System: Card drawing in progress

Without further ado, Lin Chuxia swallowed the potions and pills one by one, and felt that her empty stomach was filled up. Fortunately, the potions and pills were not that bad, otherwise, she would definitely not be able to eat them.

I saw a psychic holding a crystal ball-like relic and slowly closing his eyes. The next moment, the rain that had never stopped slowly stopped.

Even the dark clouds in the sky all dispersed at this moment. The sky was full of twinkling stars, and a full moon hung in the sky, shining on the people who were fighting.

It was as if the heavy rain before was just her illusion, but the wet city wall under her feet told her that the rain was not an illusion.

Many sea beasts shook their bodies uncomfortably and fought fiercely with humans.

The humans breathed a sigh of relief. It would be great if there was a way to block the rain. Without it, they could only stand in the rain and feel their clothes getting wet and then dry.

It was okay in the beginning, as I had plenty of mental energy and could use some of it to control the rain so as not to get wet. But later on, I had very little mental energy left, so I naturally couldn't afford to use it to block the rain.

Zhou Zhanping and Meng Junzhi, who were dealing with the ninth-level sea beast, also felt that the ninth-level sea beast's thunder was not so fierce. The ninth-level sea beast was only beating the sea water with its tail in annoyance, and the sea water splashed high into the air.

Lin Chuxia tightly grasped the pink microphone again, and focused her attention on singing again. She slowly opened her lips. The dark clouds had just dispersed, and the moonlight fell on her body. The sea breeze slowly blew her hair, so gentle.

This time it was no longer an overall amplification, but a separate amplification for Zhou Zhanping and Meng Junzhi. She used all the amplification she could on the two of them.

The song rang out again, full of hope and courage. Although it did not restore the physical and mental strength of the psychics and warriors who were fighting, it seemed to give them some invisible power and brought them hope.

Everything is not settled yet, they can't give up yet.

As Bian Qiyun listened to Lin Chuxia's singing, his nervous and desperate mood calmed down a little. Sister Chuxia was born to be such a brilliant person. Even if she didn't have any special powers, her singing could fill those who heard it with hope for the future.

When he first heard Sister Chu Xia's singing, she didn't have the ability to use supernatural powers, but she was still able to leave a deep impression on him and became her most loyal fan.

He clenched his long and powerful fingers tightly. One day, he would let Sister Chuxia assist him exclusively, instead of being just one of the thousands of people with special abilities.

All of this requires strength to achieve.

When did he become so powerful?

He was tired of saying the word "envy".

After singing a song, before she had time to appreciate her achievements, her legs went limp and she fell into a coma. Lin Chuxia cried in her heart, "No, if I fall down in this position, I will hit my face, right?" She didn't want to fall on her face, it would hurt, right?

Fortunately, a second before her consciousness fell into complete darkness, what she felt was not the cold ground or pain, but a strong arm.

Got caught...

Great.

Zhou Zhanping felt more energetic than ever before. The mental energy and supernatural powers he had consumed were gradually replenished. This feeling was really great.

No wonder the country values ​​a singer so much, raises her information to such a high level, gives her generous remuneration, and takes such good care of her. It is absolutely worth the money.

Meng Junzhi was the same. He could feel that the spiritual sword under his feet was very excited. He wanted to poke a few holes in the sea beast in front of him immediately, see some blood, and relieve his excitement.

It's like taking stimulants.

The two men looked at each other and nodded, and the Lingguang Sword appeared in Meng Junzhi's hand. He was only responsible for attacking with all his strength, while dodging and defense were left to Zhou Zhanping.

They are no strangers to entrusting their lives to another person, and usually they will be the one being entrusted.

In addition to dodging and attacking himself, Zhou Zhanping was also responsible for Meng Junzhi's safety. He did not look embarrassed. This was the first time the two of them had worked together, and they had a good understanding of each other.

During the offense, the team's tacit understanding and coordination became better and better.

The Lingguang Sword is extremely sharp. You can fly with the sword and take someone's head from thousands of miles away.

Unfortunately, the island turtle's neck was still too thick and its defense was also very strong. After attacking for so long, it only made a small cut.

The turtle shell was also very hard. Zhou Zhanping raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, space blades flew everywhere. He wanted to test the weakness of the island turtle.

The main weak points are the neck, abdomen, eyes, and tail anus.

If it really doesn't work, just attack every place once. He doesn't believe that his luck is so bad that no attack can hit the weak point.

The island turtle was not a sitting duck and its counterattack was fierce. It struck at the two people in a flash of thunder. It would close its eyes when attacked in the eyes and even stretch its neck to bite people. It would whip the sea surface with its tail and would also hit the two people who approached. Its claws were also very sharp. When the two people approached, it would scratch them with lightning speed.

Its body was too big, and that claw seemed to cover the sky and the sun. The two of them were not big enough to be considered, let alone fighting in close range, which would be courting death.

Can only attack from a distance.

It also took the opportunity to land on the back of the island turtle and attack it, but unfortunately, the island turtle had a very long neck and it couldn't stay there for too long.

Just like fighting a war of attrition, you're losing blood bit by bit.

Knowing that the high-level psychics could not be relied upon and that their help might be needed at the cost of their lives, the other psychics and warriors tacitly sped up the process of dealing with the hostile sea beasts.

Some extreme cases even involve exchanging injuries for lives.

The casualty rate is gradually increasing.

He pursed his lips, feeling his throat dry and his mouth parched, and it seemed as if he had said more words in one night than he had in the previous decade or so.

He uttered the word "get out" in a hoarse voice.

Watching the sea beast rolling around obediently on the ground, inadvertently exposing its weak points, he stabbed it with a knife.

He exchanged a glance with the psychic holding the knife, nodded, and headed towards the next sea monster.

Bian Qiyun just felt that after this battle, he might not want to speak for a long time.

Her eyes swept across the city wall, and a flash of worry appeared in them. Sister Chuxia had used her supernatural power twice, and it was difficult for her mental strength to recover. She covered the entire venue once, and only covered two people once. The consumption was too great. With such consumption, Sister Chuxia should have lost consciousness like last time.

If it weren't for his reason holding him back, Bian Qiyun would have ignored everything else and ran to find Lin Chuxia.

I silently said to myself: "Let's deal with... the enemy in front of me first!"

Only in this way can I find Sister Chuxia with peace of mind.

He suppressed his reluctance, looked at the demon beast in front of him that was obviously more powerful, and recited a poem:

“Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.”

He looked at the illusory sword, which stabbed the sea beast in front of him to death, and then took him away from the spot, avoiding a wave of attacks from the sea beast.