Vol 12 Chapter 1153: : Own Fear [Kneel for subscription]

Even after three years of digging stars here, I never knew the rules of magic, and even mastered the rules of magic. Although there are some speculations, people who can really master magic do not exist because they have never used it.
To put it simply, the series of abilities charged by the Magic Legion have exceeded the imagination of the Mining Star. Now seeing the commands of this form of the Magic Legion, it is so powerful. The only thing you can do is to stabilize your spiritual realm, tie your longbow, and fight with it.
With gentle force, the pitch-black spear was gently pulled from the inside of the earth, piercing the earth without splashing any dust. In contrast, there is a psychotic thing: almost transparent space debris, splashed with a spear.
Qingwu shot a flower, piercing the void, but revealed a crack. It is not shaped by spiritual power, but attacked by forces that space itself cannot bear, and cannot be broken down under the pressure of weight.
"Of course, half-elf, you can only do so much." Looking at the crack caused by my carelessness, the owner of the magical object has no sense of doing anything wrong, smiling at the picked stars, with some mercy and some feelings, but this More like a mockery.
"Perhaps, I can only rely on my own words." Don't deny this. I would rather say the current situation and rely mostly on Shi Huang's help to stick to it. If you only pick the stars themselves, they may have been defeated by the rule of evil.
However, "This is not the end. You didn't beat me." Xingxing seemed to say stubbornly, but in fact he only told the truth.
Yes, I have a very strong weapon which is useless, how can you say that you have defeated me?
Even if the spiritual realm is gone, so what? It will not affect my ability to shoot the strongest arrows with this weapon.
Yes, you have your trump card, I have my trump card, you can laugh at me, I can fight back.
It is unrealistic not to require the existence of the astral realm, but to persist in the spiritual realm is to hold one's hand, without more energy to use other forms. In this way, how to face the monster of absolute freedom to rule?
Even the stars of the celestial sphere that deliberately accelerated the collapse of the celestial sphere directly turned a blind eye to the stars in the entire night sky, reaching their own Dantian.
There, the warmth of the spirit brought an object, glanced at the small bow less than ten centimeters, and lay quietly.
Like a sleeping child, waiting for his mother to wake up, gentle and patient. Unfortunately, there is no mother here.
As a result, the consciousness turned, it turned out that the little one, lying quietly in front of the field, fell asleep with memories of all kinds of faces, at that moment came to the collection of stars. As the graph gradually condenses, the size continues to return to normal, and the power gradually increases.
"Okay, okay, okay? What's wrong, Cui Xing? Why did you call me out? I'm sleeping. Huh? Haha, you were defeated by that guy and lost it, hum, I think of me this time. It's useless to me, because such a person can't be defeated, just like a star-catcher mocking a silver bell in his heart.
As for his contempt for Qi Cai's memories and the devil's orders, Xingchen could only smile more helplessly. The evaluation of the colorful memories is entirely based on his own standards, so in his eyes, the devil is really weak and does not deserve any attention.
"Huh? Can I understand that you are only starting to use weapons now?" I saw the colorful star summon a seemingly ordinary longbow, and at the same time the monster in my heart aroused some suspicion, but said calmly on the surface, staring Cycle through the colorful memories. As if he wanted to see with his own eyes what was special about this ordinary longbow. There is no doubt that in this case, what the stars deliberately call cannot be just superficially simple.
However, this is just a futile effort. After all, colorful memories are weapons forbidden by God. Even if we recognize the protagonist, we cannot use the power of terror freely as before, or wait for orders to be placed there. As long as they don't deliberately spit out their own breath, it can definitely be as ordinary as anything in general, ordinary and ordinary can not attract anyone's attention, even the high morality is the same.
Did not answer the magic question, because the stars have no leisure, all the attention, at this moment, recalls the colorful body. Otherwise, even the arrow of judgment that is barely usable will be unusable and will have to be absorbed.
Fortunately, Xing didn't answer what he said just now, but used the most direct body language to tell the other party his answer.
In a standard posture, he pulled up a long bow, pulled up the same colorful white line, vibrated, and the last piece of spiritual space was also broken. On the contrary, the white wings spread out behind them, and the pure white light emitted from the inside.
Disgust, this kind of mood suddenly came from the bottom of my heart, the master born in the heart, lingering and very deep.
It's not to pick the star's disgust, but to emit a strange light at this moment, it should be the ordinary longbow disgust.
I hate it, as if to destroy that thing, not to appear in front of me, let alone feel my own existence.
Even the master himself did not understand why such a strong sense of disgust would come out of his own heart without warning.
But it doesn't matter. We can think of the reason, but now we must do everything we can to destroy the longbow.
So, in the next second, I originally planned to continue to wait for the devil’s order. I held my heart, raised the black flag and spear, and crossed a dark track, leaving behind the remaining magic and unfathomable space cracks. Rush to the stars.
There is no fancy style, but the form itself is an overall style at this moment, and no more style assistance is needed.
All it takes is a little bit of tingling, a slash, a simple action, hit the target once, and then complete destruction.
Its speed is so fast that even if the stars are falling backwards, pulling the distance to leave time behind, even if the fleeting second has passed, the dark armor still clinks in front of the stars.
The Black Flag Lance swayed gently, and while creating space, it was also the most terrifying blade, aiming at the bow of the stars.
It was shrouded in a sacred halo, with an arrow on the string, aimed at the colorful memories of a British longbow ruled by a devil.
From that moment on, the master knew exactly what he hated: fear, fear of what he was born to control, fear of himself.
At first, the distance was not very far, so it could not be seen right away. But now, it's too close.
So close that even the ruler began to wonder, will this end after the Holy Arrow is shot?
It's scary to think of, scary to think of, and scary to think of...The master finally realized that there was no time to think.
At this moment, the hand holding the strings slowly loosened, and the tensioned strings suddenly bounced and stroked at this moment. It was a white and pure sacred arrow. With the acceleration of that moment, it was inevitable by the law of magic. The speed burst out instantly.
A white mans, but wrapped in a dark frame, a part owned by a straight rod, finally passed through.
The flesh was torn apart by space, and the wound that was originally only a few centimeters was simply enlarged to several tens of centimeters.
The open space cracks are the gesture of the winner, wantonly destroying the monster's body control, which is very excessive.
The pain and the emptiness of losing a part of the body came at the same time. The master stared at the big hole in his mouth. He can't believe his perverted armor. I can't believe it cracked.
"How is this possible? How can you break the mysterious ultimate rule and be liked by a deep cultivator. Bow, what is this? Why do you have such a terrible weapon, half-elf, what do you have?" Feel the original magic in you And vitality When the tears in his mouth expanded, it began to drain. Even if he was conscious at the moment, the master would desperately realize that he might not survive: the hole in the arrow is not the end, but just the beginning. The power remaining in the wound is eroding him in a terrible way.
"You are too confident, you shouldn't die." A brief commentary, watching the magic star gradually collapsing and disappearing in front of him, slowly collecting the memories of Wuyanliu. Close your eyes, feel your consciousness disappear, and then suddenly fall from the sky.
Seven hundred forty two, fearless heart
Shocked and frustrated, because this is a spectacular battle. When this unexpected ending appears in front of them without any warning, this is the most unlikely situation to cause consternation at the same time: Half-elf boy, you shot the master! Even if this is a one-on-one battle, even with all the advantages, it is almost impossible.
Especially, when a person sees a demon in power, and the device he uses is not weaker than the power of the spiritual realm, this attitude is almost the king of the earth, and everyone’s expectation is that the digging of the stars will strive for as much as possible time. Don't ask to defeat the opponent, no one would think of the possibility of picking the stars to defeat the demon rule: the spiritual realm is easily destroyed, and normal repairs, where is the possibility of war?
But this half-elf-like diligent accomplished this almost impossible task, shocking everyone who noticed.
"What kind of weapon is that?!!! It's impossible, how can a practitioner in the mysterious realm have such a powerful soul? But other than that, there is no way to explain this scene... "Stabbing the flesh of the enemy in his short escape, almost forgot that he was still in the fiercest moment of the battle, temporarily distracted and lethal. ..
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