Ye Luoli: The Master of Seven Emotions and Six Desires

"Ye Luoli's magic, seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and spiritual light!"

Without giving the earthquake time to react, Ai Zhen blinked her right eye, quickly drew a simple magic spell in the air, and slapped it down heavily in the direction of his back.

A pale pink stream of light surrounded him, blooming and revealing at the moment of contact, and continuously penetrated into Earthquake's body.

"Uh, not good..." Quake gritted his teeth and held his head with difficulty, and then his whole body fell to the dark land, raising a cloud of sand and dust.

However, even with such a degree of damage, the earthquake was still unable to escape the control of Ai Zhen's spell. He could only squat in place in pain, muttering to himself in collapse.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Can I hear it?" Ai Zhen curiously moved closer to Quake, pricking up her ears and preparing to listen carefully.

"I..." Quake's pupils were turbid and he spoke subconsciously: "How could I have evil thoughts to hurt such a lovely princess? It is really a heinous crime and requires deep reflection."

"No, this is not my will, I..."

"This is your will!" Ai Zhen covered her mouth and chuckled, joking: "You have gone too far! You actually want to flirt with Qing'er, Qing'er has decided to punish you well!"

"Punishment?" Quake's rough face was filled with a rare confusion.

"That's right." Ai Zhen nodded playfully, a sly beam of light flashed across her eyes, and said with a hint of inducement in her tone: "It's a one-day trip to the imaginary space! Are you happy?"

Before he could recover, Ai Zhen suddenly jumped back, moved her fingertips slightly, and tapped lightly in the direction of the earthquake, which was half kneeling on the ground.

"Ye Luoli's magic, the eye of illusion, banishment!"

As the words fell, the incessant wind calmed down, and a pair of bright and indifferent eyes quietly opened. There seemed to be meteors flashing past, and the ancient planet fell and was reborn, all of which were indescribable in the world.

But in the blink of an eye, white light flashed by, and the earthquake that was trying its best to resist Ai Zhen's mood spell disappeared without a trace, leaving only rubble on the ground to verify his existence just now.

"Goodbye." Ai Zhen waved her hands meaninglessly and said boredly: "I hope you can remember this lesson. Be gentle with girls and don't think about hitting them every day."

Of course, it's best to be gentle with boys.

Otherwise, if there is an accident, the consequences will be difficult to predict.

at this time……

"Thum, thump, thump, thump!"

Heavy footsteps sounded, and along with the sound of metal hitting the ground, a dark red figure stopped behind Ai Zhen, without saying a word for a long time.

"Huh?" Ai Zhen's eyes moved slightly, and after catching a glimpse of the unruly expression and iconic red hair, she first sighed helplessly, and then asked curiously as if she had thought of something. : "You have been watching from the side just now? Why don't you come to support your companions?"

"You also said yes, you finally realized your conscience, don't you want to bully the few if you don't want to play?"

"Hey, don't blame me!" Martial God Ling frowned, put the Powu Painted Halberd on his shoulders, and said dissatisfied: "When did I bully the more and the less? It was obviously an earthquake and he had to do it himself. What does coming in have to do with me?"

"Besides, when you attacked and controlled him just now, didn't I bother you? It was already even!"

"Come on, the next step is our private duel!" Wu Shen Ling pointed the Po Wu painted halberd at Ai Zhen, a red light flashed in his eyes, and his face was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

"Ah?" Ai Zhen was stunned, looking at the serious-looking Martial God Ling, and said uncertainly: "Just to be one-on-one with me, you just gave up rescuing him? Are you so heartless?"

No way? Is this a little too cold?

"Is there any problem?" Wu Shen Ling put his hands on his hips and replied straightforwardly and arrogantly: "He is too much of a hindrance and interrupts my enjoyment of the battle. It is better to leave quickly so as not to waste our time fighting each other again. "

"Losers should not step onto the stage of fighting."

"You..." Ai Zhen's expression was a little subtle.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Wu Shen Ling's outlook on life was a bit strange.

Aren’t the tenth-level Dharma ministers of Muten Pavilion good companions? Why could he say such cold words?

Or is it that the way the ministers of Muten Pavilion get along with each other is actually different from the way the masters of Lingxi Pavilion get along with each other?

Oh, you can’t say that. There is also a character like Li Hui in Lingxi Pavilion, who is even better than the God of War Lingbi. He is just the same. Big brother, don’t laugh at the second brother. In the end, they are just worse than each other.

Thinking of this, Ai Zhen felt relieved.

"Okay, let's get started!" Wu Shen Ling interrupted Ai Zhen's thoughts and said firmly: "I want to defeat you in an upright manner and prove that I am the strongest!"

"Whether it's the past, present, or future!"

"Ah? Do you really want to challenge me to a duel?" Ai Zhen tilted her head and asked in confusion: "But the person just now should be of a higher class than you, right?"

"The ranks of your Makuten Pavilion are all ranked according to strength. He has lost to me, and you still want to come?"

Isn't this just a gift? !

"Nonsense!" Martial God Ling clenched his hand on the Powu Painted Halberd and responded angrily: "Class and everything else are illusory and have no meaning!"

"You don't know how powerful I was!"

"As long as I get out of here and a war that can destroy civilization starts again, I will be the strongest! The strongest!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Ai Zhen shook her head in disapproval, stretched out her index finger and shook it at Wu Shen Ling, and said meaningfully: "Everyone has glorious moments, don't take a moment as eternity."

"No matter how strong you were in the past, you are still young in my opinion!"

Still want to go out? I'll knock your head off!

"Then you try to see if I'm qualified enough to fight you!" Martial God Ling sneered, lifted up the Powu Painted Halberd and waved it hard twice, then sprinted towards Ai Zhen with murderous intent.

"Look at what you said, no one said you were not qualified..." Ai Zhen lowered her eyes slightly, hiding the little smile in her pupils, and the hand hidden behind her back instantly grabbed a fiery love dart from the void. , when Wu Shen Ling was about to approach, he threw it out violently.

"Ye Luoli's magic, joy, anger, sorrow, and love dart!"

A pink light suddenly appeared, and the Love Language Dart split into two, and the two split into three, spinning and leaping in the air, trying to enter the body of the Martial God Ling unexpectedly.

"What?!" Martial God Ling was startled. Relying on his abundant combat experience, he turned somersaults in the air and dodged Ai Zhen's attacks one after another at extremely tricky angles.

"Wow!" Ai Zhen opened her mouth slightly in surprise, couldn't help but clapped her hands in laughter, and exclaimed: "What a skill this young man has!"

"Young man?" Martial God Ling paused, glanced at Ai Zhen strangely, and said provocatively: "Xiao Nizi, don't make a mistake..."

"In terms of experience, I can be your grandfather!"