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267 Breaking the Cocoon into a Butterfly

Meng Qi's mind exploded, and before she could think about anything, she subconsciously turned around and left.

However, less than half a second later, a big red light appeared in his afterglow.

Lu Miao's entire eyes turned into a strange scarlet color, and it flowed slightly. Then his five fingers hooked and directly grabbed the latter's neck in an extremely domineering manner, and rushed into the ground hard.

Bang bang bang bang.

Countless dust was blown from south to north on the battlefield of the God and Demon Platform, which was clear at a glance.

"Running?"

The dust dissipated, and Lu Miao stood tall and replaced by an indescribable sarcasm that he stepped on Meng Qi's head.

Meng Qi was trampled in the big pit, her face turned red, obviously she had never suffered such humiliation, and blue veins burst out from her forehead.

The next moment he suddenly smiled strangely, and his whole body began to rot from head to toe. The blood in it turned into countless tiny black snakes, making sharp screams and rushed towards Lu Miao's eyes.

Lu Miao pulled her mouth disdainfully, her pupils slightly turned, and the light surged, and all the black snakes burst into nothingness in an instant.

At the same time, her whole body flickered to the right hundred meters, and a claw was drawn into the void. As the sound of tearing the space sounded, Meng Qi's whole body flew backwards and smashed hard on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A look of anger appeared in Meng Qi's eyes for the first time. She usually played with others in applause, but today she felt helpless.

"I really think I'm afraid you won't do it?"

Meng Qi said gloomyly, and his whole body began to turn into black fog. These black fogs spread across the entire Demon God Platform at an extremely fast speed, surrounding Lu Miao.

In just a moment, everyone could only vaguely see Lu Miao's straight and proud back.

Lu Miao didn't look moved at all, but stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

In less than a moment, the world was dark.

In Lu Miao's eyes, heavy snow filled the wall. A woman with a vicissitudes of face held the girl's hand and seemed to begging for something to others. It was not until the end that the heavy snow gradually weakened that the woman cried with joy and picked up the girl and left the city wall together.

A snowy road started at Lu Miao's feet at some point, and slowly spread to the deepest part of the darkness as the backs of the mother and daughter.

Lu Miao raised her head gently.

An old man with a mighty aura stopped in the air and said coldly: "From today on you, you will be the direct disciple of Situ Nan, would you like to?"

Another man in Taoist uniform in Lotus Crown appeared beside Lu Miao, stretched out his right hand and smiled: "Lu Miao, why are you afraid of other people's eyes? Becoming a Taoist partner with me. From then on, the great way is at your fingertips!"

Familiar figures appeared from the darkness, and the nodes in the choice seemed to have turned into countless mirrors with pictures engraved, scattered around the land seedlings.

At the end, a gentle scholar with a gentle temperament came from a distance, smiled at Lu Miao, and sighed: "Lu Miao, long time no see."

Lu Miao turned his head.

The other mirrors disappeared silently and disappeared into the darkness.

The red light in Lu Miao's pupils slightly condensed, and he smiled and said, "Uncle Bai, long time no see."

The scholar shook his head and said, "The Eyes of the King of Hades are an unknown thing. Although you can open your eyes, it will cause great damage to the cultivation of the Great Dao and should not be used lightly."

"Uncle Bai, please rest assured."

Lu Miao smiled and said, "I'm very happy to see you, but I'll talk about it when I kill this guy."

After the words came, she suddenly looked up at the sky and looked at a certain direction in the black fog, with an indescribable sarcasm, "Have you finished reading?"

The woman who was healing suddenly frowned and shouted: "Get away."

Lu Miao said in a cold voice: "It's too late."

Thunder thunder on the flat ground.

A huge roar came.

An unparalleled spiritual light beam penetrated the entire black fog, rushed straight into the sky, passing by the demons in the wilderness, and flashed away.

A shrill scream sounded, and I saw Meng Qi covering her right arm for some reason with black fog. She ran quickly towards the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the surging fire and thick fog began to surge from the gods and demons platform to the sky.

Everyone looked at each other with their eyes wide open.

The black fog completely dispersed on the stage.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar big red dress reappeared in everyone's sight.

?I saw the woman's martial artist holding her one hand, holding a broken arm in her right hand, and black blood slowly flowing from it to the ground.

"I ran quite fast." Lu Miao said coldly,

It seemed that blood was accidentally floating in her mouth. She spitted her mouth at the ground, threw her broken arm on the ground and stepped into pieces.

After doing all this, she turned and left.

......

The venue was quiet.

Countless people above the wall of the Demon-Suppressing City are strangely silent

The sect practitioners who came from the four continents to watch the competition looked at the back of the woman in the field, and their eyes were filled with shock and shock.

No one would have thought before the game that a female warrior from the abandoned sect, Hanyun Sect, would win in the Age of Savages, in a nearly crushing way, and almost successfully killed Meng Qi, the third in the Ten Thousand Demons Map!

The three words Hanyun Sect gave everyone present an indelible and profound impression for the first time.

Above the demonic energy.

Meng Qi fell into the black fog, quickly swallowed a pill and sat cross-legged and began to heal the wound.

The surging force of the warrior was still shaking and shaking in his body, his face pale, which was in pain, but even so, he stared at the black fog in Taichung, with indescribable anger and confusion.

At that moment, he had clearly amplified his dream ability to the strongest. Any slight wavering of this woman's Taoist heart in those mirrors can be used to drag it into the demon dream he created with absolute control.

It seems to be an understatement, but the risks contained in it exceed any battle between the two.

However, who would have thought that the woman would have no waves in the ancient well of Taoist heart from beginning to end, and would not be affected at all.

In fact, it would be fine if it was just like this. Naturally, he had thousands of other ways. He really thought that the dream technique of the Nightmare group was a way to eat a good meal.

But the strange thing was that the woman's eyes were extremely strange. From beginning to end, it seemed that she could see all his methods completely. As long as she thought about it, she seemed to be able to find his hiding place at any time.

What I was even afraid of is that if I had been a little slower before, I could even be killed on the spot.

This is what he is most angry and puzzled!

The goatee smiled and shook his head and said, "I didn't have to be unwilling to accept it. The woman's pupils of the king of the king were born to see through all the illusions. She could be said to be born to suppress you with such tricks. Even if you change to your ancestor, you can only use your strength to suppress it."

After hearing this, Meng Qi felt much more relieved, nodded and went to heal his wounds with peace of mind.

Seeing this scene, the old man secretly felt relieved.

In this contest, no matter how winning or losing, both sides actually did not have the intention of fighting to the death. After all, no matter whether it is the younger generation in the mainland or the demons who have just grown up, no matter who they have lost, it will be an irreparable loss. Shen Mohuang, who lost the first game of Jiange, or Meng Qi at this moment, as long as the mood is not damaged, it is a great thing.

After all, this competition is not about strength, but about the mind.

Once the five people in front of them take this opportunity to fight, they can almost widen the gap with the rest of them. On the contrary, the same is true for the mainland.

Lu Miao flew back to the wall and slightly signaled to the old blind man and the other four people. The shocked or admiring eyes under the city wall were naturally ignored by her and walked directly into the city.

As Lu Miao walked on the city wall walk, the Hanyun Sect people chased after him, as if they were aware of the sect leader's state of mind at this moment, and they were silent.

Lu Miao stopped, turned around and looked at the old man who was also the deputy leader of Hanyun Sect in the front of the crowd, and said straight to the point: "Lin Xuan, when Mr. Bai left, he said that you had a ulterior motive and wanted to take you away, but I finally let you survive. Do you know why?"

Hearing this, the Hanyun Sect all had a stiff body and did not dare to speak at all. The old man Lin Xuan felt that the disaster was coming and trembled all over and said, "I don't know..."

If Lu Miao was defeated or died in a battle today, then everyone would naturally be happy. He could easily get to that position when he returned to the sect.

However, since the battle just now, his hidden thoughts have been completely cut off, just asking Lu Miao to save his life for so many years. Who would have thought that he would come so quickly? Could it be that Lu Miao would do it directly at this moment?

Lu Miao smiled, but the smiles had an intent to kill the forest that could not be concealed. She smiled and said, "Because I want to tell everyone of Hanyun Sect that even without the help of Uncle Bai, Lu Miao, the entire Hanyun Sect, can still hold it firmly in the palm of his hand. As for some of the secret chess you have made in the sect over the years, and shameful things you have secretly contacted many former enemies of Hanyun Sect. Ask you, do you still think it is useful now?"

Lu Miao smiled again and said, "I'll ask you again, a mere first-class sect leader of Dongshengzhou is really such a temptation. Even if you restore the power of Hanyun Sect at the beginning, what can you do? Who can you look up at the group of people standing on the city wall?"

The deputy sect leader Lin Xuan threw himself into the ground without hesitation, knelt on the ground and said, "I am not as good as pigs and dogs. I am trying to usurp the throne, but I only sect leader spares the old dog's life. From now on, I will go through fire and water for the sect leader!"

Lu Miao didn't say anything.

Everyone behind the old man knelt down.

Everyone said in unison.

"See the Sect Master!"

Lu Miao turned around and left.

Lu Miao felt the expressions behind him, which were as full of fanaticism, admiration and worship as under the wall before, and Lu Miao had no feelings at all.

Since she entered the world of cultivation, she has actually never missed such gazes.

The only difference is that he was just a disciple of Hanyun Sect before, but now he has become a practitioner on the entire continent.

But her cultivation level is destined to get higher and higher in the future. One day, she will take Uncle Bai’s last wish to reach a height that no one in the world has reached.

High above!

The heaven is above!

In this case, what are the uses of these gazes?
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