Chapter 162 I'm growing up

Angels and demons practice similarly. Demons have demons’ decisive decisiveness, and angels have divine secrets.

Whether it is the Demon Skill or the Divine Skill, there is one unique feature, that is, different individual practices will have different effects.

For example, Lu Cheng, when he came into contact with the Demon Art, the ability that he prolonged was clone, a unique clone ability. His clone's mind was independent and inherited part of his personality.

And Kabaili, the effect of practicing the magic technique is like her sister. Unlike others, she does not have any very unique special abilities, only the pure power of an angel.

This pure power that drives all things will be constantly amplified as their mood changes, until the heart that trembles by emotions drives it to exert its power beyond its limits.

At this moment, all the inner aggrievances and the powerless encounters that Kabali had in her heart were gathered on this punch.

This punch was unstoppable and echoed in the current predicament.

In the distant battlefield, Lu Cheng cut through waves of swords with his sword, sweeping away the sneak attacker who suddenly rushed in front of him.

When the visitor saw that the situation was wrong, he turned into a gust of wind and left the battlefield. The blocking wind that was blowing invisibly did not have any impact on him.

Wufeng, who faintly heard a "cut" sound of contempt, curled his lips and looked at Lu Cheng with his eyes saying: "I can't blame me, I've just broken through for a while."

But Lu Cheng smiled slightly and waved his sword blade, and the white sword blade shone in the moonlight.

In everyone's perception, a gentle but gentle light lit up behind him, which attracted everyone's attention for a while.

Just because everyone has never felt such a soft light, it feels like a world of difference from the light element they use.

The light in the dark night is like a bear and fire floating in the strong wind,

Swaying,

Swinging,

It's so eye-catching.

This is under the broken mirror, escape from desperate situation, and the light of hope burning out from the darkness

The A-level magician's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were filled with an incredible emotion.

He pushed the space, trying to escape from the place with his last power, but the space seemed to be slowed down, as if waiting for the arrival of the fist.

"You guys can't even be called bastards."

"Why? Why do you want something you want with something that others say has been standing upright for the rest of your life!!!"

The petite figure in the night roared and swung the punch with all his strength.

Knowing that I'm going to die,

The A-level magician gave up his final resistance and quietly welcomed the upcoming death, and smiled bitterly: "Isn't this the world?"

"The world is the prey of the weak"

“Just tonight.”

"If we win, in the eyes of the world, we will be justice. The true history will eventually be buried in the long river. Who cares whether the story is true or false?"

These words did not stop the girl from being unable to stop the fist.

To this day, her heart is not as easy to shake as she first entered the mortal world.

This is the power that Lu Cheng brought to her.

It is also the warmth that everyone brings to her, the joy of living that only needs to be based on one's own ideas.

All of this,

Finally it turned into power and hit the A-level space magician straight in the face.

In the eyes of everyone in the royal court sighing, the A-level magician was knocked out of the platform above the city wall by the punch, and smashed heavily on the ground, trapped in the ground, trampled by passing players and soldiers, and no longer heard any more.

The first victim of the upper battlefield appears tonight.

Dead in the hands of Gabriel.

Jiabaili, who had exhausted all her strength, was trembling slightly at this time, and it was her own hands that she had lost her life in her hands.

But he raised his head and turned his thoughts and eyes to the battlefield.

In the sound of the battlefield, people are on the rise and the horses are overturned, and everyone is facing each other

Roaring,

The sound of fighting,

The explosion of fire,

The sound of cold soldiers meeting each other,

The miserable looks were shocking, and blood surged on my head as if it could dilute everything, and all that was left was the tumbling touch of blood and energy.

Kabaili glanced at the back again.

At this moment, the people who entered the city were all red-eyed. When they heard that they broke into the room, they were not concerned about the identity of a nobleman, and they were not concerned about the wool first. They were just chopping them when they saw it. Anyway, they were all people who committed many evil deeds.

This is the only thought left in the minds of those players at this time.

"If you want to be a qualified angel, you still have a lot to face. If you really get that day, I hope you can face it calmly in your heart."

"Only by experiencing life and death can we understand the value of life better, and my sister."

My sister's words echoed in my ears.

In the city gate, I saw those innocent people, who were even holding their children in my arms, and the scene of ordinary death before the city gate was vivid in my mind.

The sounds of longing for help, those sounds she had never heard of, kept gathering together.

Kabaili's eyes became firmer, and her little hands were clenched into fists, because the punch just now, the originally white and tender skin on her hands had turned red.

"Now I understand a little, sister."

"I've grown up."

"I have someone I like and what I want to do."

"But my strength alone is not enough."

In reality, the little man close to Lu Cheng trembled slightly, and his small eyebrows spread out with his eyelids.

Jiabaili glanced at Lu Cheng for the last time, and then she was reluctant to gently drill out of his warm arms.

Put on slippers,

Run straight out the door,

Her power alone is not enough. She wants to seek help, and she has everyone.

Lu Cheng said that this is not a game. Since he can take me in without using the game helmet, then I can do it too. I can take people in directly!

"Vinai!Vinai!"

"Rafael!"

"Satania!!!"

At that time, there was another battlefield.

"fool."

Lu Cheng's eyes fluctuated, and there was a lot of sighs.

"Why do you have to bear this? Just leave it to me? Do you know that I can't bear it anymore and lose it, Kabali," he murmured to himself.

But no matter what, as he promised before, he supported all Xiao Baili's choices.

Because this is what she wants to do.

At this moment, except for another opposition, who is known as the oldest S-class strongman in the royal court, and the elder who is regarded as the imperial teacher of the royal court has not arrived yet, all the superiors of the royal court have arrived.

I don’t have an outside S-level appearance to watch the show. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t want to face Wang Ting’s tacit understanding or why.

But at this time, Lu Cheng was in a good state. He led the way and then took all his strength. Even if the temporary physical strength was limited, it would be enough to instantly sprinkle two S-level blood on Changdi.

The absent S-class Supreme was in the courtyard where the spiritual grass and spirit flowers were cultivated in the palace, sitting cross-legged on the ground, facing the new king.

Next to him were dozens of black scepters, which were inserted into the ground in a random manner.

Looking up from afar, these scepters were pitch black all over, like a burnt iron rod, inserted into the ground without any effect.

Only in the middle of the scepter, the white-haired old man with a white beard can feel the silence that is pitch black and empty, which is so empty that everything is isolated from all light.

This silence trapped it in place and was isolated from the world.
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