Rebirth of the Forsaken Woman

Chapter 680 47 Faces the God Emperor (1)
He looked at the resolute Qu Wuhui standing in front of him.

Luo Ning frowned impatiently, "This king said that if you don't fight, you won't fight!" She naturally knew that Qu Wuhui wanted to save his face, but what she hated most was being forced by others.

"The emperor invited you to fight because he thought of you. Whether you fight or not today, the emperor will definitely fight!" Qu Wuhui said forcefully, and at the same time released a big hand of divine consciousness to strike Luo Ning directly.

The people watching the play at the side quickly threw out their protective shields excitedly, and retreated in all directions.

Luo Ning didn't show weakness and released her great hand of divine consciousness to contend with Qu Wuhui.Although her cultivation base is slightly inferior to Qu Wuhui's, her spiritual consciousness strength has already surpassed the realm of the mid-stage God Emperor.

"Boom!" Two big hands with spiritual consciousness collided powerfully in mid-air.

A series of distorted waves were bombarded and scattered towards the surroundings.

"Boom!" Although the shops on both sides of the street were protected by formations, they still couldn't resist the powerful air wave and collapsed again and again after being shaken.

Qu Wuhui took a few steps back, staring at Luo Ning who was still standing there in shock.how so?Her cultivation base is obviously lower than mine, why is her spiritual sense stronger than mine?

"Unexpectedly, this Eternal God King is quite strong. It seems that Wuhui is going to suffer this time." In the air not far away, Long Tianxiao and his two guardians, the Devil-Breaking God Emperor Lei Yixiao and the Explosive Flame God Emperor Ling Yun Watching the battle here.

"The cultivation of the Eternal God King is not as high as Wuhui, and it is not certain who will win." Ling Yun retorted disapprovingly when he heard Lei Yixiao's words.He didn't believe that Wuhui would lose to a girl whose cultivation level was not as good as his, and it was also related to the face of their three guardians.

"How about we make a bet?" Lei Yixiao looked at Luo Ning who was not far away with a calm face, and said with a smile.Naturally, he didn't think that Wuhui would lose, but it's not interesting to just watch a play.

"What are you betting on?" Ling Yun also became interested.

"If I lose, I'll take out the black gourd you liked last time, and if you lose, just give me your Tianxing chessboard, how about that?" Lei Yi said with a smile.

"Okay! That's it." Ling Yun agreed without hesitation, looking at Long Tianxiao beside him, "Tianzun, please bear witness for us."

"No problem!" Long Tianxiao nodded with a faint smile.Those green eyes stared at the white figure not far away, and the corners of his mouth raised a hint of playfulness and anticipation.

Qu Wuhui came back to his senses, a ray of light flashed between his brows, and a simple oil lamp leaped out from between his brows.

The oil lamp flashed, and it appeared above Luo Ning's head in an instant, sending out colorful sparks.Soon, a sea of ​​flames formed around Luo Ning, enveloping Luo Ning.

Luo Ning could tell at a glance that this oil lamp was a fifth-grade top-grade immortal artifact.She quickly cast out a shield of spiritual consciousness, and at the same time sacrificed the purple soul sword, and with a wave of her plain hand, she used the fifth form of the nine true cold sun sword, nine days of flying snow.

Because there is no liquid of the divine wood, her purple soul sword has not been upgraded.So up to now, her purple soul sword is still just a first-rank low-rank fairy weapon.

But she was already used to using the Purple Soul Sword, and she had already reached the point of mutual understanding with the Purple Soul Sword.So even if there are many fifth-rank and sixth-rank fairy artifacts in her spirit realm bead.She also doesn't intend to use other immortal artifacts to fight against Qu Wuhui.

The purple soul sword made a roaring sound, and countless milky white ice mist poured from the sword body in all directions.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, as if even the air was frozen.

(End of this chapter)