There is no longer a wave of rabbits, but there is still a second wave and a third wave...
Mi Qing finally understood that if the pillars are not broken, the rabbits will never stop. What's even more annoying is that the beam of light falling from the sky makes it difficult for her to fight back.
Therefore, the pillar must be broken.
She held it in the air with her bare hands, and the fire vine grew wildly. It entangled with the grass and vine seeds, and instantly enveloped the remaining six pillars. As for Mi Qing himself, the file is empty and Wanyao Mountain appears again.
The Wanyao Mountains, one hundred thousand mountains in a row, come out and cover the sky and the earth. Even if the beams of light falling from the sky are continuous, they are suppressed by Wanyao Mountain and cannot see the light of day.
In an instant, a fault appeared in the light beam, and the pressure on Mi Qing's body suddenly decreased. Without the pressure, she has no constraints.
His eyes were cold and his gun was like a wandering dragon. The rabbits, who had been suppressed by Wanyaoshan, met the violent Mi Qing and were taken away in a wave. Not only the endless rabbits were taken away by the wave, but also the remaining six pillars.
In the end, the seven pillars shattered into pieces, and a vortex appeared in the center of the surface. Mi Qing jumped directly into the whirlpool without saying a word. After that, Wanyao Mountain was still suppressed here, and it had a strange integration with the space here. If you look carefully, you will see that there are similar dark patterns on the surface of the huge Wanyao Mountain.
The dark lines flicker on and off, and if you look closely, they are very similar to the lines on Mi Qing's face. Unfortunately, no one here pays attention to this.
On the other side, Mi Qing fell directly into the next realm, which was another small world that was different from others. Not yellow sand, not dry soil, just withered yellow prairie. Withered grass about half a man tall drifted in the direction of the wind, bringing with it a fishy smell.
Mi Qing landed and stood firm, unaware of any life around him. The fishy smell in the air became stronger and stronger, affecting her sense of smell and making her feel dizzy. Not physically, but weirdly psychological.
Obviously, there is something strange about the fishy smell in the air.
Mi Qing was straightforward, and his sense of smell was quite sensitive, so he let Sansan come out directly.
After all, Sansan is just a corpse and has no sense of smell. The fishy smell has no effect on him.
Sure enough, as soon as Sansan appeared, he looked around and said, "Have you entered the ninth level?"
Mi Qing was confused, "Why do you know everything?" And what is your identity? What's the purpose of appearing next to her?
She didn't want to know before, but now she found that Sansan knew more than she thought, and some things needed to be brought to light.
Sansan paused for a moment, but still did not answer directly. He only said: "You... are our inevitable choice. When the time comes, you will know. Now... we can't say it, and you can't listen."
Mi Qing's face was expressionless.
She was still a little impatient with the third- and third-class spirits who were playing tricks on them. But in the end, she didn't say much. She smelled the fishy smell nearby getting stronger and stronger, so she took the initiative to change the topic, "How do you get out of this world?"
Sansan noticed Mi Qing's impatience and said: "Easy, just burn it."
With a snap of his fingers, lava began to appear all over the ground. When the withered yellow grassland overgrown with weeds encountered fire, it was really an inexhaustible wildfire, and it started again when the spring breeze blew.
But where Mi Qing was, there was no spark at all. Her level of control over magma is inferior to that of San San, who was born from magma.
Three or three pairs of feet were off the ground, and the magma had already spread hundreds of meters away.
The weeds burned away and something inside was exposed.
That thing was not a living thing, but a twisted creature like a black thorn that grew out of the ground. The creature was writhing in the magma, seemingly in unbearable pain, but at least it endured the fire and survived tenaciously.
The lava splashed, and the fishy smell was mixed with a burnt smell, but it wasn't that unpleasant at all.
"what is that?"
Mi Qing didn't recognize the thorn thing and asked curiously.
Sansan's back was turned to her, and a voice came, "The evil desire thing feeds on the evil thoughts of all things. It has no entity, only a shadow."
No entity?
But the thorns looked extremely real.
Sansan seemed to know what Mi Qing was thinking, and with a wave of his hand, the fire vine swept across. The thorns seemed to be swaying, but none of them were damaged. They were still tenacious and alive after the fire vine swept away, as if the fire vine's attack just now was Same as invalid.
"That fishy smell?"
How can it have taste without entity.
Sansan sighed, "It's the smell of evil desire. Only creatures with five senses can smell it."
The existence of five senses... is another new term.
Sansan did not continue to explain, but only pointed out one of the ways to deal with evil desires, "Evil desires are a lower level than pollution. Ordinary fire can avoid it, but it cannot burn it out. Spiritual fire or spiritual fire Thunder is its nemesis. Of course, pure spiritual fire and spiritual thunder are ineffective and must be supplemented by special attack methods."
He stretched out his right hand, and instantly the fire vine penetrated into his body and withered strangely. His bare arms originally had many strange lines left by magma, but now there are lines withered fire vines, and the two have undergone wonderful changes. It was as if the lines on his body came alive in an instant.
Then, he manipulated the surrounding magma. The sputtering magma seemed different from before, with a little more blood red color. The fire vines spawned by such magma swept across the place where the thorns were before, and the illusory thorns were directly cut off.
At the same time, a large amount of black smoke spurted out from the broken thorns, like substance.
The black mist turned into a big mouth and swooped down. All the gnawed fire vines were eaten to pieces.
Seeing the big mouth swooping down towards San San, it seemed like it was going to swallow him up. The latter didn't panic at all. Under Mi Qing's gaze, he suddenly closed his hands.
There was a crisp sound, and more fire vines sprouted from the ground centered on him. Fire vines soared into the sky, weaving into a large net that penetrated and trapped the black mist.
The strange thing is that the black mist that was penetrated turned into black spots, but it failed to break free from the big net woven by the fire vines. The large net woven by Mingming fire vines is extremely rough, and the cracks are as big as a man's head, but even if the black mist turns into dust, it cannot be broken free.
Mi Qing's eyes moved and fell on Sansan's arm.
The lines on his arms are about to appear.
Sansan seemed to have noticed this, shook his head regretfully, and muttered lightly: "Time... is still not enough."
Mi Qing's eyes flashed and she said nothing.
Then Sansan gave a sharp sound, and the big net made of fire vines exploded. In an instant, all the thorns hundreds of meters away dissipated, leaving no dust behind.
The magma returned to the cracks, and the withered yellow prairie was bare, with nothing left.
There are no dead grasses, and there are no more evil things growing like thorns.
After San San landed, Mi Qing looked around, "Is it so easy to deal with evil objects?"
It seems that if you find the right method, the other party will have no use for it.
Sansan's eyes were complicated when she heard this, "No, it just happened that they met you."
"Huh?" Mi Qing was puzzled, his eyes straight.
Sansan: "You are polluted. The effects of evil desires are only 30% effective in front of the source of pollution. According to the rules, if you were not polluted, you would have fallen into an illusion before you could smell the fishy smell."
(End of chapter)
