Chapter 218
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There was no response from the back, but the silhouette dimmed a little.
But Zhen Xiaoxiao saw that the moment it blurred, a bony hand suddenly stretched out from under the misty robe!
The arm seemed to be wrapped in chains of white bones, but that shriveled bone finger still broke free. It randomly grabbed a flat stone beside it and quickly slashed towards the outside of the cliff!
Boom!
The firmament was torn apart!
Black snow rolled back!
"Demon Shattering Blade!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao couldn't help but blurt out, and at the same time, her eyes widened!
Although it was the same move, this Demon Shattering Blade was on a completely different level of energy compared to the one she had used to send the water of hatred flying and cut the wind-winged snake!
This was the true meaning of Delirium!
The blade wasn't important, it could be a blade with a flick of the hand.
The intent was important. If I want to slash the blue sky, then the firmament will split. If I want to shatter the wind and dust, then the black snow will go crazy!
"Esteemed Master, please accept a bow from your disciple!" Zhen Xiaoxiao quickly knelt down.
Her comprehension was really too strong. Just a glance from afar had given her an additional layer of understanding of the first slash of the Snow Blade Technique.
She had never thought that she would hear such a crisp sound. The misty black shadow stood motionless, only the sound of its sleeves fluttering in the wind. Apart from that, there was no other sound.
She had never thought that she would have the urge to worship a master.
Zhen Xiaoxiao prostrated herself on the ground, and for the first time, her forehead fell heavily on the snow from the bottom of her heart.
Boom boom boom!
The mountain was collapsing, the black shadow dissipated, and the thick black snow and strong wind threw Zhen Xiaoxiao's body out of the thick fog!
"Littly! Littly! "
Small Gruel's urgent call came into Zhen Xiaoxiao's ears. She tried her best to concentrate, and her consciousness finally rushed out of the strange and cold ice, and suddenly opened her eyes!
"What's going on?"
As soon as she came back to her senses, she screamed in surprise, because in the starry sky above her head, a huge spiritual battle had appeared.
The wind was so strong that it almost covered half of the Flying Dragon Temple.
Although she didn't know why, there was a voice in her mind clearly reminding her …
I'm building my foundation!
Damn! Damn! Damn!
What's going on?
After the shock came the shock, and after the shock came the surprise!
Wahahahaha, I became an immortal in my sleep and established my foundation. Does that mean I can go fight Jiu Zimo tomorrow and test my skills?
Just as Zhen Xiaoxiao was laughing happily, Small Gruel's handsome face suddenly came into view.
"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid. I'll help you."
The gentleness between Small Gruel's eyebrows was enchanting. His white teeth were revealed when he smiled. His crow feather-like eyelashes swept across the corners of his eyes, shattering a lake of deep jade.
Then, a heavy and heavy slap ruthlessly smashed onto Zhen Xiaoxiao's infatuated head!
Pa!
The Foundation-building Spiritual Battle was smashed into smithereens, and its momentum suddenly stopped. Although it did not cause any harm to Zhen Xiaoxiao, it caused her Tenth Level Qi Condensation power to drop rapidly.
Tenth Level Qi Condensation, Ninth Level Qi Condensation, Eighth Level Qi Condensation … It only stopped when it reached the edge of Seventh Level Qi Condensation.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's body trembled in disbelief. She never imagined that her dream of challenging the strongest disciple of the Flying Dragon Temple would be shattered in a second!
"What … What are you doing?" She screamed hoarsely.
"It's too fast, not good."
Small Gruel's heart ached as he hugged Zhen Xiaoxiao's forehead, which was red from the slap, and blew on it.
"Why not?"
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