"So what?" Shuz said deeply.
The young man’s eyes flashed with cold light, his left shoulder slammed into Schulz. Schulz clenched his fist and didn’t retreat for half a step. The two collided in the teleportation device with a low muffled sound. Schulz stepped back two steps, and the young man He took a step forward, smiled disdainfully, and walked out of the transmission device.
Shuz also stepped out, raised his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the young man. The star on the young man's body could burst into flames, causing the air to become hot. Shuz held the hilt of the knife with his right hand, and the blood-red saber flashed cold. Mans, it's on the verge.
At this moment, the small cannon came, tapped Shuz’s palm with one hand, and placed it on the shoulder of the young man. The star energy that turned the young man into flames was forcibly suppressed, "Sorry you two, I can’t do it here. Do it, otherwise we will have to fly out if we break the transmission device."
The young man stared, the star energy surged, trying to explode again, but in any case he couldn't get rid of the suppression of the small cannon, and his heart was shocked. Didn't it mean that the tenth hospital left two wastes? This person definitely has extreme strength. If nothing else, the realm alone is not a waste.
Inexplicably, everyone suddenly felt a shock. They turned their heads and looked. In the distance, Xiyue and Michelle who had been looking at each other had changed. Xiyue's dark blue hair was fluttering and his mouth opened. The sweet singing echoed in Wangchuanshahai. In the sky, ethereal dancing, the hot air seemed to form stunning beauties dancing lightly, and the soft singing washes everyone's hearts.
Obviously the singing is very beautiful, but the faces of Da Pao Xiao Pao and two people are extremely solemn. This is Xiyue's combat skills, the eighth hospital inherits the combat skills-psychedelic soul music.
Among the Ten Great Wars, only the eighth house has the most tunes and warfare skills. This is also the reason why the Reimeng clan chose the eighth house. These tunes and warfare skills are most suitable for the Reimeng clan and can exert power that no one can imagine.
"Xiyue is a strong player with 30 consecutive victories in the Battle of the World, Michelle is far behind her, brother, stop it," Xiao Pao said solemnly.
Da Pao shook his head. At this moment, he no longer laughed like he did before, his eyes were very serious, "Look on, if it doesn't work, Teacher Shahai will also take action."
The few people who followed Xiyue looked triumphant. Xiyue is not only a star who can sing. She is the young patriarch of the Lingmeng clan, who is also the strong clan of the inner universe. Without strength, you can't become the young patriarch. Look at the eighth house. Among the strongest in fusion, Xiyue is also one of the strongest.
Schooze's eyes were shocked, and listening to the beautiful singing, the climate of the sand sea changed. He could feel the boundless crisis from the singing. The woman was far stronger than him, and even the people who followed her were stronger than him. Like the man in the Fire Territory just now, the star energy is materialized, and that is a realm that he can't reach for the time being. This is the strength of the students of the Star Wars Academy. Anyone who comes out will shock the outer universe.
Michelle frowned, the music she heard in her ears made her internal organs vibrate, her brain was heavy, and her intense dizziness made her unable to stand still. What she saw in front of her was no longer Wangchuanshahai, but The scenes that once made her unforgettable flashed one after another. She couldn't bear it, gritted her teeth, red pupils in her eyes flashed, and a touch of red lotus bloomed on the soles of her feet.
That touch of red was shocking, dotted with the boundless sea of sand, and instantly shattered the psychedelic soul song.
Everyone was surprised, this is Michelle's talent
Xiyue's eyes flashed, Honglian, it is this woman's talent. Like her sister Mira, she has the talent of Honglian. It is precisely because of this talent that she stands out and joins the Tenth Judging Council with Rongjing Xiu. She is going to break this talent.
The song changed, it was no longer a psychedelic soul song, and the void exploded with a burst of sound. This was a three-tone burst, Xiyue mastered the most powerful music, and she wanted to use this three-tone song to burst the red lotus.
Michelle opened her eyes, when the red pupils flickered with a mysterious light, when the red lotus bloomed, no one could stop her, this woman couldn't, and no one who was strong in the fusion of the other battle halls could do, she was invincible at this moment.
At this moment, there was a loud drink that shook the wind and clouds, causing the dust to roll, "It's noisy, who is disturbing Lao Tzu's rest".
Xiyue's three sonic boom and Michelle's Red Lotus were shattered by a strong wind. The two backed up at the same time, their faces turned pale, and they saluted in the direction of Shahai, "Sorry, mentor", "Sorry, mentor".
Cannon hurriedly walked out and said with a dry smile, "Sister Michelle, Sister Xiyue, Teacher Shahai has a bad temper, you should stop."
The two looked at each other, "Sister Xueer is worthy of Sister Mila's younger sister, she is really talented," Xiyue smiled.
Michelle glanced at her indifferently and walked towards the east of Shahai.
Xiyue didn't care, and smiled at the cannon and told others to withdraw from Shahai, "I will practice in Wangchuan Shahai for a few days, and I will notify you when it's over."
"Miss Xiyue, is this too dangerous?" the young man in Huoyu said worriedly.
Xiyue frowned, "This is Wangchuan Shahai, and Shahai instructor is sitting here, no one can hurt me, don't be too stingy and go out."
"Let's stay at the entrance," Yi said.
Xiyue didn't say much, and smiled at Da Pao Xiao Pao again, and walked towards the west of Shahai.
Shuz narrowed his gaze, and the shock in his heart was slowly suppressed. Just now, the top student of the Star Wars Academy was fighting, and he was still far short of it.
Xiao Pao patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go out, don't think too much, you are a lot stronger than when you started school, and the future will not be bad."
Schulz nodded and stepped into the transmission device. The cannon immediately ran over, and the three of them left the sand sea.
In the end, only the few people who followed Xiyue stayed at the entrance of Shahai.
Wangchuan's sand sea is huge, endless, Xiyue did not fly, but walked to the depths step by step, but at her speed, she had already traveled far in just one hour.
Feeling the roughness and hardness of the gravel, Xiyue's gaze shifted, "I hope this place allows me to comprehend the fighting spirit, truly stand at the top of the eighth house, and even become the domain lord." After speaking, she recalled turning to the eighth house. A student from the tenth academy of the Academy of Practice in Shahai, "Do you want to bury yourself? The deeper the burial, the better."
With a bang, Xiyue slammed into the desert with a palm, but found that it was difficult to penetrate the desert that should be loose. She only punched a one-meter deep hole under the palm of her full strength. These gravels have a kind of resistance to the stronger and stronger, helpless, Xi Yue stood on the desert, slightly hard, and slowly sank.
The more you sink, the greater the pain caused by friction between the body and the gravel. This kind of gravel is very helpful for tempering the body, but the pain is proportional to the gain.
Xiyue was prepared long ago and gritted her teeth to bear it.
When her whole person was buried in the desert, the overwhelming oppression came, not the oppression, but also the spirit, she was like being suppressed at the bottom of the mountain, and the whole person was suffering from depression and suffocation.
Not enough, this kind of pressure is similar to some practice places in the Eighth Hospital, and it's not enough for her to comprehend the spirit of war.
A warrior has integrity. If you want to get a fighting spirit, you have to endure inhuman oppression. Ten major academies have this.
This is a place that is under oppression, but there are too many people in those places. Only Wangchuan Shahai in the Tenth Court has no people, and it is a holy place for cultivating fighting spirit in the legend. She must succeed, go deeper, and go deeper.
Five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters.
When Xiyue landed twenty meters below the desert, her brain was a little dizzy, and bloodshot appeared in her crystal clear and delicate skin. This distance had reached its limit for both sex and spirit, but this position was still not enough.
Xiyue gritted her teeth and descended again. Suddenly, she stepped on a strange thing on the soles of her feet, soft. She looked down and saw a pair of eyes staring at her-breasts.
Lu Yin was sleeping. Yes, he was sleeping. Since entering Wangchuan Shahai, he found that the surface of the desert was useless for him after going deep into it. He looked at the introduction about Wangchuan Shahai sent to him by Cannon. The effect of cultivating is good if he buries himself, so he buried himself.
The deeper the pressure, the stronger the pressure, and it really worked. Lu Yin fell asleep under the pressure of looking at the sand and sea. With his strength, even if he was buried to a depth of 20 meters, he would not be injured. But pain is inevitable, but he doesn't care.
While he was sleeping, something stepped on his calf, opened his eyes, and saw the stalwart bank close at hand. This is a woman's breast, shouldn't it be? He stared blankly, and there was a fragrance from the tip of his nose. Intoxicated, he subconsciously took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at each other with dull eyes.
"The thief" Xiyue's face was pale, she shouted angrily, and patted it with a palm.
Lu Yin turned sideways and avoided, "Don't shout," Xiyue was very angry, raised her leg, and hit Lu Yin's face with her knee. Lu Yin stretched out his hand to block it, and tightly grasped Xiyue's white thigh, "Woman, I'm here first." .
Xiyue felt the temperature of the palms on her thighs, furious, "Let go of me, thief".
Lu Yin quickly let go and stepped back, "Don't take a bite of a thief, I came first, and you stepped on me."
Xi Yueqi trembled all over, she was the young patriarch of the Lingmeng clan, Bing Qing Yujie, when she was so close to a man, especially thinking that her chest was so close to this person, she was still being, and also being, thinking of this Xiyue, her brain was congested." I'll kill you", as he said, opening his mouth, strange sonic booms sounded in all directions.
This was a three-sonic boom, and he didn't show it in front of Michelle. At this moment, it all blasted towards Lu Yin.
Lu Yin's gaze changed. This woman was a bit stronger, feeling the sudden and terrifying sonic boom, and the star power subconsciously operated. The sonic boom was weakened in the star power range. He looked up and saw Xiyue continuously display the sonic boom. It was endless. Anger, grabbed to Xiyue.
Xiyue was out of anger at this moment. She wanted to wipe out the man. She saw the man grabbed her palm and shouted, "Any thief, you are looking for death." After finishing speaking, she exhaled, and her small, ruddy lips popped out with a sweet song. , Lu Yin's palm stopped ten centimeters away from Xiyue, and the singing in his ear turned into the tide of the universe, the tide ebb and flow, trying to bury him.
Xiyue has never performed the strongest melody warfare skill ever on a person-Anyu Chaosheng tune, which made this desert boil.
In the depths of the desert, Teacher Shahai was surprised, "The strong tune and music combat skills are worthy of being the most outstanding descendants of the Reimeng clan. Looking at the universe, the younger generations are very strong, and they are qualified to touch the top 100 battle list."
Lu Yin couldn't get in with his palm, and a drop of blood was flowing beside his ears, and the music seemed to explode in the depths of his brain, trying to explode him.