The Hundred Miles Empire of Online Games

"A bluff..." Bo Lunsa sneered, and immediately played the flute. The enigmatic music and Bo Lunsa's spiritual power drifted across the audience.

Xuanfeng Feiyang launched an attack, but immediately retreated at a faster speed.Borensa's illusion gave him some headaches, and the mental wind caused by it made him unable to open his eyes.

Brunsa didn't pause at all.He condensed his mental power and attacked the place where Xuanfeng Feiyang was standing. Xuanfeng Feiyang turned around and staggered the attack, and then supported Bolunsa to get close to him, and instantly stabbed Bolunsa in the posture of the god of death. Bo Lunsa dodged, and the posture of the god of death was deeply wedged into the ground. In an instant, the powerful force made the tiles on the ring fly up, and the whole area appeared in a cracked posture.

"This is... the posture of the god of death..." Everyone in the audience was stunned by the scene just now.The people who had pressed Xuanfeng Feiyang before finally saw a glimmer of hope, and they all applauded.

The posture of the god of death was pulled out from the floor with the movement of Xuanfeng Feiyang, and then, Xuanfeng Feiyang immediately stabbed at Bolunsa, the light emitted by the posture of the god of death bit him tightly, forcing him to I have no time to play the flute or chant spells, so I have to use all my strength to block it.The sound of the flute colliding with the posture of the god of death, clang clang, and the flying force of Xuanfeng pushed Bolunsa almost to his knees on the ground.The chill emanating from the Grim Reaper's posture instantly froze the arm of Brenza who was too late to withdraw due to the piercing.The severe pain accompanied by the biting cold made Borensa completely forget the spell he wanted to say.

"Heh..." Bo Lunsa suddenly laughed, "Not bad... If it's like just now, you can still be a good opponent..." Bo Lunsa suddenly raised his head and roared in a low voice, but his body trembled instinctively .But his eyes have changed strangely and lost their pupils...only pale.

"This... this is the realm of mystery that he wants to use! Yang, step back quickly!" Xingyi saw Brenza's skills and immediately spoke.

Xuanfeng Feiyang quickly pulled out the God of Death's posture, and retreated immediately.

But it was already too late, the black mist covered the entire competition arena at the fastest speed, and the people in the audience couldn't see anything except darkness.Xingyi went crazy, and kept casting resentful eyes on August Osmanthus Fragrance, but August Osmanthus Fragrance seemed to be in a trance, and did not express anything.

Darkness... The only thing Xuanfeng Feiyang felt was darkness.

He couldn't feel the breath of Brenza, as if he was trapped in a realm without life.Suddenly, he heard the flute.Bolunsa was right in front of him, playing the flute gracefully. The sound of the flute was as melodious as water, flowing into Wozak's ears, reminding him of a bird he had seen on the grassland when he traveled to Qinghai. Beautiful creek.The creek flows peacefully under the moonlight, with the unique gurgling sound of the water, and the chirping of nearby creatures... Xuanfeng Feiyang is fascinated, standing there, dazed, forgetting everything in front of her eyes.

It seems that only the sound of the flute and himself are real in the world, and the others are just illusory shadows.He looked at the stream, which suddenly swelled and turned into a flood in an instant, overwhelming him.He wanted to escape, but it was too late.The water swallowed him, yellow, black, without light...

He fell heavily to the ground, blinded.When he stood up again, he suddenly saw the real world again.No, that wasn't the real world either, he saw his father collapsed in front of him...he saw his biological mother smiling beside his father's body, he saw himself huddled in a filthy slum In the small room, he rubbed his cold hands and drew design drawings. No one appreciated his works... He saw himself being abandoned again and again... The fear of pure black continued to spread until it merged with the night sky One.Under its gaze, nothing escapes.

The Realm of Mystery—an illusion that can make people fall from the most beautiful heaven to the darkest hell, it belongs to the unique ability of the witchcraft family Chekrit.In reality, they have already lost the ability to activate this kind of illusion. No one can have such a strong mental power anymore, but if their own mental power is not weak, and they have chosen the profession of bard, a powerful spiritual power , Or, you can also add auxiliary gems and weapons, and this long-lost illusion can reappear in the world.

Suddenly, a dazzling silver light pierced through the darkness of the realm of mystery——

Everyone finally saw the light in the darkness, and Xingyi immediately shouted, "Yang, how are you? Are you okay?"

"The seven sacraments of the god of death...cough cough, Bo Lunsa, how does it compare to your realm of mystery?" Xuanfeng Feiyang, who was soaked in blood, walked out of the black mist, and the posture of the god of death in his hand shone like no one. Matching silver light.

"Oh... It seems that you used self-injury to crack my mystery... Ha, you are so clever, but how can you, who is constantly bleeding, defeat me who has much more energy than you?" Bo Lunza put the flute to his lips as he spoke.

"Plenty? Not necessarily?" Xuanfeng Feiyang brought up the posture of the god of death, and with a wave of his wrist, the powerful silver light instantly engulfed the remaining darkness and invaded Bo Lun.

After the silver light passed, everyone saw Bolunsa clutching his chest and panting continuously.

"Compared to me who uses physical strength, you who use mental strength will consume more energy, right?" Xuanfeng Feiyang approached Bolunsa without any hesitation, and stabbed Bolunsa's back with the spear point of the god of death. down.

Bo Lunsa accepted this stab unwillingly... After being stabbed, Bo Lunsa was automatically downgraded, and the system sent him down.

The system judged that Bolunsa lost and Xuanfeng Feiyang won.

Accompanied by the voices of those who pressured Xuanfeng Feiyang to win and those who cared about Xuanfeng Feiyang, Xuanfeng Feiyang stepped off the stage, and every step he took was a blood mark all over the place.

"It's too messy!" Xing Yi rushed over first, but Xuan Feng's flying eyes showed disappointment, and he looked at the August Osmanthus Fragrance behind Xing Yi from the corner of his eye.

Xingyi was stunned, and then laughed dryly, "I'll go to Huashan Hotel to prepare a room for you, you should rest first..." After finishing speaking, he reluctantly left.

August Osmanthus Huaxiang looked at Xuanfeng Feiyang with unexplainable eyes.

"What? Not satisfied?" Xuanfeng Feiyang propped herself up and looked at August Osmanthus with a smile.

"No..." August Gui Huaxiang sighed, "It's just that you don't need to work so hard." After finishing speaking, August Gui Huaxiang took out the fox fur coat from the package and put it on Xuan Feng Feiyang.The fox fur coat was stained with the blood of Xuanfeng Feiyang, and there was sadness in the eyes of August Osmanthus Fragrant.

Xuanfeng Feiyang hugged August Osmanthus Fragrance in public, "Don't worry, don't worry, I have my own measure."

August Osmanthus Huaxiang turned her head away, "It's not because you have no sense of proportion, but... I'm worried that I won't be able to..."

"Oh? When did City Lord August become so unconfident?" Xuanfeng Feiyang laughed, but the constant loss of blood made his head dizzy. Gradually, his eyes turned black...

"Xuanyang!" August Osmanthus Huaxiang immediately hugged the fallen Xuanfeng Feiyang tightly.

"Ha, I just said how long can he last?" Suddenly, a voice like a silver bell came.

The wind is rustling, with platinum flowing beauty, that is the girl's waist-length platinum long hair.A few strands of platinum-blonde hair floated from the center of the ripples of spiritual power, and the whole of her just floated out of nothingness.It was a petite girl.Judging from the appearance alone, it seems that he is still underage.But the strong mental power has already made everyone around her feel tight in the chest except for the osmanthus flower.

"Limiya? Checkkrit, I warn you, don't think about Xuanfeng Feiyang!" August Osmanthus Huaxiang said, picked up the unconscious Xuanfeng Feiyang and turned away "Otherwise—" August Osmanthus Huaxiang turned around suddenly head, the eyes hidden under the black hair are blood red, "Don't blame me for not reading the rules of the Gui family and your family!"

"Gui Ji..." Limiya suddenly felt that she couldn't tell Gui Jixun's real name, so she changed her mouth to "Osmanthus fragrans in August! You haven't read the family rules for a long time! Your mother! You are like this!" Displeased She stepped forward slowly, lightly lifting the plain white dress with both hands, as if she was walking like a song.In the eyes of everyone, she is like a goddess. It seems that the saint is about to deliver the final judgment to the sinful world. trouble!"

"Hmph, I'm sorry, Miss Chekrit, the Gui family has never been attached to Chekrit, and I don't have this right either..."

"You can tell your father!" Remia Checkriter said immediately.

"Even if there is, I won't agree..." August Osmanthus Huaxiang turned her head back, never looking at Limia Checkrit who was already mad.

"Damn it, Bo Lunsa!" Limiya Chekrit called Bo Lunsa who was on the side.

"Yes, miss, please tell me." At this moment, Brenza lost her arrogance on the stage, and instead followed Limia Chekrit like a servant.

Limiya Chekrit whispered to Bo Lunsa, "I don't want to give him face! Do you really think our Chekrit family has fallen? Inform the people and wait for me in the church in the city of Remus, the main city of the Baili Empire." , I don’t believe it, I don’t have the ability to control him in reality, but in the game, I can’t control him either?”

"Yes, ma'am."

"I want the entire Gui family to belong to me, Chekrit, my dear brother, please watch, your sister will complete your unfinished business!" Looking at the sky, Limiya Che Crete murmured.At the same time, she affectionately kissed the blood-stained rose family emblem that she has been wearing around her neck, "Since we have lost that ability in reality, but in the Baili Empire, I feel that the sleeping power in my body has awakened , as the last descendant of the pure-blood Chekrit, brother, Limiya will shoulder her due responsibilities."