If you can't hide, you can only face the difficulties!
Her strength is indeed inferior to Jing Yanyan.
Resist these sword shadows forcibly, even if you resist, you will be disabled if you don't die.
That's probably the idea that Jing Yanyan called.
but…
What Jing Yanyan didn't know was...
She still has her golden fingers! She can still play!
Ye Qingluo squinted her long and narrow eyes, and the cold arc at the corner of her mouth was extremely charming and coquettish.
That is the moment of effort.
She quickly caressed the water artifact on her fingertips, and a slender red line was drawn from her fingertips, which quickly covered her neck.
When profound strength is injected into the divine weapon.
Ye Qingluo only felt her delicate body tremble suddenly.
A terrifying force eroded her body and mind in an instant.
It was as if something was penetrating and spreading bit by bit along her limbs.
"boom-"
A powerful mysterious light shot out from her body.
It collided heavily with the oncoming hardness.
Just collided together.
The sword shadow disappeared in an instant.
Jing Yanyan's smug smile froze on her face.
Instead, there was unbelievable astonishment, and a face full of panic and horror.
because…
The mysterious light behind the sword shadow was charged towards Jing Yanyan as fast as lightning!
At this time, Ye Qingluo still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't know what was happening right now.
The water ring on the fingertip exudes scorching heat.
The water silk chain around the neck exudes scorching heat.
The two forces are constantly crossing and shuttling.
Ye Qingluo could clearly sense the feeling of two forces colliding in her body.
The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the altar under his feet was actually shattered.
The aura of heaven and earth seemed to linger around Ye Qingluo's body, spinning constantly.
"That's... an artifact! It turned out to be an artifact!"
Among the fighting crowd below, someone let out a startled roar.
With this sound, Ye Qingluo suddenly opened his eyes.
A powerful red aura covered her whole body.
In the blink of an eye, it dissipated again.
However, Ye Qingluo's majestic aura remained on her body.
She half-closed her charming eyes, and looked in the direction of the startled roar.
I saw two teams of soldiers and horses fighting around, and at some point, the situation was reversed again.
It turned out that the various forces in Xilan Continent that were previously controlled by Ye Qingqian Yeqing rushed over with their own forces and joined the battle to protect Xilan Continent.
Because of this, those forces from all sides could tell at a glance that the red aura emanating from Ye Qingluo's fingertips was the artifact that Ye Qingluo had obtained that day in the mausoleum of King Mausoleum!
Artifact
Jing Yanyan heard the words, covered the wound that was hit by the mysterious light just now, and stared at Ye Qingluo with a gloomy expression: "Despicable! How dare you use the power of the divine weapon!"
No wonder Ye Qingluo was able to defeat her sword moves.
No wonder Ye Qingluo's momentum took a qualitative leap in an instant.
That is the power of the artifact!
In Jing Yanyan's eyes, there was a look of greed.
This artifact should belong to her!
Ye Qingluo's gaze had already fallen on Jing Yanyan, so she naturally didn't miss the greed in her eyes.
Ye Qingluo tugged at the corner of her lips.
Did she think that anyone could have a divine weapon
Just relying on her, she also wants to get the artifact
The arc of Ye Qingluo's lips showed a hint of sarcasm.
She jumped up and was suspended in mid-air.
The flying skirt is like a burning flame.
She raised her arm lightly, and the Flame Devouring Fan had already unfolded at her fingertips.
"Sect Master Shijing, I'm afraid you don't have that chance."