The book of good and evil is suspended from Mi August’s palm.
If you want to win more samples in the hands of a group of middle-level and high-level spiritual masters, it is not enough to make a fuss like before.
Some people also noticed Mi August’s movement.
In fact, many people on the scene left a thought on Mi August.
Seeing that she had the intention to make a move, the people in the melee at the scene were tense and ready to deal with it.
The huge spirit pattern spell map quickly took off and expanded from the center of the book of Good and Evil, and finally stood over this area.
The spiritual patterns are intertwined and complicated, and countless filaments fall.
The filaments are too dense to dodge at all.
Everyone had to protect their bodies with spiritual shields.
When the filaments fall on the spirit shield, the gravity of the whole body multiplies.
“This is the spell ‘swallowing the tide’ that erodes the sun and the sea!”
“Once the tide-swallowing water touches the body, it will bear gravity and encircle people in the waves, trapping people to death without a single soldier.The water technique that Mi August used was obviously the water technique of swallowing the tide, but why was it not the appearance of a wave, and the scope was far beyond the normal tide swallowing spell!”
“Arrogant!How dare you deal with all of us alone!?”
“Deal with Mi August first!As long as you don’t take her life, it’s not a big grudge!There must be a lot of good things on her!”
Becoming a thorn in everyone’s eyes in one fell swoop, Mi August’s expression remained unchanged.
“[Qianjun].”
On one foot, piles of rust-green and black artifacts with hammers in both hands appeared.
Qianjun Shen cooperated with the effect of the tide swallowing spell, and it was sour and refreshing to hit the spirit master’s shield with a hammer.
Spiritual Master: “……”
Mi August: “Shadow Touch.”
The area shrouded in the water of the swallowing tide is dim, which facilitates the derivative activities of shadow touch, and the limbs dance in a flurry to pick up the mysterious golden rain stones that cannot escape the swallowing tide area.
“[Open the window].”
A middle-level schemer who was struggling to deal with Qianjun Shen and planned to leave here suddenly felt strange.
He looked down, and the patterns of Ruyi sacs on his waist seemed to overlap.