Chapter 1090 Xu Xiaomo, it's you!
Nan Ling's voice fell, a sound like thunder, reminding everyone in the sea of consciousness that everyone's brains were buzzing at this moment, as if countless needles were being pierced, and they might explode at any time. Even Nan Ling was affected by this kind of spiritual attack, and couldn't help cursing, "Bastard, is this going to destroy Phoenix City? You bastard!"
At this time, even the power of the five god-levels of Huangcheng can't resist a divine sense attack. If you don't stop, you will collapse, at the slightest, you will lose your mind, and at the worst, you will die in Huangquan.
However, if the general **** rank is not very sure, it will never take this kind of attack. After all, the level of a person's spiritual power is not necessarily directly proportional to the divine power. Once the mental power is not as good as that of a person, the consequences will be disastrous.
Mingguang's mental power is so strong that he was famous in the thirty-three days. In addition to his identity, he has never looked down on people from the Central Continent. He used this kind of powerful spiritual power to attack, and there is indeed a reason for it. Huangcheng has no thoughts.
Boo!
"Mingguang, are you crazy? You are not afraid of embarrassing the strong, but you actually attacked some innocent people! Bastard, you are really the Bright King of the Spiritual God Clan in vain."
In Phoenix City, a clear and beautiful voice resounded, and three figures rose from the ground. The one standing in front was a young man wearing fiery red armor. The eyes made Nan Ling feel as if he saw Bei Ting Huang when he saw it, and he felt joy in his heart. And behind her were two silver-armored young men who looked like gods of war, guarding the young man in front of her tightly.
"She is guarded like this, but my Xiaojiu has no one to guard her. All along, she has tried every means to protect the people around her!" Nan Ling sighed in her heart, and she missed Bei Tinghuang more and more.
"Xu Xiaomo, it turned out to be you, and Chifei Chilan, why are you here?" Above the sky, Ming Guang, who had been hit by Xu Xiaomo, was very uncomfortable at this moment. Xu Xiaomo's strength was no less than him, and Xu Xiaomo's attack It was too fierce and too sudden, making it almost impossible for him to fight back. Ming Guang had a gloomy face and sneered, "When did the little princess become a saint and start caring about the lives of these ants?"
Xu Xiaomo looked at the people fleeing for their lives on the ground, her pretty brows were furrowed fiercely, and a burst of anger burned in her eyes. In her right hand, the pawl had already appeared, pointing mercilessly at Mingguang, "Mingguang, How dare you attack my brother's people, today, even if you are Ming Hong's favorite son, your life must be sacrificed here, you bastard!"
Facing the Four Great Masters and Nan Ling, Ming Guang could ridicule and despise him, but at this time, it was Xu Xiaomo who questioned and accused him. Mingguang had no way to perfunctory her. Xu Xiaomo's temper is notoriously bad among the major forces in the thirty-three days. He acts recklessly and is helpless. He has a very awesome father and Xiaofeng Tianyu's uncle who is particularly protective.
(end of this chapter)