In order not to step into the back of the rusty axe, Mi Qing grew grass and vines behind her back, and pierced directly into the ground, immobilizing her in mid-air.

Those who don't know will think that the grass and vine seeds that grow on the surface of the ground have penetrated Mi Qing's body.

Anchored in mid-air, Mi Qing uses the grass and vine seeds that can grow in his hand as a means to fish out the rusty axe that has fallen into a tornado and cannot break free on his own.

As soon as the rusty axe escaped, he immediately reflexively returned to the hands of the magma corpse Sansan.

The Magma Corpse Sansan was speechless.

And this humanized scene was fully watched by Mi Qing.

But before she could think about it, the next move of the giant black butterfly came again.

Black powder fell from the wings as if it were snowing. The powder falls on the surface of the grass vine seeds, and the tough grass vine seeds become decaying.

With a blow from the wind blade, it was directly broken.

Seeing this, Mi Qing immediately used himself as a fulcrum and rotated at high speed.

The body is combined with the grass and vine species, and the wind that blows up keeps the black powder out. Taking advantage of this momentum, the underground magma climbed up along the grass and vine seeds that had taken root on the surface. The combination of wind and magma made the black butterflies that swooped down have to retreat.

Mi Qing worked harder, and at the moment when the enemy retreated, she approached step by step. The grass and vine species behind him grow and grow, and they tend to be comparable to the size of the black butterflies that converge.

Such a large area rotates at high speed with the help of teleportation, and the wind formed by it is combined with the magma, and the black powder is completely ineffective.

The wings of the grass vine species carried magma, and everywhere Mi Qing passed, the sky was lit up by the sprayed magma.

The dark clouds formed by the large black butterflies were completely torn apart by her several exits, and the foggy sky finally saw a little light white light.

There is no sun, but it is better than the previous flocks of black butterflies covering the sky.

Just as Mi Qing gradually turned the tide of the battle in the void, the stone group below returned to the crack. Seeing that the corpse of the black butterfly fell layer after layer, the magma corpse man Sansan also disappeared.

With him disappeared there was also underground magma, but the fire vine was still in the remaining magma, and he fought for the last time.

Seeing this, Mi Qing accelerated the pace of the attack.

"Quack—"

She quickened the pace of the attack, and the black butterfly was miserable.

As you can see, their first attack is Pollution, the second is Wind Blade, and the third is Black Powder. All three of them were resolved by Mi Qing.

After quacking, the black butterfly fell apart.

The disintegrating black butterfly suddenly accelerated and intensified, and its fluttering body changed its previous slow speed and accelerated its sprint, and the black arc light was like a meteor streaking across the void, leaving a long-lasting tail.

"Bang bang—"

One black butterfly after another accelerated on Mi Qing's body, making a violent thumping sound.

The sound was dull and dense, and the listener had a toothache.

What's even more weird is that the black butterfly died because of this collision.

One black butterfly after another was not afraid of death's sudden attack, and in just ten seconds, Mi Qing's whole body was almost covered and submerged by an endless stream of black butterflies.

Even if her body was strengthened by one trait after another, it couldn't stand the overwhelming black butterflies from raiding in such a decisive way.

The grass and vine seeds that lurked in her body broke through her flesh in an instant, covering her body surface. Surrounded by grass and rattan seeds, the rice green is protected into a vine cocoon.

At the same time, the surface of the rattan cocoon is covered with the ends of grass and vine seeds, and it looks like a hedgehog from a distance.

All the black butterflies that are close to each other, without the power of the rice green inside, the end of the grass vine seed will solve them. But the symptoms are not cured, Mi Qing can't find the main body of the black butterfly or can't leave here, and the black butterfly will be endless.

has been in a state of stalemate in various battles before, and Mi Qing does not have this environment to calm down and find the main body.

Now the grass and vines have grown into cocoons, briefly blocking the suicide attack of the black butterfly.

She calmed down, her senses sharpening.

As soon as the 100-eye remote control came out, Mi Qing's vision was more comprehensive. Three hundred and sixty degrees, full of her eyes.

Sight and perception sweep over each black butterfly, focusing on the key position in each 'dark cloud' butterfly.

Suddenly, her gaze and perception swept over a dark cloud that was almost frozen in the void thousands of meters above her head.

Through the layers of black butterflies, she 'sees' a golden butterfly.

The fist-sized golden butterfly is guarded by layers of black butterflies, and its head is not the usual butterfly head, but the crow's beak of the monkey's gill.

No wonder butterflies rattle, and it turns out that the source is here.

Locking on the location of the golden butterfly, Mi Qing used the source of the Hundred Words of Evil Bone Pollution. The black pupils became light, and the half of the face crawled around as if it were alive, burrowing into the grass and vine seeds.

The vine cocoon is loosened, and the rice is half exposed.

A grass vine behind her mutated due to the invasion of the half-character, and it suddenly grew, and the end of what should have been only one rattan grew into a huge half-character.

Half a word is only fixed in the void, and the surrounding void begins to become illusory.

A half-arm appeared, holding the half of the word that the grass and vine had grown.

"Click-"

The grass vine seed broke, and half of the word fell into the strange half arm.

A slow spin, half a word slices through the void.

A dry bone crawled out of the cracked void, the dry bone was as white as jade, only there was a flowing font on it, and it was the same as the half character.

Behind the dry bones is a strange space where hundreds of bones are stacked. In a flash, a thick fog rose from the void crack, obscuring the hundred bones inside.

And the dry bone, pressing half of its arm on its mutilated arm, holding half of the word, kicked its foot bone, and the whole dry bone flew vertically upward.

At that speed, Mi Qing's teleportation was beyond reach, and her eyes were burning.

If her speed was so fast, she might not be able to fight head-on when she encountered a ninth-level Void Spirit. Unfortunately, she doesn't have this kind of speed in the only traits she has at the moment.

And in an instant, the dark clouds overhead made a loud bang, and then the dark clouds completely exploded like fireworks.

Devastated and dazzling.

Among the black butterfly corpses, there was a golden butterfly flapping its wings in panic and escaping.

When Mi Qing saw that the golden butterfly had finally appeared, he was unwilling to sit still.

Dry Bone held a half-word in his hand and chased down the golden butterfly, and Mi Qing chased from the bottom to the top.

Caught between the two sides, the golden butterfly made a rattling sound, not only summoning the black butterfly, but also intending to launch the spiritual pollution again to block the pursuit of one person and one dry bone.

It's a pity that Mi Qingkeng can withstand this level of spiritual pollution, dry bones have no spirit, where are you afraid of spiritual pollution.

"Qiang—"

The half-word in the dry bone's hand swept and collided with the golden butterfly, making a sound of golden stone humming.

This is enough to prove that the flesh of the golden butterfly is far stronger than that of the black butterfly.

With the help of this blow, the golden butterfly widened the distance between it and the dry bones. But he didn't want to, Mi Qing teleported two times in a row, and reappeared above the golden butterfly.

The grass and vine species in his hand merged into one, and with a joint swing, the golden butterfly completely withstood Mi Qing's full blow.

The whole body fell vertically, and the golden streamers and powder streaked through the sky, and the end was magnificent.

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