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    Hong Jiuqing frowned slightly and looked at the chain not far away from her. Although she was curious about what it was used for, she was not stupid enough to touch it.  Feng Qingqing rubbed the sore acupuncture points and said helplessly: "Is our thinking not quite right? We always look for places that are not easy to think of from the unthinkable. It feels like we have entered a misunderstanding. Now that we have said it, it is not easy.  Where it is considered, should it be excluded starting from the most easily thought of places?¡±

    Hong Jiuqing fought off the skulls that came again: "There are many places that can be thought of. The test it gives is sometimes too tricky. If the so-called unbelievable refers to a brick or a wall painting, you just don't think so.  It¡¯s unthinkable, isn¡¯t it very angry?¡±

    What he said was reasonable, and Feng Qingqing felt even more headache.

    She has figured out some rules from previous tests. If she looks for them from the clues it provides, it will be easier for her to pass the test. If she looks for them from her inherent thinking, it will be easier for her to fall into trouble.

    The problem now is that no matter how she thinks about it, the information she recalls from the statue in front of her has no reference.

    In the high-tech era, this statue is the patron saint of a few ethnic groups. There are also rumors that it exists in foreign countries. It was also called the God of War. Various legends are intertwined, and there are no specific and detailed instructions.

    The only thing that is the same is that it exists as a god.

    A kind god who protects people.

    Feng Qingqing suddenly thought of a question, since they are kind gods, why would they attack them?  Just because it protects this layer?  Or is it because of other reasons?  Or in his eyes, she and Hong Jiuqing are evil?

    Feng Qingqing whispered to Hong Jiuqing: "I need to check its eyes and ghost face. There should be clues there."

    Hong Jiuqing glanced at the ghost face lightly: "Since you think there are clues above, then go ahead and I will help you find the clues and keep an eye on this worker bee."

    Feng Qingqing didn¡¯t show any pretense. After handing the worker bee to him, she quickly flew towards the ghost mask of the statue. The skull monster smiled and seemed to be chasing after her. The light blade in Hong Jiuqing¡¯s hand flew like a butterfly, clearing the way for her.

    The statue did not move, letting Feng Qingqing land on its mask and move its eyes.

    Feng Qingqing discovered that there was a piece of yellow talisman paper on the edge of the mask's forehead. She thought for a moment, then stepped forward and tried to tear off the talisman. Unexpectedly, it looked like an ordinary piece of paper, as hard as an iron piece, and was welded firmly.  On top of the mask.

    It must have something to do with this spell!

    Feng Qingqing condensed the wind blade in her hand and attacked the talisman fiercely. After more than ten times of wind blades in a row, the talisman remained motionless, without even a single crack.

    "Since wind is of no use," Feng Qingqing clicked on the little black dragon, "then let's use fire!"

    The little black dragon immediately understood what she meant. When the fireball in her hand was released, she opened her mouth to help with the flames. The fireball became even larger and hit the spell and mask, causing a loud noise. The skull's movements froze for a moment and gave up attacking Hong Jiu.  Qing, turn around and rush towards Feng Qingqing.

    The flame burned the edges of the spell and then quickly extinguished.

    Feng Qingqing was not discouraged. Since it could cause damage, it meant that the spell could still be broken!

    The wind whistled, and she quickly dodged away from the skulls coming from behind, only to find that all the skulls that were supposed to be on the round platform were flying up.

    Where is Hong Jiuqing?

    She was busy looking for his figure, and soon saw that his hands were bound by chains at the previous place, and the light blade could not be used. However, his body was unscathed, and there would be no problems in the short term.

    ¡°Zixuan, it¡¯s up to us next,¡± Feng Qingqing¡¯s expression darkened, ¡°We can¡¯t delay for too long, help me repel them, and I¡¯ll break the spell!¡±

    The little black dragon roared with fighting spirit and flew in front of the skull and Feng Qingqing.

    Feng Qingqing turned her head and continued to attack the talisman. This move angered the skull. The little black dragon opened its mouth and rained fire on the ground, forcing them not to get close and could only shout angrily.

    Her expression was calm, but her heart was restless.

    The little black dragon is just a clone of spiritual power. If the spiritual power is exhausted and there is no time to replenish it, it will dissipate quickly. It can resist for a while now, but it is also consuming a lot of its own spiritual power.

    The speed of the fireball condensing on her hand became faster and faster, and everything else in her field of vision moved away from her.

    Hurry up!  Hurry up!

    They are all waiting for her!  If not sooner

    Feng Qingqing only saw the talisman in her eyes. She was so focused that she didn't notice that the flame in her hand changed color. It was not the flame red in common sense, but a kind of cyan blue, which had not yet been touched.The corners of the talisman quickly rolled up and were burned instantly.

    It¡¯s done!

    Feng Qingqing was overjoyed for only a second. The mask under her feet instantly shattered. She stepped on the air, and the weightlessness covered all her senses. She had used up all her spiritual power and strength in the blow just now, and she couldn't even use the flying technique. The little black dragon  Chasing her down from the air, her panicked expression made her a little confused. Self-consciously, she reached out to the little black dragon, but she was always missing the mark.

    Sheis going to fall to death?

    The next moment, she fell into a somewhat cold embrace. Feng Qingqing raised her head and looked at Hong Jiuqing's side face, admiring from the bottom of her heart. From the perspective of death, he was still perfect. She probably didn't dare to compare with him.

    "Well done," Hong Jiuqing gently clasped her wrist, and the spiritual power was warmly transmitted from the joint. "Look around, the water flow and chains caused by the trident are gone."

    Feng Qingqing used her spiritual power to eliminate physical fatigue, just like spring dew after a drought. The warm breath enveloped the muscles and veins in her body, and she almost shed tears. The little black dragon gently rubbed her face, and in a trance, she felt like Xuanyuan Mujing.  While stroking the side of her face, Feng Qingqing opened her eyes, looked at the little black dragon, and fell into silence.

    Does she miss Xuanyuan Mujing too much?  Or is it because the little black dragon is his clone?

    Feng Qingqing dismissed this matter as an illusion and checked around her. As Hong Jiuqing said, indeed all the attacks had disappeared, and even the skull was gone.

    The statue returned to the way they saw it at the beginning, but after the ghost mask shattered, an angry black face was revealed. The eyes no longer moved strangely, but there was a hidden expression of compassion, looking at them quietly.  It looks almost 90% similar to the Mahakala in Feng Qingqing's memory, but the statue looks a little strange as it opens its mouth to speak.

    "I finally escaped," Hong Jiuqing sighed exaggeratedly, "When the chains locked me, they actually locked up my spiritual power. I thought I would really die here"

    Feng Qingqing's expression suddenly changed: "Wait, even if all the attacks have disappeared, we can't relax now. Don't forget one thing!"

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