Chapter 1374 I am very concerned about this interest now!
The Spirit God Clan has become Bei Tinghuang's heart demon. If today, Mingxiu's projected avatar cannot be left behind, Bei Tinghuang may not be able to get rid of the heart demon seed that has been planted in his heart. up.
Beitingjing heard Beitinghuang say "yes", thinking that Beitinghuang was persuaded by Mingxiu, how could he not be impatient? If Bei Tinghuang doesn't do it, then let him do it. Even if it costs him his life, Mingxiu will never be allowed to go back today.
Bei Tinghuang shook her head lightly, and pulled Bei Tingjing back to block her. Seeing this, Bei Tingjing thought he was afraid that he would really attack Mingxiu, so he stopped him, and was a little anxious, "Xiao Jiu, you can't let him go, you will regret it!"
"Yes, Xiao Jiu, let grandpa help you!" Bei Tingqing loves this grandson so much that he loves him to death. He lost his parents, lost his lover, and was bullied and grew up. Bei Tingqing can't wait for all the suffering All back for him.
In the eyes of others, Bei Tinghuang is a very strong young man with great strength. His current status in Central Continent is unmatched. If he waved his arms now, he could almost make people in the entire continent go through life and death for him. . But Bei Tingqing and Bei Tingjing knew in their hearts that Bei Tinghuang was a girl, not a boy!
As he spoke, under the eyes of everyone, under the unbelievable eyes of everyone, Beitinghuang raised Fang Tian's painted halberd high, and a burst of nine-colored flames exploded from Fang Tian's painted halberd, with the momentum of starting a prairie fire , reflecting half of the sky red, and directly wrapping towards the water wave light and shadow, while Fang Tian's painting halberd, at this moment, with a ruthless momentum, killing and cutting, swept across the entire square, fiercely towards Piercing through the water wave light and shadow.
"Xiao Jiu..."
Voices of doubt, pain, and unwillingness finally came out from the package of nine-color flames. The almost mournful cry did not move Bei Tinghuang in the slightest. Divine power surged out of his body again, and nine The colored flames surged from Fang Tian's painted halberd, and it seemed that there was a broken sound coming from the nine-colored flames. The ruthless fierceness of the flames, and the determination of Beitinghuang, at this moment, in everyone's hearts, A deep mark was carved.
The flame seemed to have been burning for a long time in the place where the water, light and shadow were once turbulent, and Bei Tinghuang's face seemed to have turned paler. All the people watched this young man quietly, manipulating this sky-defying flame, and burned a projection clone that descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens to nothingness.
That is a power of the soul. Perhaps, as Ming Xiu said, even if this projection avatar disappears here, Ming Xiu's strength will not be damaged too much. It's the same as when Ming Hong's spiritual power was beheaded by Ming, he would fall into a deep sleep and repair it by absorbing the power of heaven and earth. It will take a while, and it won't kill him.
However, even if it was just a power of soul, Bei Tinghuang would never let him go. The flame gradually extinguished, and finally returned to his body, and the Fang Tian painted halberd also retracted into his palm at the same time. He was still holding a soft sword in his hand, and a pair of ancient well-free eyes, at this time there was a wave of waves, and he muttered to himself, "One day, there will be one day, the spirit gods, Xifeng, you put the Wash your neck, wait for me!"
(end of this chapter)