[69 Book Bar-www.] At this time, the place Ning Rongrong came to was the first level of the mirror world.

At this time, Ning Rongrong was already covered in scars, her white and tender arms had several cracks, and blood was constantly flowing from the wounds, but her eyes were so firm, staring at the blue figure in front of her.

There were phantoms around her constantly attacking Ning Rongrong, causing her wounds to become more and more deep. However, she could not make an effective counterattack, and beside her, there seemed to be a person who kept repeating

With one sentence - "Kill him quickly, or I will kill you." That him refers to the blue figure in front of Ning Rongrong.

Looking around, all Ning Rongrong could see besides the blue figure was a piece of blood. And she was standing in that piece of blood, and that blue figure was also tied to a huge stick in the blood.

On the pillar.

And that blue figure is the person she trusts the most, oh no, it should be a god - Tang San.

One or two tears slipped from her pretty face. What should I do? Ning Rongrong thought to herself.

She believed this was a phantom, but she couldn't do it because of a line on the pillar - "Kill him, and he will die in reality."

As the blood rose higher and higher, it gradually reached her waist. She knew that when the blood reached the top of her head, she would die.

⋯;⋯;

Looking at everyone's confused eyes, Xiao Liu stuck out his tongue and said: "Haha, although my real level is only thirty-two and I'm not a real god, I can still be considered a half god.

,Besides⋯;⋯Besides, transforming into someone else’s appearance is considered an ability of mine. As for the aura, my martial spirit can be very good.

I'm trying to hide my aura. If I'm not level 120 or above, no one will be able to recognize the real me."

"Oh, no wonder the mistress couldn't recognize you that time, that's why." Dai Mubai nodded and said.

"Xiao Liu, isn't this your name? Also, what is your martial spirit? How can it cover up your aura so well?" At this time, there was no answer.

Zhu Zhuqing, who spoke, said.

"My name is Hua. My last name is Lushui. I think it's better for you to call me Xiaoliu. As for my martial spirit, it's actually just a drop of water." Xiaoliu

replied.

"A drop of water!" Everyone was shocked.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Tang San couldn't help but thought: This seemingly ordinary girl in front of him actually has so many amazing secrets. It's simply unbelievable. A drop of water, the martial spirit is actually a drop of water. This kind of martial spirit,

Not to mention seeing it, I have never heard of it. How much surprise will this drop of water bring to us?

Looking at the stunned Shrek Eight Monsters, Xiaoliu smiled and said: "I'd better show you my martial spirit." As soon as he finished speaking, a large drop of water appeared in the palm of Xiaoliu's hand. Xiaoliu said

Behind Liu, there are three soul rings, two yellow and one purple - he is indeed the Soul Lord.

It was a drop of light green water, and there was no trace of impurity in that drop of crystal water. Even Tang San's vast purple-level magic pupil could not find a trace of impurity in this drop of water. Pure, absolutely pure. From

This drop of light green water also exudes a faint fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed. The fragrance seems to be a mixture of the fragrance of flowers, but there is no sense of conflict, but a kind of eight-dimensional fragrance.

It's a strange fragrance that I've never smelled before.

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