Chapter 709
It's just that at this moment, this cold smile bloomed on Ye Lingyue's already cold face, and it didn't make people feel the height of the Yuan Yuan as the flower of Kaolin, it only made people feel as if they had met the flower of soul devouring that had returned from the Nine Hells.
It's terrifying!
"Stupid"
This tone is as if it is a call from hell, and it is the majesty of the higher-ups.
Inborn
It is not the same as Ye Lingyue.
"Ye Lingyue" glanced at Chang Qingfeng, who was already as weak as an ant, and was so stupid to survive.
It is useless for such a pathetic mortal to remain in this world!
"Ye Lingyue" turned his right hand slightly, and the red blood sword appeared in his hand.
"Red Blood!"
Chang Qingfeng looked at this scene incredulously.
"How is this possible!"
The red blood recognizes the Lord, and what is made is also a soul contract, and the master that is recognized is also the soul.
Except for Ye Lingyue, how could outsiders drive the Red Blood Sword!
"Red Blood, are you going to rebel!"
Chang Qingfeng asked in a cold voice.
"Huh"
Ye Lingyue sneered.
"Innocent!"
Correct......
The red-blooded sword in his hand moved slightly, and others couldn't find it.
However, "Ye Lingyue" holding the Red Blood Sword could be directly felt.
is just a saber, and I can't do it if I think I can cultivate myself!
forcibly suppressed the will of the Red Blood Sword to resist.
The red-blooded resistance was all caused by the man in front of him!
Even so, he can't be left behind!
Seeing that Ye Lingyue had taken the red blood sword and raised his eyes slightly, Chang Qingfeng's body did not obey the call, standing in place, unable to move, no matter how he struggled, it was to no avail.
The person in front of him, even if he was not Ye Lingyue, was definitely an existence that Chang Qingfeng could not provoke.
He knew it, but he would still stand up, just to awaken Ye Lingyue's soul!
"Brother Chang!"
Hua Yu was about to step forward, but was dragged back by Ling Jiulin.
Hua Yu couldn't react, and before he could ask, as soon as he turned around, he saw that Ling Jiulin behind him had already rushed out like an arrow from the string.
With a single sword, he cut off "Ye Lingyue's" spiritual power imprisonment on Chang Qingfeng.
But he almost backed himself, and he took seven steps back before he barely stabilized his figure.
"What are you looking for?"
Chang Qingfeng only felt that his heart was shocked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Then what are you looking for to die?"
Ling Jiulin asked rhetorically.
hehe
Sample, grown!
Chang Qingfeng no longer cared about Ling Jiulin, and continued to face "Ye Lingyue".
"I know you're still here, no one can deny your existence, as long as you want to, you can definitely come back!"
That big lady
is clearly a weak woman, but she has always been extremely strong.
Don't come back!
"What stupidity!"
With a wave of his palm, Chang Qingfeng was injured by the palm wind, hit a few zhang away, and hit the stone wall of Shandong, and then fell.
"Stupid and pathetic mortal, your loyalty, useless!"
Then, he glanced condescendingly at Evergreen Peak.
"Going against me will only push you into the abyss of death."
mortal
They must be very afraid of death.
Death will surely be ......
"But I'm not dead yet!"
Chang Qingfeng got up from the ground.
Reached out and wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"As long as I'm not dead, no one can take her away!"
So determined
She couldn't help but be curious.
What is it that gave this weak mortal such courage.
Do you like it?
Or is it love, as mortals often say?
interesting
This mortal is very interesting.
"I won't kill you, don't send you to death again."
Shouldn't......
Death for that stupid woman.
She has already got what she wants, so naturally she will not continue to stay here.
"You can't go!"
Chang Qingfeng stepped forward and grabbed the sleeve of "Ye Lingyue".
"Look for death!"
Chang Qingfeng's entire body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
I only felt that my internal organs were shaken out of place by a powerful spiritual power.
This time, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You're crazy!"
Afraid that "Ye Lingyue" would kill Chang Qingfeng, Ling Jiulin was between the two.
Another one who is not afraid of death!
"Ye Lingyue" was slightly surprised.
Are mortals today so not afraid of death?
Inadvertently, "Ye Lingyue" noticed the sword in Ling Jiulin's hand.
"Yun Rin!"
How could Yun Rin be in the hands of a mortal!
"Where did you steal from?"
The already cold face suddenly became more aggressive.
"Stealing artifacts is a capital offense!"
Mere mortals, dare to offend the gods.
"Sister, that's my husband's family heirloom."
Despite being afraid, Qin Muxuan still stood up and said a word for Ling Jiulin.
"Family heirloom!"
scold
Is she so easy to deceive?!
"How can a mortal possess a divine object!"
The so-called family heirloom is even more of a joke.
The Yun Rin Sword in his hand wanted to stay away uncontrollably, and Ling Jiu Rin desperately wanted to hold the Yun Rin Sword tightly.
Yun Rin's sword still took off his hand and flew into Ye Lingyue's hand.
"Give it back!"
For Ling Jiu Rin, the Yun Rin Sword was not an ordinary thing, and it was impossible to give it up on his own initiative.
"Ye Lingyue" did not hold the Yun Rin Sword in his hand.
Because when she summoned the Yun Rin Sword, she felt obvious resistance from the Yun Rin Sword.
This shows that Yun Rin Sword is actively defending the person holding the sword and is unwilling to stay away.
"Sword Spirit"
It's not a natural sword spirit yet.
Yun Rin's sword was originally a divine object, and it gave birth to a sword spirit, which is a blasphemy by mortals.
A sword that is no longer sacred is no longer worthy of being called a "sacred object".
"Ye Lingyue" was slightly displeased on her face, and threw the Yun Rin Sword in front of Ling Jiu Rin.
Ling Jiulin stood still and did not move, Qin Muxuan clearly saw the incredible longing on Ling Jiulin's face.
Sword Spirit!
Is it because of the sword spirit of the Yun Rin Sword?
After a long time, Ling Jiu Rin picked up the Yun Rin Sword again.
"Auntie"
My aunt really did what she said, and she was always by his side no matter whether she lived or died.
The person who has never thought about it is himself at all!
"Miss......
The attendant stepped forward.
I snorted, but I didn't know how to keep it.
"Fox"
"Ye Lingyue" saw through the identity of the attendant at a glance.
It's just that this fox is just an extremely ordinary fox among the fox clan.
Blood......
It's too low to get into her eyes.
"Sister Moon"
Gu Ci also wants to say and stops.
Everyone seems to want to keep "Ye Lingyue" at this moment, but they obviously know in their hearts that this Ye Lingyue is not the real Ye Lingyue at all.
All this fell in the eyes of "Ye Lingyue", who only felt that these ignorant and stupid mortals would only add these inconsequential shackles to their lives.
What a stupid act!
She doesn't even have the slightest thought of paying attention!
Raising his hand, he accurately found the barrier set here.
But in an instant, the barrier here fell apart and ceased to exist.