Chapter 177 Mu Qingge Is Not a Waste (11)

Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, shook her head and refused: "I can't go."

Gu Ya frowned and said solemnly, "You are joking with your life."

Mu Qingge suddenly raised her lips and smiled: "Isn't there you? After I let go, can you take me away again?"

Lonely Cliff was speechless.

Mu Qingge's stubbornness made him feel powerless.

But what can he do?

As a result, he could only vent the suffocation in his heart on the beasts.

Originally, he appeared abruptly, making the spirit beast with some thinking faintly alert. Of course, he suddenly started killing, but the group of beasts became angry and rushed towards him desperately, wanting to tear him apart.

With Gu Ya attracting the attention of the beasts from the front, the pressure on Mu Qingge dropped sharply. She was concentrated, the green spiritual power in her hand was covered like a veil.

Boom boom boom!

The thunder fell, Mu Qingge raised her head, and her ink hair flew.

"Thousands of Thunders—!"

As soon as her voice fell, countless snake-like electric currents fell from the dark clouds and smashed into the herd.

hoo-hoo-!

ooh ooh-!

The group of beasts struck by the lightning let out a painful neigh, and some even died before they had time to hum.

This shocking scene shocked the humans on this side of the city wall.

In the extreme picture that seemed to destroy the world, their eyes were locked on the flaming red clothes.

After the blow, Mu Qingge's face suddenly turned pale. His lips also lost their blood.

Gu Ya appeared beside her in an instant, reminding her, but she couldn't hide her surprise in her eyes: "You are exhausted to launch such a large-scale Thousand Thunder Judgment, and you can't take any more shots. I will take you away!"

Mu Qingge shook her head slowly, and said with her tightly pursed lips, "I can do it again!" How could they give up attacking Yicheng?

As soon as she finished speaking, she once again gathered the remaining spiritual power in her body and launched a high-level martial skill of the sky-thousand thunderbolt!

The electric snake fell suddenly, but the scale was much smaller than the first time.

The ice cold in Mu Qingge's eyes did not retreat, his hands were wrapped in electricity, and he clenched his fists and swung out.

Without spiritual power, she still has supernatural powers! She couldn't believe that these beasts couldn't be beaten!

...

Deep in the Qinling Mountains, the most central area.

It was supposed to be a paradise for beasts, but at this moment, there was not a single spirit beast in sight, not even a breath.

In the depths of a cave, suddenly came a surprised 'Huh? ’

Another voice asked, "What's wrong?"

At first, the voice said in surprise: "In this lower realm third-class country, there are people who can possess heaven-level martial arts."

"What's so strange about this? Heaven-level martial arts are rare here, but they are not absent. Maybe it's just a coincidence." The voice said indifferently.

Suddenly, the man said again: "No! I seem to smell the scent of Linggen."

"What are you kidding? There will be spiritual roots in some broken places? Knowing that your treasure hunt with your nose works, let's not delay. Drive the beasts out, if the delay is too long, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of other parties. At that time, I don't even know if this treasure belongs to you or me."

The voice fell silent.

On the edge of Qinling Mountains, outside Yicheng, Mu Qingge used the last bit of strength to kill a spirit beast of the same rank as her, and her entire body fell down.

The group of beasts had already fallen into panic, but they still attacked Mu Qingge.

It seems that only killing the people in front of them can relieve their fears.

At the moment, Lonely Cliff was also entangled by many spirit beasts, unable to arrive immediately.

Under the crisis, Mu Qingge only felt the slaughtering energy attacking him, and he almost slashed himself with a thousand swords!

Just as she was about to touch the ground, she suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

That warm feeling, like the early sun shining, dazzlingly white, wrapped her in it, and no one could hurt her.

"Xiao Ge'er, you're not good again!" A familiar voice came from his ear, and there were bursts of strange fragrance.

For some reason, after hearing this voice, Mu Qingge suddenly felt relaxed and fell asleep in his arms...