"Click~Click~~"

One sound, from light to heavy, like accumulation, like brewing, as if it was a sound that had penetrated the world before the sky collapsed and the earth broke...

"What's the sound?"

Ning Feng and Qiye were surprised at the same time, trying to follow the sound and see what happened, but found that the sound was intermittent and endless, and the erratic concentration was completely indistinguishable.

"Um?"

Ning Feng was still looking around with caution, but suddenly his palms hurt, as if something sharp was suddenly embedded in the flesh.

He looked down and met Chen Xi slightly raised his head and looked at him.

In Ning Feng's eyes, in his arms, Chen Xiwei shook his head resolutely.

Ning Feng felt something and shouted: "Young Master Ye, there are so many dreams in the night. Let's decide the winner first."

Qiye also took back his mind and nodded, "It's just that."

He really thought so in his heart.

In the magical power: in the dark night, he has an absolute advantage over Ning Feng, and the best choice is to fight and decide quickly. If you delay and get involved, it will be hard to say.

For example: charm!

Qiye's expression suddenly became solemn.

This place is charming.

"Brother Ning!"

"You have a stunning understanding, and your eyes are bright and your heart is bright, and you can see this young master's magical power: the flaw of the night."

"But do you think that this young master will be completely unprepared?"

The night wings behind Qiye spread to the extreme, tense, just like the whole person was frozen in the night sky.

Behind him, there were stars in the sky and the bright moon in half. It suddenly lit up.

This brightness is not like the starlight triggered by Ning Feng with the Yinghuo Banner. Instead, Qiye really removed the dark curtains that enveloped the night sky.

Ning Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw that in the scene of the night that was displayed in the seven nights, dozens of fellow disciples were completely unconscious, hanging high, hanging their heads and feet low, not knowing life and death.

You can see even more. On every fellow disciple, a silver-white silk thread goes straight to the nine heavens. Every silk thread is connected to a star.

"Seven Nights has a trick of being a worm. Please give me a taste of it."

Qiye spread his arms like night wings behind him, and then suddenly waved them down, and whispered in his mouth:

"The moon is bright~ the stars are sparse!"

"Little magic power: Xingshen!"

Accompanied by Qiye's voice, an invisible wave emerged from him, and the breath surged around him, as if he was a wind eye, a sea eye, swallowing and sucking the strong wind and huge waves.

In an instant, the originally curved bright moon kept making up for it, and turned into a round jade plate-shaped full moon hanging high on the night sky, with the moon blooming and mercury pouring into the ground.

Looking at this scene, Ning Feng truly understood what "the moon is bright and the stars are thin".

When the moonlight pours down like flowing water, the stars in the sky are all shy and disappear.

The star power that was originally invisible and intangible, but filled with any corner of the world was also covered up completely.

Ning Feng finally knew what Qiye wanted to do.

He looked at it with a deep face, watching the star power drawn from the Yinghuo flag from thick to thin, from more to less, and finally exhausted to nothing.

Star power is not upheld!

Ning Feng was already holding the hand of Yinghuoqi tightly, and he couldn't help but hold it tighter.

Without the supplement of the star power, the remaining power is the reserves in the Yinghuo Banner. How many times can that little star power last?

"Oops!"

"If you lose the star power supplement, most of the Yinghuo Banner will be disabled."

"It is just a magic weapon after all!"

"The Sun Law and the Flag of the Falcon were all sealed by magical powers: the night and the small magical powers: the star sparsely sealed."

"What can you do if a good woman cooks without rice?"

Ning Feng smiled bitterly, and he also had the meaning of making fun of suffering. He read out the last two sentences that were extremely consistent with his scholar's sour words.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp roar was heard, and Qiye swooped down again.

This time, his unfolding night wings continued to extend, covering the sky with the bright moon like a jade plate, hidden in the darkness.

In the world, the darkness returned to the point where you can't see your fingers.

Although Ning Feng couldn't see it, he could still feel the strong wind coming to his face, like a big hand covering his face.

"Oh~"

He sighed, tightened Chen Xiwei in his arms, and pushed forward with the other hand holding the Yinghuo flag, spitting out four words: "Yinghuo, guard the heart!"

In the darkness, starlight bloomed, and then Mars flew everywhere, like a big hammer hitting an anvil, accompanied by a loud bang.

Just like the previous collision, Ning Feng hugged Chen Xiwei and flew backwards again, leaping more than ten feet apart.

Although it was invisible, Ning Feng could easily judge it from the feeling of the collision, and he flew backwards like Qiye.

“Huh?”

Ning Feng spoke out without warning.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the current distance between the two sides to try to move around and find time and space, and then to think of a way to break the deadlock without any support or supplement.

I never thought that Ning Feng felt something was wrong as soon as he landed.

"Swoosh swish swish swish~"

Ning Feng's hair and the hair on his neck were all standing up, as if there was an indescribable coldness, and a bone-bone-black chill approaching.

He turned his head suddenly and looked at the place not far away from the land.

In the darkness, he saw a pair of eyes, which were as dark as ink, even darker than the night, but there was a fluorescent light flowing in it.

"That's Qiye!"

Ning Feng gasped and exclaimed in his heart: "How could he be so fast?"

Supernatural powers: The world that is shrouded in the darkness seems to be less dark at some point, at least when it is close, Ning Feng can suddenly see it.

He saw Qiye grinning, and saw him spread his palm and covering him from a distance. He saw a big black hand covering both front, back, left and right as before.

Only in the direction where Qiye is, he has not taken action to block it, and the big black hand that is obviously the demonic path has not appeared yet.

Even if there isn't, it's not far away.

Ning Feng clearly saw Qiye raise his hand to his chest and eyebrows. He raises it above his head. He looks at the next moment and is about to cover him.

There is not much time left.

Subconsciously, Ning Feng was going to take action, and before Qiye sealed the last gap, he would take action first.

Sudden--

Ning Feng's palm aches, just like before, as if something was embedded in the flesh of his palm.

"Xi Wei!"

Ning Feng knew without looking at it. It was Chen Xiwei who used his last strength to pinch his nails into his palm.

Chen Xiwei, what are you trying to tell him?

“What is it?”

Ning Feng straightened the Yinghuo flag and was rushing forward.

The Yinghuo flag lit up inch by inch, and the star power was burning, as if a mountain was blocking in front of him would be penetrated.

There was also a fire burning in Ning Feng's mind, and the strings that were tense to the extreme were breaking. His thoughts were rotating rapidly. He used his brain too much, so that his head was in pain.

In front of him, he was about to collide with Qiye in front of him. Ning Feng's mind flashed with inspiration, as if he had grasped something.

"Yes!"

"I see."

Ning Feng suddenly realized!

"He is not Qiye!"

"He is a charm!"

"It is a thing, one of the larks. It is best to forge situations, blind perception, and influence the mind, so as to gain a gap, hit it with one blow, and wake up until death."

"If it weren't for the bronze lamp on my shoulders, I would have touched its way."

"Maybe, this night is still dark, and you can't see your five fingers when you reach out. Qiye is still behind, in front of you, there is charm!"
To be continued...