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"My eldest sister is the next bright saint. Her understanding of the power of the light attributes is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people."
Xiao Xudong's face is full of glory, but also deliberately glanced at Shangguan Yingying and others.
I have been unable to speak until these few women have been pressed, and this is finally a chance to find a rebuttal.
"Some people think that they are bright attributes, but the understanding is not deep enough and what is the use?"
Xiao’s group of cultivators suddenly felt elated, and all the depressed depressions had been dissipated at this moment.
On the bickering, they are indeed not the opponents of the emperor's family, but now this strength can be so clear, no one can shirk it.
When Shangguan Yingying and others heard this, they were also dissatisfied. The gap did exist, and they could not deny it.
"Xiao Xudong, don't be too proud of you.
Red makeup has just arrived in the upper class, and the time to reach the light power is much shorter than the bleak dance.
Just give us some time to make up the red makeup, no problem beyond the bleak dance! ”
Shangguan Yingying's chin was slightly lifted, and the face of Bai Yan was full of confidence.
She knows the talent and comprehension ability of Baili Red Makeup, and she does not believe that she will lose to the bleak dance!
"You said that these are useless, anyway, it is not comparable now." Xiao Xudong shrugged, and the eyebrows still smug.
Other practitioners did not choose to leave after seeing this scene. They also wanted to know who the last winner would be.
It’s rare to have such excitement. What is it to spend a little time?
What's more, the strength of this neighborhood is so strong, and cultivation here is also a good thing.
When the sorrow dance saw the red makeup behind him, there was a smugness in his eyes.
She is really worried that the red makeup will be stronger than her, but it turns out that the situation is not as serious as she thought.
The red makeup did not miss the expression of the bleak dance, but it was not important to her.
After realizing that she could not move forward, she sat down on the bridge and stared at the bright monument in front of her and began to comprehend.
It is rare to have such an opportunity, and naturally we must take good care of it.
The pure light power lingers around the whole body, looking at the bright monument, and the red makeup touches the existence of the rules.
Her understanding of the power of light is not deep enough, and now it is like opening a new door to her.
She is hungry and comprehensible, absorbing knowledge.
Compared with the Baili red makeup, it stopped early, but the situation of the emperor was different.
In the astounding eyes of the people, Emperor Beibei went straight to the front of the dark monument and began to enlighten.
If it was before, he naturally could not do this step, but after gaining the inheritance of the dark power, his understanding of the dark power was much stronger than before.
Because, he accepts the inheritance of the Dark Son.
When everyone saw the performance of Emperor Beibei, they suddenly understood it. It is no wonder that Emperor Beibei was able to summon the army to help fight. His understanding of the dark power was so deep!
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, three days have passed.
During these three days, Xiaosha Dance has tried two steps forward.
However, the red makeup is still in place and there are no signs of moving forward.
The gap between the two people gradually widened, and everyone’s face could not help but emerge a little anxious.
"In this way, I am afraid that the bleak dance will take the lead through the bridge of light." Ao Ling frowned, his eyes filled with worry.