"It’s my turn," Qin Jing raised his hand and said coldly.
"Armored oversoul!"
The red virtual shadow flashed behind Qin Jing, and Qin Jing’s body quickly condensed out bloody crystals, which were tied to him like armor.
At different stages, the elf fire showed different forces and became Qin Jing’s spiritual light. After the armor was melted, the blood crystal flowed around Qin Jing like a liquid. Every piece of armor seemed to come alive and formed publicity wings behind Qin Jing. At the same time, Qin Jingyang started to raise his black wings and two pairs of wings flapped like a four-winged angel. Qin Jing made him a fourth-order power for the first time after he was in Morgana.
"Was turned into a fit? You, you are playing … "Replica Qin Jing sarcastic remarks haven’t finished yet, and a great impact violently hit the black body of Xu Zuo.
Like lava, the temperature exploded completely, and the bloody flame with a number of runes went straight into the black body.
Qin Jing looks like a huge fireball, but the color in his eyes, sharingan, makes him look like ice
(The power of elf fire directly burns the soul flame. If you hide in the depths of the sea of knowledge, the demon may still be there to follow. You actually turned it into a weapon …)
Qin Jing did not move. Suddenly, the right hand lifted the color of the giant sword and a handle turned into colorful light, which blocked the male with a black sword in his right hand.
The huge anti-shock force of the two swords will fend off the blade at the same time, but Qin Jing, the replica in the male, will not give up, and his right hand will lift ten fists and swords to make a virtual shadow and cut it off again.
"A moment’s sword chop!"
Although Qin Jing didn’t fix the truth, the five-element sword was a magic weapon with the same life as his mind. The thought of colorful light just changed, but the five-color sword shadow was suddenly cut in the same place as the ten boxing swords!
After all this, Qin Jing didn’t loosen his breath, but looked dignified, because the ten swords didn’t break, and even the five swords didn’t even have a trace.
Is the quality gap too big? )
"Hey, it’s not a good thing to be distracted during the battle …" The replica Qin Jing unhurriedly reached Qin Jing’s ear, only to find that instead of achieving the expected effect, he was forced by an unknown black flame.
"You can easily break my assistant with this soul-burning flame?" Replica Qin Jing got up from the impact just now and patted the dust on his body. "The so-called mutual help means that water can put out the fire relatively, but the fire is too big, but it can evaporate the water in turn …"
"You and I must assist men is my own demons? That can pollute all the evils in the world! "
"Pollution all evil? What do you mean? "
"The Holy Grail in the story of fae in the Moon World … you don’t even know this." Replica Qin Jing said that he didn’t continue to attack, but instead explained it like a teacher. "After controlling the demons, I have been looking for the ten boxing swords and ruler mirrors. Because the body of the man was too fragile, our team entered the Moon World by chance, where the man had swallowed up the holy grail evil … that was all the worse in the world … and finally the man had to be assisted became the most so now.
"Replica Zheng Zha black flame represents anger and despair, while my black flame is the dirty consciousness of all things in the world … it erodes everything … after talking so much, your elf fire field seems a little untenable …" Replica Qin Jing suddenly turned to a slight smile.
Qin Jing’s look changed, and he discovered that both the golden rune and the bloody flame were stained with a little gray, which was constantly changing with the continuous contact with the black flame.
"Damn the five elements, the sword will rise in an instant!"
Qin Jingyin definitely pinched five long swords and suddenly taxied. At the same time, a five-color halo seemed to be superimposed on the elf fire, and the flame swayed to resist the black flame erosion.
"Is the dual domain superimposed?" Replica Qin Jing suddenly raised his head to reveal his sharingan.
It’s when I look at Qin Jing, I feel that everything around me falls back sharply.
The quiet night is like a dark curtain, the sky is full of shadows, the roads are dim and the lights are dim … Everything disappears in front of us.
In the end, his body was pulled so long that he gradually turned into a black line that he couldn’t see his head.
"Harle ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
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(Where is this …)
Qin Jing walked slowly on the road.
Low and uneven road
The road is littered with weeds.
Surrounded by abandoned roads and abandoned vehicles.
There is no pedestrian on the road.
(Where is this …)
Qin Jing felt like there was a fog in front of him, but there was no way to clear this fog.
(Who am I …)
"Brother, smoke a cigarette" suddenly a voice came out from the front. In such a deserted place, it was like a horn to clear Qin Jing’s eyes of the fog.
In front of him is a long, big river with a collapsed steel bridge. A man is sitting on a broken cliff by the river and handing him a cigarette.
The man dressed in black and jeans looks very ordinary, but his face has several scars that look extremely ferocious, but he doesn’t know what. When Qin Jing saw the man laughing, he found that he had calmed down unconsciously and his memory began to roll out.
(I’m Qin Jing …)
(So you are …)
Jason?’ (After thinking about it, I still think we should write out the power of Harle …)
Chapter 16 Fight separately (6)
Qin Jing didn’t speak, but silently walked and took the cigarette and sat side by side beside Jason. From time to time, gravel fell into the river and was swept into the deepest part of the water.
Both of them smoked silently and didn’t speak until the ash burned to the cigarette holder. Jason just flicked off his hand and said with a smile, "The Lord God’s smoke is just different."
Looking at Jason, Qin Jing was silent for a while, and he also got up in the same way. Looking at the scarred face, he smiled brightly and suddenly a feeling of remorse and irritability floated to his heart.
"It seems that you still haven’t made up your mind." Zhang Jiexiao smiled. "Everything will sometimes be you, although I hate it …"
(It turns out that I have fought Jason, next to the bridge from Manhattan to Brooklyn … and I won in the end …)
At the same time that Qin Jing’s thoughts were flowing, Zhang Jie’s body began to show black burnt marks. His hand seemed to be broken and half-ridden, and blood flowed from his mouth. The dirty loss seemed to make him difficult to talk with a severe cough.
But when all this happened at the same time in front of Qin Jing, Qin Jing suddenly felt as if it had happened long ago. He looked down at himself with blood, and the blood in his right hand flowed from his fingers and dripped into the soil, dyeing the ground brown.
That feeling of boredom and pity is getting stronger and stronger. Qin Jing said in a low voice, "I’m sorry, but I have to live …"
This sentence is very small. Jason doesn’t seem to hear him slowly fall to the eaves against a fracture next to him. "Brother, I don’t think I can smoke such a good cigarette after handing me the last cigarette."
Jason’s right hand was half hidden in his sleeve, and no one saw that his hand was holding a short knife.
Qin Jing nodded and walked over. He put one hand in his pocket and the other hand on Jason’s shoulder.
And then …
A sharp knife pierced the body sound.
"What?" Surprisingly, it turned out to be Jason. His right hand was countered by Qin Jing, and the short knife was so violently stabbed into his body. Qin Jing backhand twisted the short knife and made a cracking sound. Jason spit out the bloody foam. He suddenly laughed. "What you said turned out to be false is really good acting …"
"Of course," Qin Jing nodded naturally. "If you don’t play well, how can you fool me?"
Qin Jing’s voice fell before his eyes, and the person suddenly changed his appearance. It turned out to be a replica Qin Jing.
But the short knife didn’t disappear, and the blood in Qin Jing’s mouth didn’t disappear. He held the blade in his left hand and said strangely, "How is that possible? You can’t see through my illusion."
"Have you ever thought about any copy that you will not remember before entering the Lord God?" Qin Jing suddenly asked the replica such a question.
"What?" Replica asked in a dumb voice. Although he has been restrained now, he looks excited.
"Because my heart can’t even see through the Lord God," Qin Jing said word by word. "Even if you have the illusion comparable to Harle, there is no way to create memories in my heart …"
"This illusion is my own …"
"What did you say? ！”