deadlocked because of his death, Mi Qing seized the opportunity and unscrupulously output blood chains and spears.
In less than three seconds, only one ghost child escaped by cutting off his arms. It runs, Mi Qing chases.
Seeing that the ghost child was about to be completely left behind by Mi Qing, the remaining black characters on its body were condensed in the center of the eyebrows, the center of the eyebrows cracked, and a miserable white ghost hand suddenly appeared, and it easily resisted Mi Qing's spear with just one finger.
The momentum of pulling out the mountains and rivers directly shattered the spear in Mi Qing's hand.
Mi Qing retreated, and Li Xiaozhu, who was in the rear, spit out a mouthful of blood because of the fragmentation of the spear, "The second-level spear can't withstand the current offensive." ”
If her teammates are normal first- and second-level abilities, her second-level arsenal will definitely hold up. But who made Mi Qing unusual, and every void realm he entered was also ordinary.
Her eyes lit up, "This time out, I have to try to break through the third level." ”
The third-level arsenal will not only increase the number of types of weapons, but also the quality of weapons.
Ding Mo didn't want to say anything gloomy, but looking at the devil who came out of the ghost child's eyebrows in front of him and the red coffin behind it, he said with a heavy heart: "The devil has appeared." ”
The devil is present.
As soon as he appeared, he killed the last half-crippled ghost child.
"Sister, I miss you so much."
The devil smiled lightly, completely unable to tell that it had just come out of the body of a ghost child.
Mi Qing was very cold, "I'm really sorry, brother, I don't want you." ”
The crimson coffin appeared directly, without any room for buffering. Looking carefully at the crimson coffin, just looking at it like this, a chill escaped.
This kind of cold is not the coldness of Cen Shi and Xuebing, but in just over twenty seconds, Mi Qing felt that his pores opened involuntarily, and goosebumps appeared one after another, and he did not subside.
Physical discomfort can affect one's movements.
The devil's feet were gentle, and the three-headed fat doll wanted to sit by the coffin with Erlang's legs crossed, which looked difficult and funny.
A devil, unimpressed by this, crossed Erlang's legs and knocked on the red coffin.
"Boom-"
The dull sound of percussion echoed through the void, lingering for a long time.
At one point, there was a response from a certain direction.
The two overlapped and resonated, and the void vibrate.
Mi Qing was standing in place, but the shock, which was invisible to the naked eye, hit her. Sensing the danger, the chain of blood was thrown out, touching the invisible concussion.
The void is silent, and all things tremble.
With one blow of temptation, Mi Qing easily defused the attack, but he also knew that there was a huge gap in the strength of the devil with the red coffin and the devil without the red coffin.
Before, the devil faced Mi Qing, but he didn't see her weapon so easily destroyed.
Mi Qing didn't want the situation to be controlled by the devil, so she threw out a tarsal ghost vine in a storage bag at once. The moment the tarsal ghost vines appeared, the smell that belonged to them lingered all around.
Seeing that thousands of tarsal ghost vines were about to fall into the abyss, the devil who had a chance to win glared at Mi Qing, and his appetite made him have to open the coffin to catch the fallen thousand tarsal ghost vines.
Where can the crimson coffin, which is only half a meter square, hold so many tarsal ghost vines, and it is running around in the air pulling the crimson coffin, in a hurry.
Mi Qing took this opportunity and the blood chain hit the red coffin.
"Qiang—"
Although the crimson coffin was dragged by the devil, there was a strong ghost aura coming out of the half-open coffin. The ghost turned into a figure and blocked the surprise attack of the blood chain.
The two were separated at a touch, and Mi Qing found that the end of this blood chain was stained with a black mist visible to the naked eye, and the white pollution source was competing with it.
A tentative blow, and the busy devil looked back at Mi Qing and sneered, with an arrogant attitude, "Sister, I advise you not to waste your efforts." How can you touch my things? ”
Mi Qing was indifferent to his words.
She wanted to try whether the three-dimensional pollution source was also dimensionally suppressed compared with the two-dimensional pollution source.
The source of the pollution of the Hundred Words of the Strange Bone was slowly extracted from the body and condensed on the blood chain. The half-word on her face had been repaired by a third, and it was not appropriate to say that it was half a word now.
It moved from Mi Qing's face to her right eye, her pupils became extremely pale in color, and what she saw was slightly different from what she saw with her left eye.
Around the void of the crimson coffin, Mi Qing's right eye marked four dots.
Mi Qing didn't know why, but she couldn't stand that she was a reckless person. If you don't understand, try to understand.
The blood chain burst out, and the four dots were touched. The next moment, a wonderful scene happened.
The half-open coffin of the small red coffin closed suddenly, and even the devil disappeared. Immediately afterwards, the crimson coffin passed through the void and appeared directly on top of Mi Qing's head, coming under heavy pressure.
Mi Qing was always on the alert, and when she noticed that the crimson coffin had suddenly changed its target, she immediately withdrew the blood chain to withstand its surprise attack.
"Tick-"
There were beads of blood dripping down and hitting Mi Qing's face right below.
Mi Qing's color changed slightly, and her eyes fell on the corner of the red coffin. At some point, a corner of the crimson coffin was missing, and the bright red blood beads flowed out of it.
Her mind moved, this position ...... It seems to coincide with the missing corner of the red coffin in the three-second video that Feng Cheng sent her?
By chance? Inevitable?
"Bang-"
The crimson coffin didn't give Mi Qing time to think, and the ghost spirit dispersed, and Mi Qing was repulsed. The location of the blood dripping on the face is extremely cold.
She shivered physiologically and wiped the blood off her face, but the cold lingered for a long time.
Immediately after, the crimson coffin approached again. The ghost qi made it grow two phantom hands, one hand covering the sky and the other covering the ground, sealing Mi Qing's front and back, left and right.
At the critical moment, Mi Qing found that the teleportation kilometer was blocked.
She was stunned for a second, and then immediately came back to her senses. The chain of blood enveloped her, blocking the squeeze of the two phantom hands. But the void shook, and cracks appeared on the blood chain.
The source of the pollution seeped into the blood chain and repaired the crack, and as far as Mi Qing saw in his right eye, there was an eyeball looking out of the corner where the red coffin was missing. The eyeballs were full of red bloodshots, and the pupils were gurgling, appearing in that corner at an angle that was impossible for ordinary people to turn, which was extremely weird.
For the first time, she thought of the devil who was suddenly taken in.
"Cen Shihe!"
Mi Qing punched again and again, aiming at the notch of the crimson coffin.
Cen Shihe, who was not far away, understood what Mi Qing meant, and pulled his bow and shot arrows.
Ice and fire were two heavens, the void was torn apart, and two giant dragons fused with ice and fire appeared, opening their mouths in unison and spitting out pillars of ice and fire light towards the corner of the gap in the crimson coffin.
"Bell—"
Unexpectedly, the crimson coffin opened again.
The devil jumped out, and the three-headed body shouted angrily twice, and the ghost qi of the attacking fist converged, devouring the pillar of ice and fire.
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