Dedicate One’s Mind

Qing Yingying touched the face of Haimulushu with the back of her nails, cold and biting, and said: "Let me ask you again, where did he go?"

Hearing Qing Yingying's question, Haisangshu stared at her, motionless.

Qing Yingying chuckled, shook her head, and said, "I almost forgot." She untied Haimulus's throat.

"I don't know." Haisangshu answered very straightforwardly, but there was no three hundred taels of silver in this place, which made Qing Yingying laugh sarcastically.

Qing Yingying pinched Haimulus Shu's delicate neck and gradually increased her strength, "You really don't know?"

The stripping of air and the suffocating feeling of death made Haimulus extremely uncomfortable, but he still burst out the first few words from between his teeth. Then, Haimulus closed his eyes and waited for death. After all, he had a strong character.

But just as Haimulus closed his eyes, Wu Yi's voice suddenly came to his ears, "Three inches below the left rib, the breeze is not flowing smoothly and can be broken."

Qing Yingying's palm almost broke Haimulus's neck, but she still couldn't do it. She finally saw someone who had seen Wu Yi with her own eyes. It was an excellent breakthrough point and should not be killed easily. Taking a deep breath, I want to hug the mulberry tree and fly high into the sky.

And just when Qing Yingying relaxed her restraint on Haimulus, Haimulus followed Wu Yi's instructions and looked down. Blazing fire roared out, and the swirling breeze was burned by the fire and immediately dissipated, unlike before. bounce back.

After breaking the breeze, Haimulus regained his freedom and quickly retreated away from Qing Yingying, preparing a counterattack with magic techniques.

"Eh-", Qing Yingying said in surprise, but she didn't panic much, thinking that the sea mulberry tree was just an accident, not her real ability.

A tall hibiscus sacred tree emerged from behind the sea mulberry tree, connecting the sky above and holding down the earth. Its branches and leaves trembled, and thousands of fire rain fell, almost surrounding Qing Yingying, making it difficult for birds to escape.

Qing Yingying was quite disdainful of these fire rains. There seemed to be a crow of a green luan on her sleeves. The sound moved the sky and stirred up a strong wind. In an instant, the clouds opened and the mist dispersed, blowing the fire rain directly to the horizon. There was no trace of it. The sea mulberry tree was also blown back several steps, with a look of fear on its face.

For hundreds of years, Qing Yingying was detained by the Ghost Lord, day and night, as if she was in hell, fighting all kinds of punishments all the time, her character, methods and techniques all reached their peak. Even Master Yuanying may not be incapable of fighting.

There are tens of thousands of ghosts raised by the Ghost Lord, and Qing Yingying is not only ranked first, but also among the top three.

This is also the reason why the Ghost Lord Mingsai summoned Qing Yingying and asked her to capture Wu Yi.

"Little sister, you are a grass elf and have little to do with that person. Wouldn't it be better to just tell me and save yourself a lot of trouble."

Qing Yingying's body flew towards her, like a bird spreading its wings, leaving shadows one after another in the sky. It was really hard to tell the real ones from the fake ones. Moreover, the speed of movement was so fast. She looked in front of her, then suddenly behind her, sometimes to the left. In an instant, he went to the right again.

A tighter wind array unfolded. Once Qing Yingying arranged it, it is estimated that Haimulberry will not be able to escape with its own strength.

Haisangshu was so anxious that she kept pleading with Wu Yi to continue to give her guidance, but after calling for a long time, she couldn't get any response, as if Wu Yi was asleep. As a last resort, she had to cast her magic everywhere, and most of them only hit afterimages, and some were killed. The breeze bounced back.

"Hehehehe!" came a string of clear laughter like wind chimes, which continued to undermine Haimulberry's self-confidence.

Just when Haisangshu almost gave up her resistance, Wu Yi sent a message to her again, "Prepare your most powerful spell. After hearing my instructions, cast it out."

Haisangshu, who regarded Wu Yi as a life-saving straw, had no doubts. He immediately used his magic power and a little fire appeared in the palm of his hand. The fire was restrained, and the majestic power accumulated in it little by little, like a miniature sun.

At first it was the size of a wheel, then gradually became smaller, even less than the size of a hand. When it shrunk to the point where it could no longer shrink, it would explode and it would be extremely shocking.

Qing Yingying, who was building a wind formation outside, was naturally aware of this potential power immediately, and was quite wary of this power.

Qing Yingying made two preparations. On the one hand, she used the wind method to try to interrupt Haimulberry's performance. On the other hand, she formed more afterimages to confuse Haimulberry. It doesn't matter how powerful the spell is that cannot hit it.

The situation was urgent and there could be no delay. Within three or two breaths, the Haimulus tree was ready, and Wu Yi's voice came to his ears at the right time, "Southeast corner, fifty feet away."

The sea mulberry tree looked to the southeast, and there were many afterimages, but the location mentioned by Wu Yi was nothing. His spiritual sense sensed it, and the result he got was also ordinary. Is the enemy really hiding in that location? Haisangshu was inevitably suspicious.

However, she did not question Wu Yi. The moment she heard Wu Yi's voice, she fired the fireball, which was as small as the size of her thumb, in this direction.

The moment Haisangshu turned around, Qing Yingying realized something was wrong, but until the fireball came, she still didn't believe that Haisangshu had seen her true identity.

There was a "boom" explosion, setting off a huge shock wave. According to common sense, the sound waves and shock waves would continue to propagate, and it would take a long time to stop.

But this explosion stopped abruptly after the first violent explosion, just like being strangled by someone's neck while singing. How could it be such a strange word. It's a pity that no one paid attention to this weird thing.

However, if you understand that the battle between Qing Yingying and Haisangshu took place in Yu Ruyi's internal space, it is not surprising. In order to avoid damage, Yu Ruyi compensated for the explosion on her own. Due to the array pattern, even if The same is true if there is no weapon spirit.

The scorching red light produced by the explosion dissipated, and what appeared on the spot was a blue bird with sharp eyes and sharp claws. Its wings were spread out and it was more than ten feet long. It was extraordinary and handsome, and it was arrogant. However, its feathers were now scattered. , blood spattered everywhere, a bit more desolate, but they were just superficial injuries, nothing serious.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Qing Yingying said three good words in a row. Her previous joking mood was completely gone, showing the anger in her heart.

"Of course it's fine, it just has nothing to do with you." There was a change of light and shadow, and there was no movement of mana fluctuations. Wu Yi suddenly appeared, as if he appeared from the void, sneered, and said wildly in front of him, I really thought he was soft. Persimmons don’t work.

Seeing the arrival of the rightful master, Qing Yingying had no nonsense. She immediately fluttered her wings, set off a strong wind, and rushed towards Wu Yi.

"The power of a mantis arm." While pointing at the mulberry tree, Wu Yi was also calculating Qing Yingying's strength. Although she was strong, she was not as good as himself.

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