I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

Li Pingan, who was hiding in the crowd, watched the battle and was also secretly surprised.

He didn't expect that there would be such a strong one among the young people in Xilu. He was certain that if he changed a student like the previous one, even if he also reached the eleventh rank, he would at most slightly suppress Ling Zihan.

If there are two people from the Nine Heavens camp, they can definitely defeat each other.

But the big prophecy used by Joan of Arc, he felt that it was not magic at all!

In terms of power, mystery, and breath, this is completely different from the magic used by the Westlanders before.

He originally thought that this should just be the reason for the different cultivation methods like their Eastern ones, but when he remembered what Zhang Xuansheng told him in private, he felt that it was not the case.

It is said that the magic of the Westlanders may have originated from the weird laws of the world behind the huge void, so when those Westlanders used magic just now, he could feel a trace of root power revealed in it, with a strange aura, and a kind of ominous feeling.

But the big prophecy used by Joan of Arc does not feel this way at all. What is going on?

Could it be that the Xilu people took a new path and created a new system?

But what law did she use to break through the fairyland?

Li Ping'an was confused, and felt that the outside world was becoming more and more dangerous. Sure enough, he still had to cultivate to the Immortal Emperor to be safe.

If it weren't for Zhang Xuansheng's request, he wouldn't come to watch the battle at all. Isn't it fun to practice in the underground palace and tease the younger sisters?

At this time, the aftermath of the field subsided, and the six Ling Zihan were slightly embarrassed.

But Ling Moxue's eyes were a little bright, her aqua-blue eyes were shining, and when she first started with Joan, she finally understood the nature of the opponent's big prophecy.

Sure enough, as Senior Brother Xuansheng said, all the utterances in the world are just for the user to maintain an elegant image. In fact, it takes no idea how much effort it takes to use it.

Of course, I can’t believe what Brother Xuansheng said, at least she feels that Brother Xuansheng is really free...

How could there be two outrageous people like Brother Xuansheng in one world?

He has already seen the essence of Joan of Arc’s grand prophecy. It is actually similar to the deduction technique of the line of the gods. After a lot of calculations, the causal relationship is guided, supplemented by spiritual power, and finally presented to everyone. This is the effect.

Just when the golden spear appeared, she vaguely felt the external force exerted by Joan. After the eyes of the god of yin were returned, her perception ability was a hundred times stronger than before.

Thinking about it, she looked a little weird when looking at Joan, because if things were the same as she thought, then Joan didn't actually need to speak at all, just deduce and guide cause and effect.

"Sister Saint, you don't need to speak to God at all, do you?"

Ling Moxue couldn't help but speak.

Joan, who was about to continue his attack, was taken aback when she heard the words. She didn't expect that the other party would say that. The big prophecy does not need to speak, but since its emergence for millions of years, its inherited users have been using it this way.

The main reason is to maintain the image of the Pope as a substitute for gods in the world. The spirit of the gods must be heavy, and this has become a habit over time.

When she was first taught this magical technique, she didn't know this. She always said it every time she performed it. After she later understood it in depth, this habit was hard to change.

She didn't expect that the girl from the other party could see through her own magic, and she didn't expect that she would be so embarrassed after being exposed in the public.

Even with her concentration, the movement was a bit frozen at this time.

In the distance off the court, Bishop Spencer and Jun Wangqing were discussing whether to let it go, and there would be no result if the fight continued. If someone was injured, it would be bad.

As a result, hearing the questions Ling Moxue raised on the court, Spencer's expression was also a bit awkward.

Originally, because of Joan of Arc's big prophecy, he was so much awed by Jun Wangqing, and he felt that the West was showing up.

Now he found that Jun Wangqing looked strange to them, and those people from the Jiuxiao Mainland were obviously not as shocked as before.

Psychologically slandered the little girl in the field. If these words were heard by the pope, they would probably be very angry.

Seeing that Joan was silent in the field, Ling Moxue knew that she had guessed it correctly, and then made up her knife: "Is this like a child playing a game, you have to call out the name of the move to be powerful?"

Jeanne's heart trembled three more times.

"Wait, is it to maintain a tall and mysterious image? No? No? No?"

Ling Moxue said again.

Joan felt as if she had been violently hit by the knife, as if she heard the chuckle of the knife entering her body.

Ling Zihan and a few others couldn't stand it anymore. Everyone looked at Ling Moxue in surprise. Didn't you expect Junior Sister Ling to be so venomous?

In the end, Ling Zihan was the first to react. He felt that his sister's breath was rising rapidly, and in just a few breaths, he had reached the fairyland!

And it continues to rise!

Ling Moxue didn't know that their conversations and battle scenes were being broadcast live all over the continent. Her words just fell in the ears of the audience behind the screen and caused a huge wave.

Jeanne's cheeks are slightly red at this time, she seldom blushes, after all, after so many years of life without clothes, but at this time she feels ashamed.

The Spencer outside the court also raised his forehead, and his face was as black as Carbon. The Holy See's grand prophecy was ruined!

Before I go back this time, I must still do a good job of sealing up with the young people, so that this scandal cannot be passed back to the West.

This battle is now irrelevant whether Joan wins or not. The secret of big prophecy has been revealed, and he is so ashamed that even if he wins a few people, he can't maintain a high level of force.

"Sister Saint, let's continue to the second round. Don't call your moves anymore."

After Ling Moxue's breath stabilized, she spoke, and finally reminded the other party specifically.

Joan felt like she was hit again.

But she is now representing the West. Before Bishop Spencer stopped, she would fight and win the battle.

It seemed that these people might be Zhang Xuansheng's friends and didn't try their best. Now it seems that it is better to end this battle as soon as possible.

Joan slowly raised her hand. The habit she had developed over the years was hard to change. Even if she didn't say anything, she was still meditating in her heart-the cage of holy light!

A sacred beam of light rose from the ground, fast enough to make people unable to react. They were locked in a cage in an instant. Ling Zihan and the others were unable to break through for a while. In the cage, even the space Was blocked.

With a smile on her mouth, the victory is set.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"I said, the light will disappear."