Quick travel system: the villain is a female supporting role

Chapter 334 The Daughter of the Sea (35)

Ming Tu stood beside him, although he said regretful words, his expression was calm: "In a few days, the little old man can't bear it anymore!"

The self-confidence in the eyebrows and eyes did not seem to be fake, Jian Ming glanced at him, but understood his thoughts in her heart.When it comes to believers, the Temple of Light is the champion, but if they fight desperately, they will win completely.Each has its strengths and weaknesses, but it is obvious that the Pope of Light cannot withstand the filling of human life.

It is absolutely true that desire is original sin!

The war in Luodian Continent has been under control for nearly ten days, and several demigods have also tried it a few times. The number of demigods in the Temple of Light is a few more, but top fighters like the Pope There is only one power, but with the guardian circle of the Temple of Light, it can barely match the joint hands of Ming Tu and the Lord of the Dark Temple.

"The Spear of Judgment!"

With a sharp shout, white light suddenly burst from the opponent's palm, and the silver-white phantom of the Spear of Judgment according to ancient legends loomed in midair, exuding an aura that would destroy heaven and earth.Jian Ming's expression changed immediately, she backed away quickly, chanted a mantra silently, formed seals with her hands, and cast absolute protection.There is no doubt about the powerful attack of the summoning of the super artifact, even if it is just a phantom, there is still a huge price to pay, and the opponent is determined to fight for his life.

Although Jian Ming was sure that she would not die, she was not guaranteed to escape completely. A large amount of energy was lost, and her complexion suddenly turned pale.At this moment, a loud shout, and a hand with clear fingers ignited the light in her eyes.

"Hold my hand!"

Mishus suddenly appeared by his side, holding the ghost lamp with a gray light in his left hand, Jian Ming's eyes moved for a moment, and he held his hand without hesitation, injecting energy into the ghost lamp.A thin layer of gray mask, which looks transparent and crumbling, is actually many times stronger than Jian Ming's absolute protection.The silver-white spear carved with complicated patterns on the outside rushed straight towards it with the momentum of thunder. The sharp sound of the collision and friction between the spear tip and the protective cover resounded through the audience, causing many fighters below to roll over with their heads in their arms.

The confrontation between silver and gray has attracted almost everyone's attention. A person's power is no match for the combined power of two same levels. The silver-white Judgment Spear is constantly being consumed, and the phantom is getting weaker and weaker.Jian Ming's pupils shrank, and he let go of his hand decisively, holding the black long sword, and at the same time, a very sharp and clear long whistle came from his throat.

"what!"

The sonic attack that directly hit the soul made the Great Elder of the Guangming Temple, who was already in danger and barely supported, screamed and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.At this moment, Jian Ming's eyes sharpened, and he rushed forward without hesitation, raised his sword and dropped it, a big head leaped up, and finally hit the ground heavily, rolled a few more times, stained with bruises. The bloody and filthy dust, and the pair of wide-eyed eyes are particularly conspicuous in the smudges on the face.

"Chris!"

Not far away could be heard the hoarse wailing of the Pope Guangming, and Ming Tu and the two immediately took advantage of this opportunity to intensify and speed up their attacks, causing him to suffer a lot.Jian Ming glanced at the Pope Guangming who lost his composure for a moment before regaining his composure, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"Thank you very much this time!" Back to Mishus, Jian Ming sincerely thanked her. If it wasn't for Mishus just now, she would have been injured anyway, let alone beheading the Pope who has been with the Pope for thousands of years. Ji, the Great Elder who continued the glory of the Temple of Light together.

At this moment, Mishus has taken back the ghost lamp and replaced it with his convenient weapon. Hearing Jian Ming's words, he couldn't help but smile: "Not to mention that we are friends, we should be allies."

"Not everyone takes it as a responsibility. Anyway, I have to thank you. I'll treat you to dinner after this game is over!" Jian Ming smiled briskly. Feiyang: "Take it easy, don't capsize in the gutter!"

As she said that, Jian Ming looked at the indignant and obviously rising atmosphere of the people in the Temple of Light, her eyes were cold and hard.

Human life is like a mustard, even if you are famous in life, you will be turned into a pile of loess after death.The body of the Great Elder of the Temple of Light fell on the bloody ground, and no one paid any attention to it. After all, once you stop on the battlefield, the only outcome you have to wait for is death. The enemy will not come to treat you with friendship.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red with a beautiful and poignant color, and the two sides who were fighting inextricably began to retreat independently. This is the tacit understanding these days.

"Jane, I'll see you later." Mitheus shook his bloody black robe, frowned, with an unbearable look on his face.

Jian Ming raised her eyebrows noncommittally, the smell mixed with various smells at the end of her nose was very unpleasant, she frowned, made a gesture, and then walked towards the residence at a faster pace.Even though the robe still looked hurried, but thinking of everything on the battlefield, she felt that she had to change and wash.

"I'm back." Ming Tu came back earlier than Jian Ming, and now she has bathed, and there are still a few drops of translucent water hanging on the end of her hair, with a wet feeling, it seems that there are more human fireworks.

Jian Ming nodded calmly, then hurried to the bathroom, she always felt the rotten smell lingering in her body, which was a bit unbearable.

"Wash your hands clean!" Ming Tu looked at her back, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were darkened with displeasure, and exuded a gloomy and cold aura, he pursed his lips, still before Jian Ming's back disappeared At that time, he said something coldly.He saw the scene on the battlefield clearly, and even his eyes were stung a lot. Thinking of the two of them holding hands against the enemy with a tacit understanding, he felt unhappy anyway.

In Ming Tu's mind, the moment he said that sentence, Jian Ming guessed it, she curled her lips in disdain, a little speechless.If it was said that the other party was jealous, she would rather think that it was because she got into the drama too deeply, and got into a dead end for a while.

The Luodian Continent at night is different from the prosperous and prosperous scene in the past, but it is also full of feasting and feasting.

The war is ruthless, except for the regiment with strict rules and regulations, many people believe in the belief of drinking today, especially the dark side who has always acted recklessly.

The lights created by the magic circle had a faint yellow color, and on the high platform of the bar were two purely physical fights of men in conflict, surrounded by a large circle of applauding onlookers.Mishus sat lazily on a sofa, held a glass of dark red wine, took a sip from time to time, and watched this wonderful scene with interest.Glancing at the familiar figure at the door from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, but when he saw the person beside her, he couldn't help cursing fiercely.

"Misius." Jian Ming glanced around, and then turned her eyes to the person who was sitting in a very different posture, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "There are many people, don't you mind?"

(End of this chapter)