Linglongyin naturally wouldn't compromise like this, she had been planning for a long time to get to this point, how could she give up because of his words?

So she plans to let go of it, this is her strongest move, even this person can't easily get out of her imprisonment.

But all she asked for was a moment, but what she didn't expect was that this person didn't even give her a moment.

The huge ghost qi dispersed, filling the entire space, pouring into the lake like a stone, pressing in all directions, at this moment, it was impossible to breathe, and she felt a gust of sand in her throat pouring into it.

This infusion made her feel a breath, and blood filled her mouth.

"Of course, I don't want to go against the demons, but you are not from the demons, and if I want to kill you, the demon lord will not say anything, right?"

"You!!" Linglong Yin has some temperament. She naturally knew that the Demon Venerable's mind was not on her, and in despair, she also thought about whether she could stand side by side with him, but she was rejected, this feeling, and what she had done, had already made her discover, and she didn't think it would come out for her as a demon clan.

It's ridiculous.

"Okay, let's just take it as mine, and please don't be angry anymore."

She surrendered softly.

"It seems that the ghost king, you will actually be worried about me as a weak woman." Linglongyin shows the charm of being a fox demon, this kind of fascinating charm and Xuanyin are matched together, as long as there is a heartbeat, it will naturally be trapped by this spell.

Did she want to seduce his mind?

"Your wishful thinking is really good, but unfortunately, I don't have anyone's heart now, so naturally I won't have any affection for a weak woman like you."

His cohesive atmosphere immediately filled her eyes.

"Don't make any more small gestures."

Linglongyin was shocked by his sudden eyes, and lost her mind for a while, and after he turned the souls of those two people many times, her countless bells tied to her tail were shattered and broken together.

This kind of thing is simply unprecedented.

He didn't use Xuanyin to crack his own tricks, but forcefully filled all her bells with ghost qi to make them unable to make a sound, so that he could solve the problem at the source.

But this way can only be done by someone who has such a strong force.

Fortunately, she gave up her struggle in time and changed her life.

When Qing Yue went out of the demon clan, he took away most of the imprisoned souls, and the half-dead spider was also killed by him in the way given by Linglong Yin and took out Yunhe's soul.

Yunhe used his soul to protect all these devoured souls, but this way also made him an irreversible threat, his current cultivation is afraid that it will be affected to a certain extent, in a short period of time, if he does not quickly retransfer his soul to the human body, I am afraid that it will disappear directly.

He couldn't afford to lose his two apprentices and one of his grandchildren at once.

……

When Mengliang arrived with the flow of people, it was on the top of the small mountain and river that he saw a spire that looked towering into the sky.

The white minaret was shrouded in a dark night-like mist, only at this moment, the cloud had turned red, and it seemed that there was still a little uneasiness surging over the past.

This uneasiness also gave rise to a strong desire to survive, and he saw that some people in his team had realized that they were about to die, and they could no longer walk, and were driven away by those people wielding whips.

It's cruel.

How much blood did this tower absorb to stand still today?

However, this kind of problem also makes people incomprehensible, at such a moment, one can only hope for the plan between them, if it can, the inside and outside can be broken.

But at such a moment, he could no longer receive messages from that person.

It's really unreliable, the scales of this snake!

Dream conscience is so slanderous, drop the chain at a critical moment, this will affect their battle plan!

However, he had already walked under this tower, but it was not as planned, and he saw that Yeling had found the formation and eliminated the strength of the surrounding area. The pressing suppression array, not only was the formation not removed, but the power also increased by a few points.

It's really confusing.

I don't know if what I think is still suitable for planning here.

As soon as they entered the tower, they felt a strong aura coming, and in this strong aura, mixed with painful toxins, their bodies seemed to be split by a blade with every step they took.

And this formation was aimed at their magicians, so the people who brought them didn't feel it at all, and when they saw them slow down, they thought they were trying to struggle in vain, so they tightened the rope and dragged them forward with kicks and blows.

Because Meng Liang has mana to protect his body, he is not as traumatized as they are, and what really puzzles him is that in this Forest of Blades, the magic circle should have been lifted, what is Yeling doing?

Someone wouldn't have knocked him down, would he?

Just as Mengliang feared, there was indeed an inevitable conflict between Yeling and the Ka Evil King.

However, this conflict made Yeling bound by the formation, and when he woke up, he was in a void.

"I grant you access to the depths of my heart, and since you cannot die, it is a good thing to be here forever with me."

He looked at this empty state of mind, which was like a mirror that could reflect the life of a person, and as he walked, the scenery around him also changed, and Yeling saw himself standing on a hillside.

I haven't seen this shining sky for a long time.

And on the top of that hill stood a child, who was laboriously scrubbing a horse with a brush, and the light shone on the horse, and the child stroked the horse as if he were fascinated.

But before his hand could touch the horse, the bucket flew up by itself, and poured the filthy dung water on him.

"Despicable fellow! Who made you touch my foal so much! Don't get out of here! ”

He saw the magician coming from a distance, and he hurriedly leaned down to kneel, but was suddenly lifted and thrown away by a force, and the whole person rose into the air, and was directly thrown to the cliff on the side by the bad-hearted child.

"Ahh Help me!! ”

"What's there to shout?" The kid smiled wickedly, "Haven't you been looking at our stuff?" I have given you a great honor not to cut off your hand! ”

His eyes suddenly moved slightly: "In this case, let's play a game." ”

He hung the child on a branch by the cliff: "You stay here honestly, if you don't fall for an hour, you can live, if you fall, then there is no way." ”

"Ahh

The boy screamed in alarm. There are man-eating beasts entrenched below.

"If you shout, you will add another hour."

The beast bit his foot and tore off a piece of flesh.

"Ugh!!" The boy desperately tried to get out of the beast's siege, and the man said, "Just make a sound, and add another hour." ”

He didn't dare to move anymore. Screaming, sweating and shrinking himself, the beast wanted to eat him, but he had no choice but to besiege and intercept him, and he couldn't reach it.

The magicians waited for a long time and made no further progress, and felt bored, so they said, "Hang for another hour, if you can still hold on, we will let you down." ”

With that, the boy mischievously hung him on the treetops, and walked away with a sneer.

The child who was hanging by the cliff was terrified, he did not dare to move, he did not dare to call for help, for fear that the rotten branch would break, and he waited all night in a near faint for the man to return, thinking that he must have been forgotten here.

They are the lowest slaves, and those who have become masters are so happy that they naturally forget that his life is hanging by a thread.

Yeling's heart moved slightly.

He thought of the fact that when he was honored in the first place, he really didn't care about their life or death, as a magician with the best bloodline, he naturally received this kind of knowledge since he was a child, they were noble and decisive, and they would never tolerate behavior that violated their boundaries.

Now, however, it is they who are ironic.

Nightfeather shook her hand and waited for it to get dark, when the whirling beasts finally got tired and left.

The boy came back to his senses, but he stiffened with fright, and when he saw that the rotten branches could no longer support his body, and his body was about to crumble, he closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

However, death did not come as expected.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a pair of wings, lifting him up from below, because the moon was dim, he couldn't see this person's face clearly, but his wings did exist in the dark night.

It was probably a dream, and if it wasn't a dream, how could he see people with wings?

And when he woke up from a coma, he kept that dream in his heart, waiting for the day when he would be able to meet the winged god, but bathed in the holy light.

If he was lucky enough to have a dream that didn't belong to him at that time, and at the moment when he worked hard to create a piece of the world, he met that person again.

But on the battlefield.

He was a small heir at the time, and he only worked hard to make a living, and in his cognition, as long as he could resist the enemy on the battlefield, then he would be rewarded accordingly, and he would kill more and more bravely, expecting himself to get the corresponding status.

In this war against the invasion of foreign enemies, the boundary between magicians and ordinary people seems to have been blurred to a certain extent, no matter how many magicians there are, there are enemies who cannot be resisted, and they finally think of uniting most of the civilian slaves and using the tactics of crowds to achieve their goals.