My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4651-White

"No pain, no faintness, no uncomfortableness! Nothing at all." A small face paralyzed and glanced at the nervous people, and spread out a pair of small hands at Yun Chen. "It's okay, I don't feel anything. You Would you feel wrong? The old man really attacked me? "

Feng Changfei could not help but rolled his eyes, sighed "Wu", "Look, where does she look like? If she is attacked by the old thief's consciousness, can she still stand now? Can you still say so much to us wisely? "

Simply blind and nervous!

He made his brother follow his own and became nervous.

Feng Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then took a curious look at Qiao Mu, "Qiao Qiao, the elder who forgot the Duo Chuan, was in the later stage of the Immortal Realm. His consciousness, at least, reached the apex of the eighth level of consciousness. "

"You ... Are there any magic weapons in your body to guard against attacks of consciousness?"

Qiaomu scratched his head subconsciously: Was Jin Fuyu the right? Only then did it seem that he saw some light and shadows passing by the Shiyuan, and then was shocked by Jin Fuyu's golden light, and it was directly dissipated.

But even without Jin Fuyu's anti-seismic effect, then the eighth level of consciousness would not have much effect on her?

Qiao Mu said weakly, "I, a few days ago, I just broke through the twelfth level."

After saying this, Qiao Mu saw Feng Changfei's several people roll their eyes at her.

Everyone's inner OS is estimated to be: lying down, you don't have to say it early!

The Peony Fairy fluttered amused, and then laughed, "Don't worry about it! It's funny and terrible. Would you like to attack the eighth level consciousness to attack the twelfth level? Find yourself to die."

"Uhhhhhhhhh ..." the face of Buddha with expression of Buddha face, could not help but smile and said, "All said that Qiao Qiao is a good child. The gods of others can never transcend the realm, she is the other way around. Hahaha. "

Seems to be very funny, the Lord, talking and amusing himself.

Everyone: ...

One thing the Lord is really talking about ideas.

Taohua Xianzun drew his lips and said, "Qiao Qiao, your consciousness, broke through the twelfth level not long ago? How old were you before?"

"Tenth level." Qiao Mu gave him a strange look. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Not bad?"

"What's upset?" Qiao Mu didn't understand.

"Nah, this is the biggest problem. Do you know that God's Consciousness needs to be accommodated. You are a little master who has broken through Level 5 in a realm, but has reached Level 12 ... Do n’t think Is this weird? "

"Yeah, yeah, do you know what our consciousness is?"

"Tell you, the average person reaches the tenth level and almost reaches the top."

"It is absolutely impossible to practice beyond your own realm."

"So the old man launched a sacred attack on you because it has absolute self-confidence in his own consciousness!"

"Where did you come across such a wonderful you?"

Qi Xuanxuan and others glanced at them silently, and saw a group of practitioners in the supernatural state, paralyzed around the small face. You said something to me, and was giving her new scientific knowledge.

"Aren't there fifteen levels of consciousness?" Qiao Mu asked in confusion.

Everyone smiled at her, but the laughter was strange, and the small face paralyzed and patted Feng Changfei, who was closest to him.

A group of practitioners in a supernatural state: They are too lazy to talk to you ...

(End of this chapter)