Otherwise what?
Shui Miaomiao couldn't move, and with a scolding, her head was pressed hard and hit to the ground, thinking it was a warning to her.
Struggling to get up, I felt a stream of heat flow from my forehead. It must be bleeding. I raised my hand to wipe it, and I saw blood on my hand, but I couldn't touch the wound.
After wiping the blood on his face carelessly, Shui Miaomiao hid the Mermaid tears at the bottom of his tongue, and replied to the blue light group as respectfully as possible, "I'm sorry, I can't."
It's not because it was a gift from Jian Chu. If she could save Jian Chu, Shui Miaomiao was willing to give it to her, but the problem was that what she needed were twenty-seven shark tears. It's hard to distinguish between good and evil.
"Um?"
Shui Miaomiao heard the dissatisfaction in the words, held her breath and concentrated, and circulated her spiritual power, only to find that her spiritual power seemed to be suppressed by something, and it was running extremely slowly, and she couldn't do anything in a hurry.
"Well."
Shui Miaomiao's neck was strangled tightly by the water rope, and her breathing gradually became difficult, but she was unwilling to spit out her tears and closed her mouth tightly.
How long does it take to strangle someone?
If the force is strong, it only takes two or three seconds.
Now, Shui Miaomiao didn't know how long she had been in a stalemate. Every time she felt that she had run out of oxygen, a stream of air would come out of her mouth and spread all over her body, and she could barely take another breath.
You can clearly feel the force on your neck getting stronger and stronger, but you always hold your breath. Is this a deadly move or not? Is this person playing tricks on himself?
Shui Miaomiao didn't think so.
"The unknown people think they can use it without any worries!"
it? What is it.
Suddenly, Shui Miaomiao tilted her head back. It seemed that he was not planning to strangle her, but was preparing to separate her body.
That's too much!
Due to the unrelenting use of spiritual power at the stall where the stalemate was just now, Shui Miaomiao struggled to break away, retreated, and threw a wind blade with her backhand.
Unfortunately, the wind blade went straight through the blue halo and shattered the candlestick behind it.
The halo was fine when the wind blade passed through it, but he was obviously stunned after seeing the candlestick shattered.
Another wind blade hit another candlestick, and Halo took action, scattering the wind blade, "Stop, do you know how old the things here are!"
No matter how old it is, it seems that Halo cares about the things in the Crystal Palace. Shui Miaomiao hurriedly hid behind a pillar and said loudly, "It's my fault to trespass, but you don't have a place here." Doorbell or something, I just want to ask senior to save someone."
"What do human affairs have to do with me?"
"What if it's one of your tribe?"
"The Sharman race is extinct, it's you humans who did it!"
"What about Jian Chu?"
The voice paused for a few seconds, as if reminiscing, "That man, if we really want to say it, his descendants can be regarded as the Sharks, and they are the things I should protect, and he is just a container, a container containing pure blood."
Shui Miaomiao walked out of the pillar, looked directly at the halo, and suppressed her anger and said, "Even if he is a container, can't he help if he is in trouble?"
"I am the guardian god of the Shark tribe, and I only protect the sharks. I sensed that disaster was about to happen, so I sealed off the Xianhai Forest. Who would have thought that you would still break in. Regardless of the shark tears you got from there, hand them over and I will keep them." You're dead," the indifferent voice was terrifying, irritating Shui Miaomiao.
"Are you just taking advantage of those people?"
"Use? You must know that without the power of those bloodlines, he would not be born at all!"
"I don't know. I know that Chu Hongyun was born after ten months of hard work." Shui Ying turned into a long sword, glowing with cold light, and her eyes were surrounded by purple mist. "If you don't want to help, please let me out. I still want to find a way to save people.”
"Come as soon as you say, leave as soon as you say, what do you think I am!"
Halo didn't expect that Shui Miaomiao would take the initiative to attack and be so powerful. After all, he seemed too weak.
Shui Miaomiao doesn't like to use violence. In fact, she prefers to take a step back most of the time. But at this moment, she is really angry and angry. The words of this bastard guardian have denied Zhu Pan and their belonging, and Jian Jian Chu's responsibility has become a joke.
Although Halo was shocked by Shui Miaomiao's courage, there was still a gap that was difficult to bridge.
Running his spiritual power overload, regardless of the pain coming from his meridians, Shui Miaomiao vowed to pay the price for this nonsense halo.
"You are too weak. A mayfly cannot shake a tree without overestimating its own capabilities." The contemptuous voice stirred Shui Miaomiao's nerves.
"Yes." Blood outlined Shui Miaomiao's red lips, and she smiled crazily. "It's impossible for a mayfly to shake the tree, but this is in the world of gods and demons. What is the purpose of your practice? Isn't it just to change your destiny against heaven!"
Boom!
It's thunder! The thunder catastrophe in the mortal transformation stage!
The thunderclouds rising from the South China Sea seemed to cover the entire South China Sea, making the entire world of gods and demons feel it.
Shui Miaomiao?
Wen Renxian was anxious and chased towards the place where the thunder clouds gathered.
Breaking through the transformation stage is not a child's play like building a foundation and starting over after failure. If it fails, it will end in ashes and no bones left.
Immortal Master Xianyan stood on the top of the highest mountain in the Ancient Immortal Sect, looking into the distance, his brows furrowed, his hands constantly calculating, not worrying about anyone.
According to the ancestor of the Holy Yuan, the spiritual energy in the world of gods and demons is gradually becoming turbid and unbearable. People have not noticed it and only regard it as the annihilation of the demon clan. The vitality has been severely damaged for a hundred years...
The strong wind on the top of the mountain was blowing the clothes of Xianyan Immortal Master. Looking at the spectacular scene in the sky, he felt uneasy in his heart.
Shui Miaomiao didn't know what was happening outside. She gritted her teeth and circulated her spiritual power. There was only a halo in her eyes, watching with purple pupils.
The halo was different and brighter, and it was wrapped deep in the depths. Perhaps it was a weakness. Shui Miaomiao used all her strength to parry the halo's killer move.
Reach out and grab.
"What do you want?" Halo asked, seemingly panicked.
Shui Miaomiao chuckled, "Twenty-seven shark tears."
"Huh?" There was a slightly confused snort, and the halo suddenly stopped attacking and said abruptly, "I hope you don't regret it."
"I don't regret anything. As long as I can save Jian Chu, I don't regret anything." Shui Miaomiao, who was riddled with holes, suddenly used force to pull out the bright spot out of the halo.
His hand suddenly felt as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, and at some point the light turned into a trident, carrying Shui Miaomiao forward and smashing into the ground. A large amount of spiritual power poured into his body like a tide at the same moment.
"Ahhh!" Shui Miaomiao roared in pain.
A bolt of thunder fell from the sky, carrying the force of thunder, and exploded into the sea water thousands of miles deep.
Caused by lightning disaster, there is nowhere to hide.
Shui Miaomiao felt like she was burned out, like she was cooked, like her soul had left her body. What did she do wrong that caused her to be struck by lightning?
Shui Miaomiao didn't know that he was going through a tribulation at this time.
She was fully satisfied with finding a way to save Jian Chu, but with another thunder, Shui Miaomiao didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain.
The coolness in the air restored Shui Miaomiao's consciousness and the bleeding wounds on her body.
No, the third thunderbolt was about to come down. The trident pressed against her hand was like a heavy pendant, constantly infusing Shui Miaomiao with spiritual power that she didn't want, making it impossible to move or avoid it.
