However, Xuan Bing believes that it is always his own strength. Although he is not too interested in such treasures, he is not very interested. The pearl is suspected of being dusty, and then I feel that having such a life-saving thing on my body, even if I don’t use it, I still have a psychological support, which will more or less hinder my strong heart and the way forward.
After a tour, he simply took it down and sealed it in Piaomiaoyun Palace as an inheritance treasure.
When Bing Xinyue accepted Wenren Chuchu as his apprentice, when Xuan Bing saw this little disciple, he found that Wenren Chuchu's aptitude was so high that it could be said to be the crown of all the younger disciples in the entire Piaomiaoyun Palace.
As long as it can grow up, it is possible to climb to a height that the predecessors of Piaomiao Yungong have not reached.
In view of this, Xuan Bing gave this dusty "fog lotus" to Wenren Chuchu as a trump card to protect his body and life; while telling the method of use, he also sternly warned: unless life is at stake, Otherwise, this last resort must not be used.
The power of "Wu He" is astonishing, but the power required by luck is equally astonishing. Before one's own cultivation reaches the Dao Yuan state, there is no power to mobilize it at all. Attract Yu Jin to backlash, then there is only one dead end!
I heard that Chu Chuben liked lotus very much. After getting the "Mist Lotus", he loved it like a treasure, so he simply pasted all of it on his dress, without avoiding others; It is very rare, even if there are people who know the goods, they would never have imagined that such a sharp weapon would fall on a little girl who has not yet reached the Mengyuan Realm, and would be used as an ornament by her. Embedded in the dress to cover up, but no one noticed.
And at this moment, it is the moment of life and death crisis, the only way Wenren Chuchu can do is to use his greatest strength to push Wuhe with all his strength!
Remember Wuhe's power, do your best to block the enemy, and give Master one more chance to leave safely!
As for other things, such as my own ability is not enough to motivate Wuhe, and even Wuhe's remaining energy is counterproductive, Wenren Chuchu really doesn't care, he is about to die, and he cares about what is there, does it make sense? !
Wenren Chuchu was spinning rapidly in mid-air, and the icyness that emerged from her shocked all the enemies who were chasing. A white mist rose slowly, and it was unknown where it came from. I don't know where it will go.
As the white mist became thicker and thicker, Wen Ren's figure suddenly disappeared into the thick mist, seemingly nothing, if real or unreal, but still spinning gracefully.
Bing Xinyue didn't take the opportunity to run away, instead she yelled and hurried back, but even she couldn't get close to Wenren Chuchu's body.
Once the "Mist Lotus" move was launched, it was impossible to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Wenren Chuchu's mind was already immersed in this move, not to mention a few shouts, even if the mountains fell and the ground shattered, she would not be able to hear them.
On the other side, Tan Qingfeng and the others drew out their long swords, the light of the sword and the light of the sword flickered for more than ten feet, and they forcibly attacked the fog, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, with no effect, let alone a breakthrough.
The whole area, with the sudden appearance of the white mist, gradually turned into a swamp, making people unable to pull out their feet, walk, or move freely.
The next moment, a voice full of light and spiritual atmosphere quietly sounded, and it was Wenren Chuchu who was singing in a low voice.
"Qiong Xiao Yun Zhong Hua..."
The white mist is getting thicker and the wind is getting more urgent. It seems that there are pieces of flowers appearing in the clouds and fog, ethereal and magnificent.
Tan Qingfeng took a deep breath, his eyes were unprecedentedly cautious, he stretched out his hand to stop everyone from continuing to launch an offensive, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, be careful, this may be a forbidden move, don't attack with all your strength, accumulate your own strength, and beware of changes."
All the people present were practitioners, and they all nodded deeply in agreement.
In the cloud and mist, there was another light and agile voice.
"Heavenly Palace Fog Lihe..."
The misty white mist, since it first appeared, has changed from light to thick, and it has gathered more and more. At this moment, it seems to have gathered from all directions, covering the surrounding space with a radius of hundreds of feet, and gradually thickening. Countless petals seem to appear and disappear in the white mist, and the buds of the lotus are also growing quietly. It is the little lotus that shows its sharp corners!
"A thousand mountains in bud tremble!"
Wenren Chuchu's voice was already trembling slightly, and there were drops of blood dripping from her mouth, and there were streaks of blood spilling out of her facial features and seven orifices.
With her current cultivation, forcefully urging this move is not even a desperate fight, it is simply asking for a dead end; what's more, whether she can successfully sustain this move until the power of this move blooms depends entirely on her. Still undecided.
In fact, Wenren Chuchu was able to support until now, and there is another big helper, Tan Qingfeng!
Tan Qingfeng was mature and prudent, he had a sneak peek at the big move Chu Chu was planning, and warned everyone on his side to be careful, not to attack violently, in case they were caught off guard, in general, this was right.
But for Wenren Chuchu, it is also a great help. Although the white mist generated by Wuhe's move has the effect of deceiving people and dispelling the opponent's attack moves, but this effect is not free, and there is an upper limit. If Wenren Chuchu has the peak cultivation base of the sixth-rank Daoyuan Realm like Bing Xinyue, naturally there will be no disadvantages of insufficient vitality.
But Wenren Chuchu doesn't even reach the level of the Daoyuan Realm at present, just relying on his perseverance to force Wuhe's move, the white mist can also play a role in covering up, as for the effect of eliminating the opponent's offensive, let alone negligible Almost, if everyone is still blindly attacking, whether someone's attack accidentally hits Chu Chu who is hiding in the white mist, or after a large amount of power that breeds the white mist is consumed, Wenren Chuchu can kill people earlier. fall from the sky.
But Tan Qingfeng's careful reminder indirectly contributed to Wenren Chuchu's completion of Wuhe's move!
After a while, although the true power of Wuhe's move has not yet been truly revealed, countless sharp winds have already begun to fly out from the white mist with hissing noises.
One of the strong winds happened to shoot at Tan Qingfeng.
Tan Qingfeng had been on guard for a long time, he raised his sword to block the coming force, and there was a sound of "Dang", melodiously sounding like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning; the blade of the sword hummed, Tan Qingfeng trembled violently, and he lost his footing and took a step back.
Just a gust of wind made this Daoyuan Realm ninth-rank master feel strenuous!
What's even more frightening is that the opponent's prepared move obviously hasn't fully formed yet!
Tan Qingfeng's thoughts turned sharply, his face changed, and he shouted: "Back!"
Before the words fell, he had already stepped back first.
However, at the moment when his body was just floating up and was about to start to push back, Wenren Chuchu, who was hidden in the thick white mist, shot out extreme hatred from his eyes, and in the delicate seven orifices, suddenly, like a fountain gushing blood...
At this moment, her voice was already too low to be heard.
"Flowers bloom... all ages... magic..."
Finally uttering the last word, all the spiritual power, life force, and spiritual power in the body... at this moment, completely exhausted!
All transformed into the power of Wuhe's move!