Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Meisha's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. Her narrow and beautiful eyes were fixed on the Bagua in the air that exuded powerful majesty, and a deep fear welled up in her eyes.

"Damn it, what is this?" she cursed through gnashing teeth.

"How come I've never heard of a person with such strange power hiding beside Fu Ling'er? Who is he?"

I saw the wheel of Bagua rotating slowly, Wanqi Yuan controlled the Bagua to release its power, at this time the dark power was of the greatest help to him.

Therefore, the Bagua was continuously emitting thick black light, which was the legendary dark divine power. This mysterious and strange but powerful force made Meisha feel unprecedented pressure and fear.

"This... is this the legendary dark power?" Meisha widened her eyes, looking at the surging dark power in disbelief. She had never seen a cultivator with dark power in her life, but she had heard of the mysterious power of the dark system. Dark power is a kind of power that all cultivators want to have but are afraid to have. It can devour and assimilate the power of all spiritual roots.

Therefore, in the God Realm, if a dark-type cultivator appears, if one cannot control the person, then one must strangle the person in the cradle. This is the love-hate mentality of all cultivators in the God Realm towards dark-type spiritual root cultivators.

Just now, Meisha saw the surge of dark divine power. She didn't believe in evil and tried her best to release her ultimate move. The terrifying blow with 80% of the attack power rushed towards the target.

However, the moment this powerful energy came into contact with the Bagua diagram, it was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, without even causing a ripple.

What made Meisha even more angry and crazy was that Wanqi Yuan, whom she originally wanted to attack, was standing there unharmed, without any signs of injury on his body. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile, as if he was laughing at Meisha's overestimation of her own abilities.

"hateful,"

Meisha was so angry that she was shaking all over. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deeply into her palms, and blood flowed down her fingertips, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

"Besides, maintaining such a large-scale defense and attack requires a strong divine power. I don't believe how long you can hold on."

Next, Meisha was shameless as expected and started a crazy attack mode. As long as her attack speed was faster than the speed at which the dark divine power was absorbed, she would have a chance to defeat Wanqi Yuan.

Wanqi Yuan's current situation was just as Meisha had said. In order to maintain the continuous attack of the Bagua diagram, he indeed needed extremely powerful divine power as support.

After a period of hard training, he had successfully advanced to the realm of God King. But even so, facing such a powerful attack, the time he could hold out was longer than before, but it still seemed a little stretched.

On the other hand, Meisha's cultivation was originally two levels higher than Wanqiyuan's. Because of this, although the divine power consumed by her every attack was not easy, it was still better than Wanqiyuan's.

Just as Wanqi Yuan was gradually losing strength and seemed about to collapse, a beautiful figure came rushing over like lightning - it was Fu Ling'er.

She exuded a murderous aura, like a killing god descending from the sky. She held the mysterious God-killing Sword tightly in her hand, and the sword was shining coldly.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Ling'er rushed forward and without saying a word, launched a fierce attack on Mei Sha like a storm.

For a moment, the only sounds were the constant "ping-pong-pong" sounds, and the flashes of swords and sabers were dazzling. Only two ghostly afterimages were left in the field, interweaving and difficult to distinguish.

Wanqi Yuan retracted his double blades and quickly recovered his strength, but his eyes never left the two intertwined red and black afterimages.

At this time, with the help of Feifei, the friends killed all the men in black. There was no time to clean up the battlefield, and they all watched the two people fighting nervously.

Because of their contractual relationship with Fu Ling'er, they could feel more clearly that although Sister Ling'er's divine power was seriously depleted, her spirit was still full. A strong aura supported her, making her look a hundred times more energetic.

Meisha was in great pain at this time. She was forced to take on Fu Ling'er's continuous attacks. The speed, the force, and the unconventional moves made her overwhelmed.

She finally understood why the Ghost Demon Pavilion of the Fifth Heaven was destroyed so quickly. With such a powerful enemy, it would be strange if they were undefeated.

"what,"

Just when Mei Sha's mind was in a mess, Fu Ling'er cut a deep bloody mark on his arm again.

The blood gushed out violently, making the already bloody Meisha even worse. Meisha made a feint and took the opportunity to retreat a few feet.

Fu Ling'er's continuous and intensive attacks almost exhausted Mei Sha.

She was panting heavily, and her sinister eyes seemed to have thousands of flying knives, shooting straight at Fu Ling'er. She pressed the wound that was bleeding profusely, and looked at the God-killing Sword in Fu Ling'er's hand with hatred and coldness.

She knew there was something strange about the sword, because she had countless wounds on her body, but all of them were bleeding. She had taken the hemostatic pill for a while, but the wounds not only did not heal, but the blood was bleeding faster.

She realized that if she continued like this, she would definitely bleed to death.

How to do?

Want to escape? But... I don't want to!

Fu Ling'er saw the gleam in Meisha's eyes, but no matter what she was planning, she would not leave alive today.

Say it's too late, then it's fast,

Fu Ling'er rushed forward with the sword raised like lightning, followed by a series of fierce attacks, which made the charming killer so busy that he couldn't defend himself.

Fu Linger continued with all her might, pursuing the victory, and the sword of the God-killing Sword in her hand left an afterimage.

"Clang,"

"Clang," the long sword with countless gaps fell to the ground and hit the gravel, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Meisha's bloody hand holding the sword was trembling constantly, and blood from his five fingers dripped onto the ground, creating blood flowers.

"I lost, hahahaha, I lost. I never thought that I, the dignified Meisha, the top trump card of the Ghost Demon Pavilion, would be defeated by a bitch like you. Hahahaha, I am unwilling to accept it. I don't accept it... hahahaha I don't accept it... Even if you can defeat me, what can it do? I still have... uh,"

A whistling sound flashed by, and the black blade spun back into Wanqi Yuan's hand without a trace of blood.

However, Meisha's head was rolling, and was blocked by a stone. The head shook and stopped.

But the look of astonishment on her face and her wide-open eyes showed that she would die with her eyes open.