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Mi Qing: "......"

She was speechless for a moment at the devil's indiscretion, and then concentrated on resisting spiritual pollution. At the same time, she also saw the true appearance of the black fog.

Where are these suppressed black fogs, they are actually black fogs composed of palm-sized black butterflies coming together.

Mi Qing didn't think about why the black mist composed of butterflies made a sound, so he saw butterflies break away from the black mist and fly down towards Mi Qing unhurriedly.

The black butterfly instigated its wings to slash through the void, leaving behind a black arc of light.

The arc light gathers, outlines into a picture, and captures people's hearts.

Mi Qing lowered her eyes, avoiding the arc light of the black butterfly. Arc light has a demagogic effect, comparable to spiritual pollution.

At the same time, she found that every time the black butterfly flaps its wings, a wind blade is born out of thin air, pointing directly at Mi Qing.

If there is only one butterfly, it is fine, but countless butterflies slowly flap their wings and accumulate, and the number of wind blades is terrifying.

It's like right now, Mi Qing has lowered his eyes, and the area where he can see is continuing to accumulate wind blades.

Mi Qing shakes the characteristics again.

This time, all three characteristics of the stone group were shaken out in one go, and once the stone henge was used, a stone henge prison was actually generated. The stone henge is impermeable to shelter Mi Qing in the center, and the wind blade is isolated.

Mi Qing didn't expect this at all.

She thought that the stone henge was similar to the formation or something, but in fact the stone henge was a prison.

isolated the danger from the outside world, and also made Mi Qing not know the details of the outside, let alone make a proper counterattack.

Leaving the summoned stone group outside to meet the enemy alone, Mi Qing was a little weak-hearted.

What's more, the Stonehenge prison not only isolates the view from the outside, but also the sound.

Mi Qing couldn't be sure for a moment which side of the stone formation characteristics of the stone group was.

This trait is useless, and she naturally has to give it up.

However, before giving up, she was going to focus on the Magma Corpse Sansan trait.

Butterflies, no matter how strong they are, should be restrained by magma of the same level.

I thought of it, but after shaking three ninth-level characteristics, Mi Qing's body was close to the limit, and he began to vomit blood repeatedly and his skin cracked.

Fortunately, she had supplemented two doses of blood-replenishing medicine earlier, otherwise the blood in her body would not have been able to withstand such a flow.

The moment the stone henge was canceled, all directions were blocked by the stone group in all directions, except for the front, and as soon as Mi Qing appeared, he faced a flank attack from three sides.

Wind blades of different sizes struck densely, and the void completely became a sieve.

"Qiang-"

Rusty axes fly, and the magma corpse Sansan and the rusty axe in his hand appear. As a result, the Rusty Axe broke free from the Magma Corpse Sansan's hand as soon as it appeared, and directly blocked a wind blade on its own.

In the competition between the two, the rusty axe is superior.

Among them, the magma corpse man Sansan has become a tool man again. The rusty axe attacks on its own, as if it doesn't need it.

The fire vines are thickened, weaving a fire net. Although the fire net could not intercept all the wind blades, at least a third of them were intercepted.

Mi Qing dodged flexibly, and the blood beads escaping from his body were connected in a line in the air because of his speed.

The ground cracked, magma erupted, and it swept away the many butterflies flying at low altitudes.

The corpse of the black-pressed butterfly was sprayed by magma, and without exception, all of them turned into corpses and fell to the ground. It's just strange that the dead butterfly wasn't destroyed by the magma. It can be seen that the body of this butterfly is not as fragile as it seems.

And the magma jet can cause so many butterflies to die, it can only be said that magma can really restrain black butterflies.

Mi Qing teleported around, sending the Wind Blade to the trait, waiting to be destroyed by the trait.

While she teleported, she didn't forget to use the storage bag to pack the black butterfly corpse on the ground. It can be said that this operation was all influenced by Li Xiaozhu.

Li Xiaozhu is a void spirit, and he is not willing to let go. Whether it is the body or not, whether it is alive or not, as long as she can accept it, she wants it all. After acting with her a few times, Mi Qing actually subconsciously began to contain other void spirits.

You know, at the beginning, she couldn't even look down on the body of duckweed.

After this thought flashed, Mi Qing was no longer distracted and concentrated on the battle in front of him.

The characteristics of the auxiliary type below level 3 do not shake directly like money, and use which one to shake. Her current body can withstand the blessing of at least seven ninth-level traits, and the number of traits below the third-level level is very indifferent.

The attack effect of the low-level trait is not enough, but the support effect is miraculous.

Under the remote control of 100 eyes, coupled with a few teleportation characteristics, she can completely force the dense wind blade to split.

She had a wave of rhythm, and the Wind Blade was destroyed by a third of it.

Seeing that the destroyed Wind Blade was being reborn again, Mi Qing knew that in order to prevent the continuous increase of the Wind Blade, the main target was the butterfly.

The low-flying butterflies were ejected by the magma and wiped out a lot, and the remaining black butterflies learned to be smart. Flying through the middle of the air, he widened the distance with Mi Qing, and the speed at which the wind blade fell was even faster.

In this way, the black butterfly occupies the hollow realm, which is extremely disadvantageous for the ability to fly.

"That's not going to work."

Mi Qing knew in his heart that if he was dragged down like this by the black butterfly, such a time-limited characteristic of the stone group would definitely fall behind.

This was not what she wanted to see.

So to break the game, it is still up to her.

And the only trait she can use at the moment is only one, blood chains. With the addition of the blood chain, she can stand in the air.

Mi Qing did not hesitate, added himself to the blood chain, and stood in the air.

Half of the blood chain had been destroyed before, and now only half of it was broken, but it was enough for Mi Qing to move freely in the air. But if you want to attack with a blood chain, you can't do it.

With a move of her hand, she held the rusty axe directly in her hand. The rusty axe struggled, but Mi Qing poured all the blood that flowed out of his arm into the rusty axe. The rusty rusty axe sucked blood and quieted down a little, and the rust on the surface of the axe seemed to get worse again.

On the other hand, the power exuded by the rusty axe is even better than before.

The Magma Corpse Man Sansan was wronged.

The rusty axe disliked it in every way, and now it succumbed to Mi Qing's hands for such a little blood, which was also too annoying.

Mi Qing didn't have the time to pay attention to the fact that the magma corpse Sansan was conscious.

The rusty axe is held in the hand, and the scorching heat seeps into the bone marrow along the texture of the skin. At this moment, it was as if her blood had begun to boil like magma.

She clenched her rusty axe, and with her feet in the void, the man shot upward, aiming for the dark clouds of black butterflies gathering overhead.

The black butterfly let out a strange quacking sound, intending to intercept Mi Qing from the aspect of spiritual pollution.

But under Mi Qing's heart, he is really not afraid of spiritual pollution.

In the final analysis, spiritual pollution is the last thing human beings want to be explored, and it is also the side that human beings want to suppress and not bring up the old things again. Spiritual pollution repeatedly sprinkles salt on human wounds, and it is no wonder that people are not crazy. For Mi Qing, she has been crazy for a long time, and she is afraid that she will be even more crazy.

As soon as his thoughts ran away, Mi Qing rushed into the butterfly pile with a rusty axe.

The rusty axe came out of his hand, and in the pile of black butterflies, dark rust streaked through arcs of light.