Fu Ling saw Bai Qingyan retreat in fear, the curvature of the corners of her lips deepened, and then she let go of the hand holding Feng Zhuo and walked towards her.

Bai Qingyan looked at the people who came over, shocked and frightened.

As he walked, he slashed at the wound on his right palm, causing the already existing wound to crack and deepen, allowing blood to flow out.

After the blood flowed out, the blood-stained right hand gripped the left wrist.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The silver bell, which had never made a sound when it walked, made an ethereal bell sound after it was stained with blood.

Feng Zhuo heard the sound of the bell and looked at Fu Ling blankly.

The sound of the bell is ethereal, like a heavenly sound that rings through eternity.

However, among the people present, except for Feng Zhuo, no one heard the sound of the bell.

Dan Dan was a little dumbfounded when he found that Fu Ling had activated the Sky Bell.

The heavenly bell is a celestial weapon, a celestial weapon that can communicate with the heavens and borrow strength from the heavens, and it is also the only weapon that the heavens cannot take away.

But every time he borrowed the power of heaven, the master needed to help the heavenly way do one thing.

Some of those things are very strange, so the owner will not use them at all until the last resort.

Before, in the volcano, it said that the master had a way, that is, he knew that the master could borrow from the sky and leave that place alive no matter what, but at that time, the master didn't use it immediately, but now it is used, and it seems that the white light smoke is dead.

Heavenly power was injected into the body, and Fu Ling instantly felt that the whole person was much more relaxed.

Bai Qingyan looked at Fu Ling, who came with a smile, and said with a pale face: "You, what do you want to ......?"

Fu moved her fingers, and when Bai Qingyan finished speaking, her movements were lightning fast, pinching Bai Qingyan's neck, pressing her backwards, and colliding with a tree.

"Hmm......"

Bai Qingyan slammed into a tree and let out a painful groan.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this.

Even Ye Mingxuan was dumbfounded.

The scene in front of you is more exciting than seeing a ghost!

Everyone knows that Fu Ling is a frail fool waste, and Bai Qingyan is a fourth-level spirit master, under normal circumstances, Fu Ling can't even get close to Bai Qingyan's body, but now, ......

Fu Ling not only got closer, but also grabbed Bai Qingyan's neck!

Fu Ling looked at Bai Qingyan and chuckled, "Move me?" ”

"Whirling, you, are you crazy?" Bai Qingyan wanted to use her strength, but she found that her strength was suppressed.

It's suppressed by death, and there's no way to use it.

"Whirling, what are you doing?" Shen Huai, the seventh prince, also saw this scene and scolded: "Are you crazy? ”

"Quickly let go of the white light smoke!"

When Fu Ling heard this, he turned his head to look at Shen Huaiyi.

Looking at Shang Fuling's smiling eyes, Shen Huai only felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing to the top of his head, shivering for no reason!

"Help, help......" Bai Qingyan looked at Shen Huaiyi painfully.

"When you let people kill me, did you think that this would happen?" Fu Ling asked with a smile.

"No, it's not me, my idea ......" Bai Qingyan said bitterly: "It's not me, I said I want to kill you, please, please, let me go......"

"Of course I'm going to let you go." Fu Ling approached Bai Qingyan's ear and whispered, "Let you go to Huangquan." ”

"Don't worry, someone else will be there for you soon."

When the words fell, he brushed his hand hard.

A "click" sounded, and everyone saw that Fu Ling withdrew his hand, and Bai Qingyan fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no movement.

The eight people who came to find the Spirit......

No, seven people to be exact.