Chapter 252: The Art of Soul Restoration

Fuck it, am I digging your ancestral grave or robbing your husband?!

Is there such a ruthless one who comes up!

Ming Yujin's brain is chaotic, but his scolding skills are not weak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's just that I don't have the strength to resort to words, so I can only hope for the fierce stare of the big eyes!

At the same time, I also can't understand why these seven tones can suddenly see themselves, obviously their mental shielding has not been removed, could it be that they will be wrong?

What these seven tones want to hit is not himself, it is purely by mistake?

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is poignant.

The next Qiyin's reaction clearly confirmed that she could see it, and she was going for Ming Yujin.

Seeing that Qiyin's response was very violent, he got up and shot towards Ming Yujin's side, and the streamer in his hand was several times more fierce than Fang Cai's, with a murderous aura like destroying the world, and it struck at the face, as if it could burn people's flesh and skin, and it was scorching and terrifying.

Ming Yujin was injured and couldn't dodge it at all.

I could only subconsciously form a few more bubbles, and wrap a few more layers in the red letters around me.

However, the destructive power of the streamer is amazing, and in a few breaths, it bursts the bubble, and the momentum is like a rainbow, approaching the Ming Yujin in the red letter.

The next situation, Ming Yujin is no longer known.

With the loss of blood, the vision became more and more blurred, and only more and more red light was faintly seen, blooming, blooming, and disappearing, like the fall of a red star, brilliant very...

Damn, I didn't expect that it was the big brothers with red letters who protected me in the end, and I knew that I wouldn't be so stingy...

With this vague thought, Ming Yujin's consciousness suddenly dispersed and fell into a fainting.

And her fainting was like something triggered.

The red letters, which were originally only in a defensive state, suddenly burst into red light, and together with the two red-letter walls that were blocking the road, they also dispersed, and they all flew to Ming Yujin's side and swirled, and soon, the position where Ming Yujin fainted was wrapped into a huge fiery red silkworm chrysalis, spinning extremely fast in mid-air.

"Do you think I can't move you if I'm wrapped?

Qiyin had bitter hatred in his eyes, and waved his hands quickly, and the streamer was like a long whip with thorns, "popping" and pumping it on the fiery red silkworm chrysalis, and every time he pulled it, he lifted off a piece of red letters, and then it was soon covered by other red words.

But she was tireless, took the time to continue pumping, and made up for the continued pumping...

When Long Qianhao arrived, what he saw was a mad woman, desperately pumping the fiery red silkworm chrysalis that swirled in mid-air.

Maybe the strength has been consumed too much, and the fiery red silkworm chrysalis looks a little thin at the moment, and it can be faintly seen that there seems to be one lying inside.

Long Qianhao's face was majestic, but there was murderous intent looming in his eyes.

The golden light from his left hand pierced his heart...

He didn't need anyone to tell him, he understood.

It's a girl lying inside!

The cold eyes, as heavy as black ink, quietly looked at the woman who was still tirelessly destroying the silkworm chrysalis.

This woman, damn it...

As soon as the thought of the word dead came out, Long Qianhao's eyes, which were originally like black ink, suddenly burst into golden light, and the middle of the pupil turned into a narrow slit, shaped like a beast's pupil, with the intention of killing people's hearts.

The long black satin-like hair was windless, and his body slowly rose, surrounded by evil energy, like the god of war coming to the world, and the pressure of mountains and seas poured out.

Qiyin paused, slowly turned his head, and looked at Long Qianhao in mid-air, a complicated color flashed in his eyes: "It's you." ā€

When he saw his golden pupils, he gasped, as if he wanted to say something.

Correct... The word "you" just came out.

Long Qianhao, who didn't say a word, suddenly burst out with brilliant golden light all over his body, his body soared, and his right hand became a claw, shooting towards Qiyin like a swimming dragon.

Fast! Very fast!

However, Qiyin didn't even make a move to dodge, but only looked at Long Qianhao's direct attack.

In less than a breath, Long Qianhao had already come to Qiyin's eyes, grabbed her left shoulder, twisted it hard, clicked, and the Qiyin in the god only came and let out a scream, and was thrown out, like a rag doll, slammed into the crystal stone wall, and with a heavy flick, "bang" fell to the ground.

Qiyin struggled to get up, only to feel that his left shoulder hurt his heart, and his right hand was lightly touched, but he only felt a deep depression, and turned his head in horror to look, only to find that his left shoulder had been crushed and concave into a deep hole...

"You... Yes... Why!"

finally returned to his mind because of the severe pain, and the seven tones were extremely painful, but the resentful eyes seemed to hurt not his body, but his heart.

Extremely sad, he looked at the man who had been quietly floating in the air, gently caressing the fiery red silkworm chrysalis.

"You're back, but you're doing this to me for her!

"You're damned..."

Qiyin's question seemed to remind him that he still had something to do, and then slowly turned around.

Looking at Qiyin, who was half-sitting on the ground, was like looking at a humble and dirty ant.

Long Qianhao's words made Qiyin regain her composure, the painful color on her beautiful face faded, and only a piece of calmness remained, and she was heard chuckling softly, the laughter was like a silver bell, crisp and pleasant, but the killing intent was instantaneous: "Hahaha! I should die? In that case, then you might as well stay with me~"

As the words fell, his right hand drew a half-arc in the air, as if grasping something, and stuffed it heavily into the deep hole on his left shoulder, muttering something in his mouth, and the obscure voice seemed to break through the boundaries of time and space, coming from ancient times.

As the incantation was pronounced, his pale face slowly returned to pink, and even the previous injuries disappeared little by little.

"Rejuvenating the soul... It's really self-defeating to try to challenge me at the cost of burning a thousand years of life. ā€

Long Qianhao looked at Qiyin, as if he was looking at a clown struggling to survive, the corners of his cold mouth pulled slightly, and after sneering.

With one in his right hand, he laid a golden light enchantment around the red silkworm chrysalis, stroked the enchantment, and said gently: "Girl, sleep well." ā€

Immediately, his body spun, and slowly drifted towards the seven tones that were gradually recovering, and as he drifted away, a brilliant light curtain was formed around him, and there seemed to be a little star in the light curtain falling down naturally.

Qiyin, who had originally regained his blood, turned pale again, "Soul Destroying Light, you actually used Soul Destroying Light on me!"

Long Qianhao glanced at her boredly and contemptuously, "Fight, or don't fight." ā€

The seven-tone silver tooth bited, the jade hand waved, and a rainbow shot away.

Long Qianhao just waved his hand lightly, and the starry light curtain cut off the rainbow mang, and also drew a deep hole in the jade hand where the rainbow mang was swung out by Qiyin.

In the long, deep mouth, the skin and flesh turned outward, and bright red blood seeped out of the flesh, and soon stained half of Qiyin's body.

Correct... The suffering has only just begun.