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- "Qin Lie, be careful. Fan Le dares to come to the Utensil Sect alone. He must have great confidence in himself." Song Tingyu's voice faintly came to his ears, "This person is for the Utensil Sect." I think he is planning to merge the Instrument Sect into the Hehuan Sect. His plan is not small, and your presence should be blocking his way. "
Qin Lie looked around, but did not see Song Tingyu's location, and did not know where she was hiding.
This woman, even though she was hiding, could still talk casually into his ear. It seemed that she had a lot of tricks.
"Let's go! Go outside to poison the fog!" Feng Rongjiao shouted.
Many blood spear warriors, elders and disciples of the outer sect, Ying Xingran and the three great ministers, as well as the elders of the inner sect, also set out together.
They all followed Qin Lie and headed outside to the poisonous mist to witness the battle with their own eyes.
As one of the protagonists, Fan Le smiled and was not in a hurry. He actually turned around and returned to the meeting hall at the back. He didn't know if he was going to arrange something inside. After a while, he walked out.
Langxie, however, was not in a hurry to leave. He frowned and looked towards the back of the meeting hall, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, he saw that there seemed to be no movement behind the meeting hall, so he left the place.
"Qin Lie, what happened?" Outside, Ling Yushi asked softly as soon as she saw him coming out.
"It's nothing." Qin Lie forced a smile.
"It's a bit far apart, so I couldn't hear it very clearly, but I knowwho you want to fight with." Ling Yushi frowned and said softly: "Qin Lie, if the Ling family makes things difficult for you , then you don¡¯t have to"
"It has nothing to do with the Ling family." Qin Lie shook his head and said with relief: "It's okay, I just made an appointment to fight with someone, don't worry."
"Be careful yourself." Ling Yushi warned without much advice, then signaled to the Ling family members and followed Qin Lie from a distance.
Not long after, Qin Lie came to the direction of the Tool Sect and went deeper into the poisonous swamp. He stood on the wetland in the middle of a poisonous swamp, squinting his eyes slightly and waiting in silence.
There was a lot of dry ground in the surrounding area. Many people from the Tool Sect and blood spear warriors came over and stood still, looking at him with complicated expressions.
"Where is Fan Le?" Ying Xingran turned around and asked.
"Here we come!" Fan Le's smiling voice came from behind. He was shaking his paper fan, his expression was calm and his demeanor was chic.
On the extra white paper fan in his hand, there are also various obscene pictures of men and women having sex. Just looking at those obscene pictures can make people blush.
He walked from the crowd, with a pair of somewhat evil eyes, and would glance at some young men and women on both sides from time to time. After he took one look at them, those people immediately shivered and had goosebumps under their clothes.
Many people, seeing him approaching, subconsciously stepped aside and did not dare to look at him.
"Brother Qin, are you going to fight with this guy? This guy is so disgusting. Look at him. Oh, how can there be such a shameless and nasty guy in the world?" Among the Ling family members, Ling Yun's crisp female voice was heard. With a childish voice, she glanced at Fan Le, her little face flushed with embarrassment, and she explained her true thoughts in a crisp voice-
She also said what many people want to say but dare not say.
Fan Le's eyes quickly followed the sound, and his eyes were like a cold poisonous snake suddenly scurrying into the crowd of the Ling family.
Whenever the men and women of the Ling family met his eyes, their hearts trembled, and their expressions became extremely unnatural.
However, when he looked at Ling Yushi, the purple spots in Ling Yushi's purple eyes shone little by little like stars.
Fan Le was suddenly shaken.
Ling Yu's poems are standing upright, and the strange light in her purple eyes is gradually dazzling. An evil power that penetrates directly into the soul is transmitted from her eyes.
Fan Le breathed rapidly, biting the tip of his tongue suddenly and closing his eyes forcefully.
¡ª¡ªHe didn¡¯t dare to look at Ling Yushi for a long time!
"Huh!" Fan Le took a deep breath. His evil eyes did not dare to look into Ling Yushi's eyes, but fell on Ling Yushi's slender neck, and then asked Ying Xingran beside him: "Who is this woman?"
Ying Xingran was surprised, shook his head and said: "I don't know him."
Six months ago, when Ling Yushi and Ling Xuanxuan were sheltered by Qin Lie in the square, he happened to be frozen, so he didn't recognize Ling Yushi.
"Her name is Ling Yushi, she is Qin Lie's former fianc¨¦e." Luo Zhichang recognized her and responded.
"This is a strange woman who is naturally proficient in the secret arts of the soul." Fan Le sighed in admiration, his eyes showing.With a greedy look, he said softly: "This woman has greatly improved the spiritual skills I cultivate"
Ying Xingran¡¯s face changed slightly.
When the three ministers heard this, they felt uneasy, as if they knew that any woman who was favored by Fan Le would not end well.
"Qin Lie, Fan Le has an idea about Ling Yu's poem" Song Tingyu's voice reappeared in Qin Lie's ears, "Let me paraphrase it for you, Fan Le said" She said what Fan Le had just said. , retelling it exactly as it was.
Qin Lie, who was sitting on the wetland in the middle of the poisonous swamp, suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill all over his body. Wisps of white cold mist flowed uncontrollably from the pores on his body. The cold air continued to spread and spread. !
¡°Crack, click, click!¡±
The turbid muddy water around the poisonous swamp was the first to freeze. As the cold air spread, the branches condensed into ice crystals, the mud floor was covered with white frost, and a harsh chill swept over like a cold wind.
Qin Lie, on the other hand, was in the middle of the cold fog, like an iceman in the frozen world, with a biting coldness in his eyes, looking coldly at Fan Le who was walking towards him.
"The Ice Illusion Field is very powerful. I heard that you have already understood the Ice Illusion Field in the Kaiyuan Realm. You have a good talent." Fan Le shook his white paper fan and strode over to Qin Lie under the gaze of everyone. Create a world of frost.
"Click! Click!"
He walked forward step by step, the ice under his feet was shattered inch by inch, and ice flakes were flying everywhere.
"But if I'm not mistaken, you should only be in the early stage of the Wanxiang Realm. This state cannot bring out the true mystery of the artistic conception." Fan Le smiled lightly and said calmly: "And I am in the late stage of the Wanxiang Realm. , just with pure strength, I can crush you!"
Fan Le stamped his foot on the ground.
A strong and heavy force followed this kick and reached deep into the ground.
¡°Bang!¡±
With Fan Le as the center, this area covered with rock and ice is like a broken mirror, with large cracks suddenly appearing.
"Eh? How can this icy artistic conception still be maintained?" Fan Le was surprised. After shaking his head and laughing, he stomped on the ground again.
¡°Bah bang bang bang!¡±
Like the entire mirror falling to the ground, the world filled with ice crystals and ice cubes suddenly exploded into pieces.
The crystal branches exploded, and all the ice on the ground covered with rock ice shattered. The turbid muddy water that solidified into crystals changed from solid to liquid as the ice fragments splashed.
After Fan Le¡¯s two kicks, the icy artistic conception created by Qin Lie and the entire land of ice and snow ceased to exist.
Everything is back to normal.
"There is still a middle stage of Wanxiang Realm between you and me. This huge gap cannot be made up by artistic conception." Fan Le chuckled and added: "What's more, artistic conception also It¡¯s not unique to you.¡±
"Huhuhu!"
He smiled and shook the white paper fan, and saw the happy men and women painted on the white paper fan suddenly turned into wisps of clear human figures, which seemed to fly out from the fan.
At the same time, two pink chrysanthemums flew out from Fan Le's loose cuffs. The two chrysanthemums were extremely large, like millstone wheels, whirring and spinning, carrying an aura of corruption and obscenity towards them. Qin Lie rolled over.
?? Brilliant pink light splashed out from the buds of the chrysanthemums, and a strange artistic conception that confused people's hearts and made them lose their souls suddenly enveloped the entire space.
I saw that the flowers embroidered on the corners of Fan Le's transparent gown shone one after another - they were all chrysanthemums too.
"Chi chi chi!"
Qin Lie's thoughts changed, thunder and lightning intertwined in his eyes, and the bones in his body crackled.
"Boom!"
One after another, thunder exploded in the space around him. As green lightning bolts sprang out of his body like snakes, the shadows of happy men and women rushing towards him were like smoke. dissipate.
The power of thunder and lightning is the nemesis of all incorporeal evil objects. Those men and women are condensed from their souls. When struck by lightning, they are instantly turned into ashes.
However, the two chrysanthemums that came like rollers emitted brilliant light and were made of gold juice and molten iron. They actually did not fall at all under the lightning and lightning strikes and continued to roll forward.
More small chrysanthemums also flew out from Fan Le's transparent gown, shooting out wisps of golden light, forming a bewitching and decadent atmosphere, creating an artistic field that even Qin Lie found strange.
As if affected by the artistic field, Qin Lie's blood boiled uncontrollably, burning like a raging flame.
"The power of the earth's core magnetism!"
Qin Lie¡¯s spiritual art changed again, and the three khaki Yuanfu in the Dantian Linghai instantly echoed with the heart of the earth.
The thick earth energy poured directly into the ground from the soles of his feet.
In the space around him, the gravity increased tenfold in an instant!
"Huhuhu!"
The two chrysanthemums, which looked like rollers, obviously could not adapt to the soaring gravity and fell hard from the void.
The smaller chrysanthemums were swaying in the air as if they were drunk, and they all fell into the mud one after another.
"Thunder and lightning, gravity, ice, three kinds of spiritual techniques fellow practitioners!" Fan Le looked surprised. Regardless of the fallen chrysanthemums on the ground, he was like a wisp of overlapping shadows, rushing towards Qin Lie.
His figures were pulled out in the air, condensing and not dispersing.
"It's impure!" Fan Le's mocking voice suddenly came out from each of the phantoms he pulled out. With this sound, all the phantoms seemed to be alive.
I saw countless Fan Le flying in from all directions, drowning Qin Lie like a sea.
And his true body suddenly disappeared, hiding somewhere unknown.
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