Chapter 1188
1188. Beating into a Cat 2
"I just said that I don't like this face, it's really annoying!!!" The red-clothed Luoxue was no less pissed off than the white tiger of the beast, and wanted to help out like a troublemaker, but suddenly found herself being pushed away The location seems a bit coincidental.
He lowered his head slightly, showing a smile like a strange uncle, so it was like this...
The divine beast, who was furious again, did not want to have any verbal communication with Feng Qingyue at all.Because, you will be pissed off.
"Roar!"
There was a deafening roar of the tiger, Feng Qingyue stepped lightly, stood in the air, and swiped at the huge tiger's head.Facing this small whip, Bai Hu Phantom's eyes were full of mockery.He casually patted it with his paw, but...
"Ow!"
With a shrill scream, even a phantom was severely drawn out with a bloodstain.Although it was just a phantom, the blood was real, forming a small tan drop by drop, gathering on the ground.
The wound was not hideous, but it was very deep. The wound was clearly burning with pain, but the blood seemed to be freezing, and!Blood flowed continuously, Baihu Phantom looked at his claws, and glared at Feng Qingyue, "What trick?"
"The way to beat you." Although the white tiger phantom stopped, Feng Qingyue didn't stop, and whipped up fiercely again.
The white clothes win the snow, the red whip flashes past, sometimes it is a thread, sometimes it is a rope, hitting the body, but it is clear that the whip is whipped hard.The phantom is not given a chance to dodge at all, and the phantom is so big that it cannot be dodged at all!In front of the small Feng Qingyue, her huge body became a burden instead.
In one go, seven phantoms flashed across Feng Qingyue's body.Monarch rank, seventh rank.And the natal weapon she incorporated was the red thread marriage lock.If it was said that Feng Qingyue couldn't do anything about this kind of phantom without entity, then after becoming a monarch, there would be no problem at all.
The red line marriage lock contains the soul of a person, that is, spiritual power. Through this, she and Jun Suixin can feel each other. After becoming a king, she can use this ability as she likes. flatter.Generally speaking, this kind of mental power has similar effects to coercion, but it is even more difficult to use.
Super strong mental strength, flexible dodging speed, magical red whip, while beating that phantom with black and blue bruises, Feng Qingyue was unscathed, and the mottled blood on his body made the white tiger look extremely scary, roaring angrily , "You pissed me off, ho!"
"In my name, call your life! Enlightenment."
The strong wind whizzed past, and the head of the huge [-]-meter tiger, which had its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes. The menacing gaze made people startled.
A man with a height of three meters, long golden hair in the shape of big waves and long ankles, eyes blue like the sky, wearing a crown on his head, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, only the golden body The gorgeous clothes, stained with shocking blood, let people know that he is the tiger from before.
The man's face was majestic and stern. At this moment, a pair of tiger eyes stared at Feng Qingyue intently, as if he wanted to pierce him through a hole.
He grabbed it casually, as if even the space was caught in his hands, and the majestic voice resounded, "The domain of beasts!"
He lowered his head slightly, showing a smile like a strange uncle, so it was like this...
The divine beast, who was furious again, did not want to have any verbal communication with Feng Qingyue at all.Because, you will be pissed off.
"Roar!"
There was a deafening roar of the tiger, Feng Qingyue stepped lightly, stood in the air, and swiped at the huge tiger's head.Facing this small whip, Bai Hu Phantom's eyes were full of mockery.He casually patted it with his paw, but...
"Ow!"
With a shrill scream, even a phantom was severely drawn out with a bloodstain.Although it was just a phantom, the blood was real, forming a small tan drop by drop, gathering on the ground.
The wound was not hideous, but it was very deep. The wound was clearly burning with pain, but the blood seemed to be freezing, and!Blood flowed continuously, Baihu Phantom looked at his claws, and glared at Feng Qingyue, "What trick?"
"The way to beat you." Although the white tiger phantom stopped, Feng Qingyue didn't stop, and whipped up fiercely again.
The white clothes win the snow, the red whip flashes past, sometimes it is a thread, sometimes it is a rope, hitting the body, but it is clear that the whip is whipped hard.The phantom is not given a chance to dodge at all, and the phantom is so big that it cannot be dodged at all!In front of the small Feng Qingyue, her huge body became a burden instead.
In one go, seven phantoms flashed across Feng Qingyue's body.Monarch rank, seventh rank.And the natal weapon she incorporated was the red thread marriage lock.If it was said that Feng Qingyue couldn't do anything about this kind of phantom without entity, then after becoming a monarch, there would be no problem at all.
The red line marriage lock contains the soul of a person, that is, spiritual power. Through this, she and Jun Suixin can feel each other. After becoming a king, she can use this ability as she likes. flatter.Generally speaking, this kind of mental power has similar effects to coercion, but it is even more difficult to use.
Super strong mental strength, flexible dodging speed, magical red whip, while beating that phantom with black and blue bruises, Feng Qingyue was unscathed, and the mottled blood on his body made the white tiger look extremely scary, roaring angrily , "You pissed me off, ho!"
"In my name, call your life! Enlightenment."
The strong wind whizzed past, and the head of the huge [-]-meter tiger, which had its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes. The menacing gaze made people startled.
A man with a height of three meters, long golden hair in the shape of big waves and long ankles, eyes blue like the sky, wearing a crown on his head, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, only the golden body The gorgeous clothes, stained with shocking blood, let people know that he is the tiger from before.
The man's face was majestic and stern. At this moment, a pair of tiger eyes stared at Feng Qingyue intently, as if he wanted to pierce him through a hole.
He grabbed it casually, as if even the space was caught in his hands, and the majestic voice resounded, "The domain of beasts!"