"call out-"
The swirling black aura was instantly cut into two pieces, making an extremely ear-piercing sonic boom.
"Miao Rongrong" was stunned, until the moment when a powerful and compelling profound force approached her face, "she" didn't react.
"She" turned her head, and looked at the girl with a stern look. She was exuding a coquettish red light, and under the blackness of the sky, she was shining brightly.
"She" wants to go backwards.
But his body bumped into Elder Miao Wu who was also dazed.
"boom!"
The incomparably powerful profound energy hit "Miao Rongrong" heavily.
Together with Elder Miao Wu behind him, under strong force, they flew backwards and hit the rock wall heavily.
"Boom boom boom!"
The bodies of the two fell to the ground and rolled several times.
"Ah... It hurts! It hurts! It hurts to death... Ouch!" Elder Miao Wu screamed in pain, gasped for air, and thrashed on the ground.
"Miao Rongrong" on the side was stiff, like a puppet that was being controlled, and stood up unsteadily...
A blood-stained emerald robe hung loosely by his side.
"Damn toy... How dare you hurt my toy..."
A hoarse and piercing voice, somewhat hazy, came out of "Miao Rongrong" indistinctly.
The body of "Miao Rongrong" was hanging in the air, staggering and floating towards Ye Qingluo's direction.
Stiff body, dark eyes, expressionless face.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a puppet without a soul.
"How could it be so fast... How could it be possible to escape the siege of my semi-finished products..."
"Miao Rongrong" kept talking to herself.
"Hiss..."
At the moment "Miao Rongrong" floated over.
The severed black aura swam wildly.
Rubbing the air, it made a scalp-tingling sound.
Constantly, wanting to rush towards "Miao Rongrong".
How could Ye Qingluo let this yin energy return to "Miao Rongrong"? !
She squinted her charming eyes, and quickly moved the Flame Devouring Fan in her hand.
One after another wind blades rushed towards the cloud of Yin Qi at high speed.
The wind blade made by Ye Qingluo was the result of her listening to the old man Cang's advice and gathering the power of the Cangshui Bracelet and the Divine Phoenix Mysterious Heart Jade.
Moreover, each of Ye Qingluo's wind blades precisely cuts off the most sensitive part where the yin qi swims.
In just a few moments, the countless yin qi had scattered into a ball.
"Boom!"
At this moment, "Miao Rongrong", who was originally floating in the air, fell to the ground like a paper kite with a broken string.
The black air wrapped around her body dissipated in an instant.
In the entire tunnel, death-like silence was restored.
The surrounding atmosphere also gradually returned to calm.
"Let's go, the evil spirit is gone." The old man Cang carefully sensed his surroundings, and after confirming that there was no evil spirit sense, he said.
Ye Qingluo let out a long sigh of relief. She pressed her chest, glanced sideways, and stood still, stiff and motionless, like five puppets of a stone statue.
Her eyes darkened: "Without the supply of yin energy, these puppets also lose the power to act... This Dark Palace, what exactly do you want to create this kind of puppets..."
Just when she was thinking deeply and wanted to discuss this issue with old man Cang.
From the other end of the tunnel, there were a few impatient voices: "Miss Miao passed all the checkpoints yesterday, and even the saint has already approved of Miss Miao, what are you trying to do?!"
"Let me tell you! No matter what the result of the competition is, Miss Miao is the last holy woman candidate!"