Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3353: Cangshui artifact! Fight back!

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No way!

A Xuan hasn't gotten out of the so-called dark formation yet!

She definitely can't let the dark palace succeed!

At least, until A Xuan comes back!

Ye Qing dropped her slender fingers and tightened them.

The narrow, half-squinted eyes are full of cold light.

The profound energy mobilized in Xuanxin Jade quickly filled the whole body.

Immediately, her powerless right hand lifted up suddenly.

Five fingers spread out.

The profound energy burst out.

The strong air wave is like a big wave scouring the sand, surging.

Set off huge waves in the air.

The fingers of her right hand are covered by a cloud of red light, which is cold and beautiful.

The Cangshui ring is hot on the fingertips.

The momentum on Ye Qingluo's body oscillated and continued to improve.

A pair of unparalleled charming eyes, a little bit of blood, covered her entire pupil.

Weird and terrifying.

"This is..."

The King of Ghosts stared at Ye Qingluo's right hand, his tone was a little more meaningful: "You actually... have a Cangshui artifact?!"

He seemed to have a strong interest, his eyes fixed on Ye Qingluo: "You can still use the Cangshui artifact...no wonder, so many people want you..."

Ye Qingluo was able to clearly pay attention to the surrounding situation when she released the power of the Cangshui ring artifact.

After hearing what the ghost king said.

Ye Qingluo frowned slightly.

This ghost king is from the dark palace.

Don’t you know... she has a Cangshui artifact?

Will you know that her Xuanxin Jade can unlock the seal of the Cangshui artifact?

At the beginning... the dark forces did it for her Xuanxin jade, to open the seal of the Cangshui Ring.

It can be described as a lot of effort.

It is impossible for the Dark Yougong to be unclear about this.

Still...

This ghost king is not actually from the dark palace?

"Girl, although you can be sure that the centering beads are no different, with your current physical fitness, it is enough to extend the time limit for the fusion of the power of the artifact and the mysterious heart jade, but... you have to be clear, the opponent's strength is you Incalculable height..."

The old man Cang warned worriedly: "Don’t force yourself too much, otherwise... With your current Profound Stage, if you are backlashed by the Divine Phoenix Profound Heart Jade, it’s not just you alone, but the East Lan Continent, and even The entire realm of Nirvana will become your funerary."

After all, Ye Qingluo, who has already been promoted to the ninth stage of the Profound Sky, is about to enter the realm of mythology.

To release the power of the Cangshui artifact, how long it can last, or how many times it has been used continuously, these values ​​have to be re-stated.

If more than one load.

Even if there are centering beads, it suppresses Xuanxinyu's restlessness.

I'm afraid there is a danger of accidents.

Ye Qingluo clenched her five fingers suddenly, her blood-colored coquettish eyes, her murderous intent shot: "I understand!"

A pause.

She suddenly changed her figure, and the figure appeared beside the ghost king.

One move of his left hand.

The flame-devouring fan unfolds and draws a sharp wind blade!

This sudden action.

When the ghost king realizes that he wants to avoid it.

Ye Qingluo's figure has been wrapped around like a shadow.

"Bang!"

The flame-devouring fan that looked like a blaze burst into the body directly from the back of the ghost king.

The King of Ghost snorted, and backhanded towards Ye Qingluo's injured right hand.

Ye Qing Luo Mei's eyes dazzled, and his steps flickered.

Not only to avoid the counterattack of the ghost king.

He lifted his foot and moved towards the abdomen of the ghost king, condensing profound energy, and kicked it fiercely.

"Boom——"

The body of the King of Ghosts was straight, flying upside down.

The ground vibrated, exploded huge pits, and rubble splashed.

"Hiss——"

In the smoke and dust, there was a muffled, air-conditioned voice.

Vaguely visible, under the smoke and dust, the figure slowly standing up...