Passersby Through the Cannon Fodder of the End Times - Chapter 754

Ye Qingyu had personally experienced the hurricane that connected the world. Just before the opening of the ice palace secret realm, she also understood a set of body skills-like a shadow and a shadow. With experience, Ye Qingyu no longer panic, but concentrates on looking for a breakthrough.

In the dark whirlpool, there is no wind and snow, only raging gusts, but because of the inhaled lake water, it is still dense, like a solid lake, how different is it from snow?

Ye Qingyu put the flying boat away and plunged into the whirlpool.

The pain of being split on his body, and the pain of being hit by water drops like bullets, was just a moment, Ye Qingyu found the right feeling, brought up the body like a shadow, his body appeared and disappeared, and found a way out in the whirlpool wind. . This way out should be the eye of the wind.

Ye Qingyu didn’t use spiritual power and divine consciousness, but still used the power of the soul. Because this was the center of the whirlpool, she worried that the lake that could corrode everything would also be scattered here.

It was pitch black here, if it weren’t for the exploration with the power of the soul, it would only be blind.

“what……”

Suddenly, there was a mellow singing voice from diagonally downwards. Ye Qingyu’s Yuanshen Orb was hit hard, and the whole person was in a daze. He forgot about his posture and where he was. Ye Qingyu’s figure swayed, and pain came again. , Ye Qingyu had a moment of Qingming.

“Wow…”

The sound of water churning.

“Woo…”

The sound of a hurricane.

The space of Moran tumbling, Ye Qingyu felt that the space around his body seemed to be cut apart, and the tactful singing sounded waves of Ye Qingyu’s Primordial God Orb. Ye Qingyu was tossed between trance and Qingming, clenching her teeth, the power of the soul played “Bamboo Silk Music” in the spiritual space.

This is a pure heart tune, inherited from the golden shuttle, and the instrument she uses is a guqin. This guqin was found from the Great Hall of Inheritance. The treasure handed down by the big brothers was unusual, but Ye Qingyu did not intend to recognize this guqin as a magic weapon of his life.

In this aspect of cultivation, Ye Qingyu wanted to cultivate his own magic weapon. Although the Guqin is not a magic weapon of life, it was selected by Ye Qingyu and included in the spiritual space as a temporary attack weapon for sound power.

Ye Qingyu’s idea is good, but the attack on the Primordial God Orb has little effect. Especially this song seemed to be aimed at the soul, Ye Qingyu felt drowsy, and her soul was about to fall into a deep sleep.

Fortunately, although her sound skills failed to help the Yuanshenzhu, the power of the soul itself is comparable to the existence of spiritual power, divine consciousness, etc. Therefore, Ye Qingyu can still soberly recover the ability to walk in the whirlpool wind. , Looking for the eye of the wind to leave here.

In the process of searching for Fengyan, Ye Qingyu also roughly found the source of the singing, below. It seemed to be the bottom of the lake, and the eye of the wind she found was above it.

Although Ye Qingyu wanted to see what could sing a song that hurts the soul, she did not hesitate to rush in the direction of Fengyan. Her primordial orb could not bear it, and if she procrastinated, her mental strength, Injured spirit and sleeping soul are small, but the burst of the Primordial God Orb is a life-threatening event.

The closer you are to the eye of the wind, the greater the wind speed, and even the surrounding space has faint space cracks.

Ye Qingyu took her own comprehension to the extreme, and it was an unexpected joy to comprehend it even in this extreme environment. Ye Qingyu’s figure flashed, and just before entering the eyes of the wind, Ye Qingyu glanced inexplicably in the direction of the singing.

This year is like ten thousand years.

It’s not that she fell in love with her at first sight, but at that glance, time seemed to stop, and it seemed that it was ten thousand years in an instant.

In the pitch black space, Ye Qingyu saw a figure shrouded in golden halo.

Apricot eyes, peach cheeks, hibiscus face, **** and hips, waists are like willows, and ink hair flies gently. Ye Qingyu was not confused by the beauty, but was shocked by her waist down, long and thin body and the golden fish tail that swings randomly.

She is not a mermaid. Compared to a mermaid, she is more like Snake Ji, but she has more fish tails than Snake Ji, and also has two pairs of golden wings that are stroked by ink hair behind her back. And from the waist down, the ground was covered with scales with golden luster, which made Ye Qingyu think of dragon scales inexplicably.

Is she the star beast fish that swallowed the golden lotus before? No one can answer Ye Qingyu’s question, but Ye Qingyu has a feeling that her guess should be correct.

After all, the whirlpool wind was initiated by the star beast meat, and she had also clearly seen the changes in the body shape of the star beast fish. This special species has the same characteristics as the previous star beast fish. Two similar pairs of wings, and the same fish tail.

The space in the eyes of the wind is still stained with splashed ink, and Ye Qingyu’s figure is wrapped in the rippling space, but in an instant, the space becomes brighter. Ye Qingyu was stabbed and closed his eyes involuntarily, and the power of his heart spread out, guarding the surroundings.

After Ye Qingyu felt that his eyes had adjusted to the sudden light, he opened his eyes and restored his vision. The whirlpool wind has disappeared, and this place is not a piece of blue space.

Ye Qingyu took out the Concentration Pill, rubbed his forehead that seemed to burst with one hand, and held the shadow in the other. He didn’t dare to take it lightly, observing the surrounding environment, and being vigilant.

After confirming that she was temporarily safe, Ye Qingyu took a look at the things in his hands, silently included them in the space, and went back to study. When she was out of the wind, she subconsciously stretched out her left hand and grabbed a handful, and then she caught something.

Ye Qingyu put aside the shock of the weird beauty Snake Ji, thinking that she had escaped from that peculiar space and would never encounter that horrible existence again. The injury is still important right now.

After taking the Concentration Pill, Ye Qingyu felt a little more comfortable, but after all, he was injured very badly in the whirlpool before, and this injury will not be healed for a while. Thinking of the beauty and snake girl, Ye Qingyu felt cold sweat on his back.

This kind of intangible means of killing is really terrifying. Especially this kind of attack against the soul is inevitable, and there is no way to defend it.

In fact, Ye Qingyu also understands that if her sound skills can be cultivated successfully, not only can she avoid injury, but she can also fight back.

At this time, Ye Qingyu was not upset either, because since she started to practice, she herself has been diligent and conscientious, but she has learned enough and complicated enough, and the time she has been practicing is still short. A species that naturally has an advantage in sound power can only admit that it is unlucky.

Not only did Ye Qingyu not be discouraged, but on the contrary, he became more determined to practice the sound skills successfully. With more skills and no pressure on the body, one more life-saving method, when faced with a dangerous situation, the odds of winning a life will increase by one point.