The two gates of Beast City were fighting fiercely, and the city was also very lively.
The people of Nanfeng who had been hiding in the house came out one after another.
They don't have the ability to go out and fight, but they can help in the city.
Some of the adults were assigned to various shops to entertain arriving guests, and some were assigned to pick spiritual plants throughout the city.
These spiritual plants grow due to the strong Yin spirits emerging from the caves. It is not that the spiritual masters who come and go in the city have not seen it, but due to their awe of this place, except for various insiders, they all regard this place as a place of awe. Thinking that it is a place of chance, the high-level spiritual masters look down on this level of spiritual plants, while the low-level spiritual masters dare not take any unnecessary actions, lest they lose the watermelon for sesame seeds.
In addition, the remaining old and weak children in Nanfeng can move around freely. These old and young people who dare to come out at this time are the more courageous group.
Most of the spiritual masters coming and going glanced at them and passed them by. The latter did not dare to talk to them without authorization, but looked at them curiously and cautiously.
When individual spiritual masters took the initiative to communicate with them, they found that they could not understand their language and could only rely on magic or soul consciousness to identify their meaning. Then the spiritual masters discovered that the spiritual children in these secret places were not as inexplicable as several stewards, but the information they obtained was still incomplete.
——It’s not that these spirit beings deliberately hide themselves, and what they say is incomplete without arms and legs, but there are some things that they cannot spy on.
Even so, the fragmentary information left a deep impression on the inquiring spiritual master.
"Gods."
The local spirits here mentioned this word.
After receiving this clue, the Yang Meri Spiritualist was extremely heartbroken.
"Could it be that this is not the remains of the throne, but..."
These thoughts cannot be expressed in words, but they only increase everyone's passion.
As the situation stabilizes, more and more spiritual masters are chatting with each other, all with the same thoughts - curious about the strength of the Yang Vein (Yin Vein) and who are the people who sneak into our land of opportunity?
Seeing this, both sides were secretly wary.
People with the Yin pulse think: The Yang pulse is indeed hidden so deeply, and the strength previously revealed in front of the Yin pulse is all fake. If they hadn't known about it in advance on the Xiaotian Ranking, they wouldn't have known how surprised and passive they would have been when they saw it with their own eyes. The Centenary Forum in a few years would have been caught off guard.
People with Yang meridians think the same thing: Yin meridians have developed explosively in recent years, and Yongmengxiang is the biggest driving force! Even though the Light Night Travelers are on par with the elite geniuses of the Yang Meridian, they actually have such powerful people hidden inside! There are rumors that the Yang Meridian will hit the Yin Meridian hard at this Centenary Forum, making the Yin Meridian understand that it was the Yang Meridian that gave way to them in the past, but now it seems that the Yin Meridian is also hidden deep!
East City Gate.
Spell spirit patterns bloomed in layers within a hundred meters range.
Such a grand scene is still eye-catching even on the battlefield.
Seeing this grand occasion of casting spells, the night wanderers felt a certain sense of immediacy in their hearts.
The spell came down with a bang, clearing away hundreds of meters of strange objects, leaving a small pit in the dense tide of strange objects.
This is not the end. The magic spirit patterns on the ground reappeared, and another piece of strange things was wiped out.
Thousands of monsters were killed in a series of spells in just a few seconds.
The spellcasting fluctuations of the spell spirit patterns are very slight. Looking along the fluctuations, it is a female spiritual master with a tall body and a face like a jade plate. It is Mi August who has arrived belatedly. .
Mi August didn’t stop, nor did his speed of casting.
She is surrounded by magic spirit patterns, and every time one disappears, the next one picks up.
The spiritual masters who had not seen her cast spells were shocked.
I thought that what I saw in the photos was already the limit, but when I actually saw Mi August perform the magic live, I realized that the feelings brought by the photos were less than one-tenth of the experience in person.
Because you can feel the stability, burst, oppression, etc. of the magic spirit patterns on the spot, as well as the rhythm and flexible use of Mi August's spells.
There are so many spells, many of which are incompatible with each other. If you are not careful, it will cause backlash and self-destruction.
Mi August is as relaxed and freehand as an arm.
She alone can reach at least ten of the same level... No! The role of hundreds of people of the same level!
As long as her spiritual power is not exhausted and high-level monsters are not allowed to deal with her, she can guard a position by herself. The true truth is that one man can block everything but ten thousand men can't open it.
When the night travelers saw this scene, they were so proud that they shouted as if they had been given blood.
The Yang Spirit Masters who came to see what was happening here looked surprised.
“Looking at it this way, she is more outstanding than His Highness in Yongmengxiang.”
"Indeed."
"Yeah."
The person who said these words did not see Mi Feixue kill the high-level monster with one arrow when he first arrived in Beast City.
They have been at the East City Gate for a while. While observing the strength of the Yin Meridian Spiritualists, they also found the figure of Mi Feixue among them.
Mi Feixue's team is fighting on the front line of low- and mid-level monsters. No matter whether they are low-level or mid-level monsters, she can kill them with one arrow. Killing them is as easy as killing a chicken. With her At his age and appearance, he is also the best among geniuses when it comes to his yang veins.
It's just that the people around her, Qiao Huai and others, are also outstanding. Their trickery and spells work together to kill them quickly, making Mi Feixue less outstanding.
There is also Pei Rongrong, who holds the double contract in hand, is the youngest, and has a demeanor and style that is more in line with the aesthetics of a Yangmai spiritual master, so their attention is focused on Pei Rongrong.
Now the noise of Mi August casting a spell to kill the monsters is more than a little louder than the noise of Mi Feixue killing with one arrow. It is not surprising that they would have this idea.
When everyone was belittling Mi Feixue, the direction Mi August went was exactly where Mi Feixue was.
“The relationship between Mi August and Mi Feixue has always been a mystery. Both of them are important figures in Yongmengxiang. There is information that they have a good relationship, but I think this is just a facade.”
"How to say?"
"On the surface they are friends, but in fact they are competitors! You see, it is clear that Mi Feixue is His Highness, but the attitude of the Night Travelers towards Mi August is awe-inspiring and even more enthusiastic. Mi August has been competing for fame and wealth in Brahma Changtian just to win the position. "Hey, what is Mi Feixue doing?" This voice temporarily interrupted the communication between several people.
In the distance Mi Feixue put down her long bow and stopped inexplicably.
She pinched her fingers nervously and excitedly.
August is here!
A desire to show off in front of parents arises spontaneously.
The previous state of mind that was like stagnant water was broken.
Although she was not perfunctory, she did not try her best.
It would be bad if August felt like she wasn't paying attention.
Mi Feixue did not look back, feeling Mi August's figure getting closer and closer, and the eyes on her.
She stared straight ahead at the strange tide.
“…”
The strange creatures in sight paused strangely for a moment. They did not know that this was an instinctive reaction.
But what happened next proved that there was nothing wrong with their instincts.
A subtle misery filled the air from Mi Feixue's eyes, like fine burning ashes.
"Death."
[Mantra] is fulfilled by the words of the spirit master, and its power is determined by the soul consciousness of the spirit master.
How strong is Mi Feixue’s soul consciousness?
She has no awareness of herself.