At this moment, Yu Qing opened his eyes.
"The spirit...calls."
It was only two words, but Yu Qing found it difficult to say them. The blood in his mouth made the afterimage that appeared behind him even more tragic.
The afterimage clasped its hands together, and a force quietly emerged.
"Bang——"
Mi Qing was struck by the force, and his body fell backwards and hit the opposite barrier, spitting out a few more mouthfuls of blood. Looking more closely, she had just resisted the protrusion with her arm. The bones of her hand were shattered and the flesh was drooping. The weird and twisted appearance made her right hand completely lose its fighting power.
She held her limp right hand with her left hand, raised her right foot, and kicked away the wooden stick suspended in front of her eyes.
"Qiang——"
Dian Qimu was only an inch away from Yu Qing, and his face was covered by the big hand of the afterimage. As a result, no more progress can be made.
Mi Qing's eyes darkened.
This afterimage of the body seems illusory, but it is like reality. Dian Qimu is here, hitting the wall again and again.
She simply recalled the pointer wood.
The file was turning pages, but before it stopped, the spirit summoned before took a step forward and said: "The gallbladder is impressive, and its sharpness is as sharp as a stone. When I see it today, it is really extraordinary."
Arrhythmia?
Mi Qing was thoughtful.
Then Na Ling looked back at Mi Qing and said, "My name is Bu Wei."
Since the last time in the Iron Blood City, conscious spirits always like to announce their names first, and then show off their power.
Mi Qing was unable to respond, and Bu Wei didn't care.
He raised his right hand lightly. The next moment, his entire body turned into green silk, covering Mi Qing's sight.
The light green silk fabric goes from heaven to earth, and is omnipotent.
The afterimage is a shadow, but it also has substance. The cloth turned into silk, and after several fights, it was finally wrapped into a rice dumpling without leaving any trace.
The silk cloth tightened, and the originally large afterimage was compressed and shrunk again and again.
Yu Qing formed a seal with his hands, and the blood spurting from his mouth stained his hands red. White and red interweave, the contrast is clear.
Seeing Yu Qing vomiting blood and shaking his head, Mi Qing fell silent.
This scene seemed very similar to hers.
She never imagined that the dreamer could evolve like this. If Li Xin had such ability, she would probably not remain silent.
So, she had to get it.
Taking a step forward, the blood chain under his body circled and bloomed. There was a blood chain wrapped around her miserable right hand, absorbing the blood flowing from the wound. After absorbing the blood, the color of the blood chain becomes purer.
Without Mi Qing's greeting, Blood Chain attacked on its own.
At the same time, Yu Qing shook his spirit again.
The petals were flying, and in the shadow of the antique thirteenth floor, a budding plum blossom grew. The purple-red plum blossoms are blooming, and the fragrance of the flowers is refreshing.
In an instant, an extremely beautiful woman took the shape of flower petals and became a human body.
"Meixiang, kill her!"
The spirit that Yu Qing shook out was just a temporary puppet. No consciousness, just follow orders. One blow and it might dissipate.
The plum fragrance has no spirit, but it obeys orders. Yu Qing’s words are the purpose.
She flicked her fingers, and numerous petals attacked the silk fabric. In that posture, flowers are flying all over the sky, and the momentum is menacing.
Mi Qing naturally didn't want to see the afterimage get out of trouble, so the grass and vine species collided with the petals first. The collision of plum blossoms and grass and vines would be extremely beautiful if the scene were changed. But now, only murderous intent remains.
The attack was blocked, Mei Xiang was inside the barrier, closing her eyes and praying devoutly.
Mi Qing: "..."
She only had doubts for a moment before she understood that the spirit that could be shaken out by Yu Qing at this time was absolutely extraordinary. Therefore, she is also brewing murderous intentions.
Palm, her right arm has to recover.
Both parties are brewing their own murderous intentions, and the atmosphere is temporarily calm.
Soon, Mei Xiang's prayers had results. A drop of pure blood suddenly appeared on the fingertip, accompanied by a strong plum fragrance.
At the same time, Mi Qing immediately discovered that the blood in his body was boiling and seemed to be uncontrollable.
Looking at the two spirits next to them, they frowned, and the blood vessels under their skin bulged, as if they were about to burst out of their skin.
Mi Qing withdrew her peripheral vision and tried her best to suppress the restless and boiling blood in her body. The red-gold blood flowed through the blood vessels, suppressing most of the blood, but some of the blood was still active. There was a vague tendency to break through her skin and merge with the blood beads slowly rising in the air.
She was unwilling to sit still and repairs were accelerated. On the right hand, the bones of the hand are regenerated and the flesh and blood are recast. It's just that this process is very uncomfortable because of the extreme compression.
The veins on both sides of her temples bulged and she was sweating profusely.
But after all, the speed of repair could not catch up with her cracked skin.
The blood beads separated from the body and lifted into the air. Mi Qing suddenly felt that all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away by these few drops of blood. He staggered and almost fell from the air.
The pain that had been endured for a long time could not be suppressed after all, and a broken groan escaped from his mouth.
Her eyes turned cold, knowing that she must not let her blood merge with Mei Xiang's blood beads. Otherwise, the consequences may not be what she wants to see.
"Broken body!"
The body split reappears, and another 'Mi Qing' appears. The right hand cannot be repaired temporarily, but the left hand can be repaired. As for Mi Qing himself, he naturally had red marks left over from his split body. There was blood in the red marks, but no bones.
However, Mi Qing was a ruthless person. He endured the taste of blood in his mouth and shouted in a low voice again: "Broken body!"
His body was torn apart again, and three Mi Qing appeared on the spot.
As for the blood marks on Mi Qing's body, the skin was slightly torn, revealing bits of white bones.
Zuoqiu, who was standing by and trying his best to suppress the boiling blood in his body, gasped when he saw Mi Qing acting like this, and said to Qing Glaze next to him: "She is really a madman."
Qing Glaze was speechless, but no longer stood idly by.
It transformed into a green glaze bottle the size of a head. The belly of the green glaze bottle is round, but the mouth of the bottle is narrow. She rose into the air, pointed the bottle mouth at Mei Xiang, and felt a huge suction force. The blood droplet that was originally suspended steadily above Mei Xiang's head had gathered seventy or eighty drops of blood from all directions. He saw that all of these blood droplets were being absorbed by it. But the suction force of the celadon bottle struck, and the blood beads were pulled.
In the blink of an eye, half of the blood drops were absorbed by the green glaze bottle. The remaining half were swaying, unable to get closer to Mei Xiang's blood beads.
Mei Xiang didn't have much consciousness, and was stunned by this sudden change.
Yu Qing's expression changed, "No, Zhu Zi has too many tricks!"
Just relying on him won't work.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Yan, who had no time to take care of himself. Looking upstairs again, the heavy array flickers and the barrier is unstable.
what to do?
Is Mi Qing really allowed to break the barrier and go to the fourteenth floor?
But Lu Yao has already gone to find the person in his dream. If you give up now, wouldn’t it be a failure?
He refused.
Once you have tasted freedom, you don’t want to be bound again!
So, you have to give it a try.
Biting the tip of his tongue, the blood from his tongue fell on the barrier. Visible to the naked eye, the barrier changed from colorless to an unknown blood color. The color of blood paints the barrier, creating an evil aura.
"With my body, I offer..."
Before he finished speaking, Mi Qing moved.
The three Mi Qings held different weapons and attacked at one point at the same time.
"Click——"
The already cracked barrier on the thirteenth floor finally failed to hold up and broke. A 'Mi Qing' entangled Mei Xiang and fought with her.
Two Mi Qing attacked Yu Qing and interrupted his words.
"puff--"
Yu Qing is a dreamer, and close combat is not his strong point.
