The old man's hand is like electricity, and his palm is evil.

Although Ling Luo's cultivation is not as good as his, the extreme fire can burn all the yin and evil things in the world.

It could be seen that the old ghost was extremely jealous of the flames she emitted.

"Xiao Luo, imagine what the emperor looks like in your mind, the bigger the better!" The voice of hell came to mind in my head.

Ling Luo froze his mind, and the scene of seeing the soul of the ancient Extreme Fire God Dragon for the first time gradually appeared in his mind.

Immediately after, her hands were sealed, and a dragon roar shook the mountains and forests.

In the image of extreme fire, the prison attacked the old ghost's body.

"Whoa—"

The Extreme Fire Dragon Soul penetrated the old ghost's body, burning a huge black hole in his chest.

The old ghost let out a heart-rending cry of pain, and looked at his pierced chest, his eyes wide open with fear.

He saw half of his mutilated heart, charred and beating around the edges.

"Lingxi agarwood, bring it." Ling Luo stretched out a hand and looked coldly at the dying man.

The old ghost's pale lips moved slightly, and before he could speak, he collapsed.

Ling Luo squatted down and placed it on the tip of the old ghost's nose. He's dead.

Her gaze wandered around the old ghost's body, only to notice that he had an earthy yellow spatial ring on his thumb.

After Ling Luo pulled it out, he injected a trace of vitality, probed into it, and found a lot of strange things, and the spirit rhino agarwood was inside.

"Hell, what was that trick just now? It's amazing. ”

"Hey, hey, this emperor He Xu Longye, even if it's just a soul, it's enough to torture these minions."

Listening to the prison triumphant tone, Ling Luo rarely did not ridicule it. Because she knew that the old ghost who fought against her just now was about the same strength as Ling Zhan, at least a third- or fourth-order great martial artist.

"Thank you very much this time."

"Hey, hey, little meaning."

Ling Luo set a fire and burned the evil bamboo forest, and walked out slowly.

Outside the Soul Suppression Bamboo Forest, as soon as Chen Moxu saw Ling Luo, he hurriedly stood up and asked, "Have you got the Lingxi Agarwood?" ”

Ling Luo nodded and said, "I got it, His Royal Highness the Prince, let's go back." ”

Chen Moxu's face turned fierce, his eyes crossed fiercely, and without saying a word, he stretched out a hand and pinched Ling Luo's neck.

As if he had expected it, Ling Luo floated back lightly, snatched Chen Moxu's attack, and sneered: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you really harbor evil intentions. ”

Chen Moxu was pierced by someone, his face became more and more gloomy, and he scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, quickly hand over the Lingxi Agarwood!" ”

"It turns out that you really want the emperor to die!" Ling Luo looked at Chen Moxu with an extremely contemptuous look, "Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, do you know that if you do this, the throne that originally belonged to you will only be farther away from you!" ”

"Humph! What do you know? Non-toxic no husband! ”

Chen Moxu stopped talking nonsense, rushed towards Ling Luo, and died ruthlessly.

When Ling Luo had just killed the old ghost, with the help of the power of the Ancient Extreme Fire Divine Dragon, he had consumed at least two-thirds of the vitality of his body, and now he was facing the killer under the crown prince, and he suddenly seemed a little stretched.

Ling Luo gradually became overwhelmed, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face became more and more pale.

When she went out to the palace today, because Xuanyuan Yu was still asleep, she didn't call him. Now that I am in distress, I regret it.

I knew that I was going to drag that snooze guy anyway.