Mi Qing didn't think so much and asked casually: "What the hell is that? The claws are very hard."
Endless: "Gui Kui."
Hei Lu: "Gui Kui probably also thinks your feet are hard."
Mi Qing: "..."
She got back to the topic, "What is Guikui?"
"The leader of ghosts is good at manipulating filth," Wuwu explained, "The leader below should have just grown up and has average abilities."
He and Hei Lu looked at each other, and then added, "So this ghost leader is at best a stepping stone."
Mi Qing: "...So he's a little guy?"
Before Wu Wu could answer, Gui Kui's attack from below came again.
Compared with the sharp claws that tore through the void before, what appeared now was a half-length tree crown.
As soon as the tree crown was revealed, tens of thousands of dark leaves turned into sharp blades, attacking from the bottom up.
"Array up."
Mi Qing counterattacked quickly.
The bone sword shattered, and the heavy formation used her broken bones as the center of the formation to instantly neutralize the incoming sharp blades one by one.
At the same time, Mi Qing kicked off his feet and rushed down ahead of the tree crown.
Under the abyss, the attacks coming back and forth were so fast that it was almost impossible to distinguish them with the naked eye.
Wuwu and Heilu stood in the sky, looking at the fierce battle below. The former said in a deep voice: "Her strength has become more and more refined in the battle."
"Innate combat talents are incomparable," Hei Lu was not surprised by this. "However, there is not much time left for her."
"Cang Wu's injuries are recovering faster than we expected," Wu Wu frowned, "It seems his plan was successful."
"The rules of heaven and earth that Cangwu separated from... have been successfully integrated, which is a bit difficult to handle," Heilu sighed. "Her profile must evolve again as soon as possible."
Endless: "It's almost time. After Gui Kui, it's time for that thing."
Heilu: "Go and handle it yourself. This time, there must be no room for error."
"OK."
Wuwu responded, took one last look at the battle below, and disappeared before his eyes.
Heilu looked at Mi Qing below and murmured, "We have to go faster."
…
Mi Qing attacked violently and knocked Gui Kui into the abyss.
The bone sword was scattered into broken bones, forming a heavy formation. Before Gui Kui could counterattack again, he nailed it to the ground.
Stepping on Gui Kui's ugly head, the bone swords gathered together again and pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.
This thing can't be killed easily.
After the previous battle, it was not like Mi Qing had never killed someone with one strike. But as long as the power of the filth under the abyss remains, Gui Kui can be reborn again and again.
Very resistant to killing.
Another point is that Gui Kui has never manipulated any filth from beginning to end.
She felt strange.
Just when he was about to call Hei Lu over, the struggling ghosts and ghosts under his feet began to cry and howl. The power of filth under the entire abyss began to stir, and the space trembled.
Mi Qing's feet were like loose feet, firmly rooted on Gui Kui's head. The body shook due to the tremor of space, and the bone sword in his hand began to break into broken bones, floating around.
Black Deer hovered above, staring into the darkness ahead, reminding Mi Qing, "The real big guy is coming out."
Mi Qing: "Are you coming?"
Black Deer: "Come on."
"...You also got the benefits, why don't you do something to help?" Mi Qing said matter-of-factly.
Heilu: "This is your chance." Seeing that Mi Qing didn't believe it, he was very sure, "It's true."
Mi Qing then thought about it. Zhi Zing said that there is a spirit here that can evolve her files.
Could it be that this is it?
As her thoughts swirled, she remembered one thing, "Where's Endless?"
"It's okay," Heilu said in an extremely perfunctory manner, "The big guy is coming."
Mi Qing's words were blocked. In fact, she also wanted to ask how Zhi Zhi was doing. He was so busy absorbing the power of filth that he even forgot about it.
If I hadn't remembered it just now, I probably wouldn't have been able to remember it all this time.
Seeing Heilu change the topic, Mi Qing didn't mention it.
In the blink of an eye, the tremors in the space intensified, and a black mist mixed with red appeared in the distorted waves.
As soon as he appeared, a sickle-like weapon shot out of the mist and pointed directly at Mi Qing's head.
"Qiang——"
The sharp weapons were handed over, making a harsh and sharp buzzing sound.
Seeing this, the black deer hid far away.
As for Mi Qing, her eyes lit up as soon as she fought against the sickle.
You know, her original spirit was the sickle of Deng Xuling. It's a pity that the level of Deng Xuling is too low and it is no longer applicable.
The scythe in front of me looks cooler and easier to use.
She wants to.
Rather than action, Mi Qing aimed at the sickle.
Her intentions were too obvious, and the owner of the scythe finally showed up after a fierce battle.
A male creature that looks like a spider but has the upper body of a human.
The sickle turned over, and the sharp blade flashed with a dark light.
The space around the creature was torn apart, and dense real spiders jumped out and launched an attack.
Mi Qing formed a formation.
The spider will break into pieces when it hits the formation, but it will reorganize itself the next moment.
In an instant, Mi Qing understood. The spider in front of me is filth, a filth summoned by this creature.
The power of the filth here is endless, and the filth will be reborn again and again, never ending.
Mi Qing touched the dark lines between her eyebrows with her finger. The power absorbed by Dark Pattern has been saturated. If it continues, it will only destroy the balance of the power system in her body.
The corner of his eyes glanced at the black deer watching from the wall.
The black deer's antlers are still absorbing the power of dirt, but the speed has slowed down a little compared to before.
It's better to expect him to absorb the power of the filth here than to expect a sow to climb a tree.
So, you still have to rely on yourself.
Then, it’s time to spend some extravagance.
The bone sword flew out and blocked the path of the sickle. Broken bones formed an array, surrounding the resurrected filth.
Mi Qing seized the opportunity and formed seals with his hands to consume the power of the filth, and at the same time, he thought of something.
She suspended the file in front of her, and the red-gold hollow lines were still magnificent.
Since the file cannot evolve at present, it is better to treat a dead horse as a living horse and treat it as a doctor.
Make a prompt decision and use the power of extradition to attack the files.
The moment the file was hit, the self-service defense was activated. Mi Qing withstood the impact, spitting out a mouthful of blood and spraying it on the file.
The archive quickly absorbed Mi Qing's blood, and the latter took this opportunity to extradite the dark pattern to the archive.
In an instant, light and darkness collided, and the shock wave dispersed. The filth that had just broken through the formation was hit again, falling in one wave, and then another wave of new ones.
As the file owner, Mi Qing became blind due to the impact.
Mi Qing didn't panic at all.
Unseen, the senses are clearer.
While using bones to lead the formation, sacrificing files with blood, the power of the stagnant filth around them began to be attracted.
Invisible to the naked eye, those with sensitive senses can detect the direction of the power of filth.
She hit it right and seemed to be successful.
The black deer above saw this scene, his eyes flickered, "The roads are paved, but we have to choose another more difficult road."
"You really don't enjoy happiness."
As he said this, he actually felt a little envious in his heart.
Some people are born with virtue.
I can’t envy you.
The next moment, Mi Qing's mouth and nose were bleeding. Before the blood dripped freely, it was actively absorbed by the file.
The blood-sucked file was like it had evolved in the Yamani Sea, frantically absorbing the power of the surrounding filth.
(End of chapter)
