A life of clearness

Chapter 187 Her?
This strange female cultivator was about the same height as Rong Qing, with a beautiful appearance, especially her figure... In the tight black clothes, she looked even more exquisite and graceful.

However, compared to her figure, she had an extraordinary aura just standing there, which made Rong Qing take her very seriously.

"She has a straight back and sharp eyes." Rong Qing was sure at a glance, "She is definitely not as easy to deceive as she looks. On the contrary, she is very likely a cultivator who is good at fighting."

"You won't kill him?" Seeing that Rong Qing didn't answer, she asked again.

The slightly hoarse female voice sounds very pleasant to the ears.

However, Rong Qing was not sure of the other party's identity, so she had to be cautious when answering him.

"There's no need to kill, so let's not kill him." Rong Qing explained calmly.

"Why is there no need to kill him?" The female cultivator smiled slightly, but her tone was aggressive, "Or are you afraid of his backers... so you don't dare to kill him?"

Rong Qing didn't care much about the sarcasm in the words. What she cared about was the origin of this strange female cultivator.

Rong Qing's understanding of the Forest of All Dharmas Steles is still not as good as that of the cultivators from the upper realms. This is why he is always at a loss as to where to start when encountering unpredictable situations.

"I can't tell her cultivation level." Rong Qing's eyes flickered, "Not only her cultivation level, but even her aura is very vague."

"If he is a powerful being from the Venerable Realm, why would he need to completely restrain his pressure?"

"If it's a genius from a certain world... then it's possible."

The myriad worlds are not just talk. Originally, due to the confinement of the Sword Master Ji Ming, the White Stone Mother Realm was almost cut off from the outside world. However, from the three unlucky Divine Transformation monks who were taken into the Dream Ruins by the Sword Master, we can see that there are actually many connections between the realms.

Although it is difficult to cross boundaries, it is not completely impossible to reach the level of spiritual transformation.

What's more, this is the Hall of the Myriad Laws Stele Forest, where the geniuses from all realms gather. If the Xuanfeng Realm gets a group of quotas, maybe other realms will also get quotas.

They entered at different times or different places. But as long as they were all in the Forest of All Dharma Steles, there was a slight chance that they would encounter a genius from another world.

Rong Qing looked at the female cultivator opposite her, and the more she looked, the more she felt that her guess was correct.

But is this person also here to stay as a monk from the mother world?

Or why is it so difficult to sense the level of cultivation below the Spirit Transformation level?

It sounds slow, but in fact, Rong Qing had already given an answer after the strange female cultivator finished asking the question.

"What if I'm afraid? What if I'm not afraid?" Rong Qing asked back, "I want to ask more questions than you. For example, where are you from? Why are you entangled in whether I should kill you or not?"

Rong Qing's voice was cold, showing her impatience. The vast spiritual power rushed through the meridians of her body, and her own aura began to rise steadily.

As long as she thinks about it, this body belonging to Rong Qing can go into battle at any time.

After spending a few brief periods with these geniuses from the Xuanfeng Realm, she has come to understand that in their eyes, all good tempers are fake, and only one's own strength is the hard truth.

Tolerance will only be seen as cowardly retreat. If anyone dares to provoke you, then you will be suppressed, which will make people dare not easily challenge you.

The female cultivator was not angry but happy, "That's right, why are you pretending like that as a little girl? I don't like to see that."

Laugh when you should laugh, scold when you should scold, and kill when you should kill...of course you should kill.

"Hurry up and do it." The female cultivator urged, "If you beat me to my heart's content, I will give you some luck."

Hmm? Rong Qing looked at the woman standing opposite her with her hands behind her back and felt that something was wrong with this sentence.

"Didn't you come to the Forest of All Dharma Steles to seek fortune? Now the time left for you...is not much."

A golden light flashed across the female cultivator's body, but nothing happened.

This is a sign that the ban on the word "Kuang" has failed.

As the person who cast the "trapped" ban, Rong Qing knew even better why this "trapped" ban was useless.

Thanks to Chu Yuan, she understood how to use the real "trapped" ban. There are three "trapped" bans, one to trap the body, the second to trap the sea of ​​consciousness, and the third to trap the mind.

Rong Qing chose the most conservative "trapped" method to restrain the opponent's body. It was unknown what was strange about the female cultivator, perhaps some strange treasure, which made the "trapped" method seem to have fallen into the sea and had no effect at all.

Just a glance gave the other party a small victory. Rong Qing's expression remained unchanged, and she retreated a hundred feet to the back. At the moment of retreat, the vertical and horizontal longitude and latitude lines fell between her and the female cultivator, spreading out in a mighty manner.

If the word "困" cannot be banned, then the word "非" cannot be banned.

Rong Qing stared at the horizontal and vertical lines, her fingers trembling slightly but not daring to drop them.

"You don't dare again..." The female cultivator stood there leisurely, looking very calm and composed.

Rong Qing really didn't dare.

"The word 'trapped' ban is useless, and I didn't count on the word 'non-word' ban either." After all, the word 'non-word' ban is most effective against the weak. "But I still used it, hoping to get a rough idea of ​​her strength."

However, after using the non-word ban to get a glimpse of the terrifying power of the strange female cultivator, how could Rong Qing dare to press her finger to wipe out that breath.

If she did so, the female cultivator would be fine, but Rong Qing would probably die on the spot.

What would happen if one died in the Dream Ruins illusion? Would it be that human-shaped illusion? Rong Qing didn't know, and didn't dare to gamble.

"Is the gap between one genius so huge..." Rong Qing felt bitter.

None of the many geniuses in the Xuanfeng Realm had ever put her under such great psychological pressure. They were living in the bodies of the cultivators of the Mother Realm, and when their souls and bodies did not match, their combat power was greatly reduced. But Rong Qing was not afraid. In her mind, after a smooth transition, even if she faced Yan Wuji in his normal state, she would be able to fight and win with all the means she could use.

But the person in front of him... Rong Qing became uncertain for the first time.

The forbidden zone between the two people broke into pieces, and the straight longitude and latitude lines scattered and disappeared like floating ink.

Even with just a quick glance, the other party's terrifying aura as vast as the ocean made Rong Qing silent, leaving a mark in her heart that she would never forget.

"No wonder, no wonder she said that if she was happy with the beating, she would give me some luck." Rong Qing recalled what the female cultivator said before, "With her strength, most of the methods I use would be a joke in front of her."

"Not going on?" The female cultivator was a little disappointed when she saw Rong Qing stop moving. "Then let's leave it at that."

It was really boring. She turned around and was about to leave.

"Who said we won't continue?" Rong Qing suddenly said, "I'm still waiting for you to give me good fortune."

Countless rays of light suddenly burst out.

The bleak sky was illuminated, and the place where Rong Qing was was like being immersed in a sea of ​​light. There was only a dazzling white light, which completely submerged the figures of the two.

Millions of stars fell, and this time they still converged into one point.

But... I didn't hold back.

It was aimed at the beautiful head of the female cultivator, and the huge beam of light erupting from the focus blasted away all obstacles.

(End of this chapter)