The Phaseless Sword looks extremely transparent and lightweight, but it is extremely dense and quite heavy to hold in your hand.

As she pinched it, the soul blade suddenly let out a clang, protesting.

The sword of the Phaseless Sword has something that the soul blade repels.

"Your name is Mao, what a pity if this good thing is thrown away!?"

Regardless of the Soul Blade's protests, Ling Luoyu threw it into the Chaos Netherland.

Her eyes swept slightly, and she looked at Xia Xian, and the corners of her lips instantly bloomed with a smile.

"Lord Worship, do you have to carry it?! The rudder offering has been carried for a long time! ”

Having said that, her fingertips tightened, and the Sanskrit sound of the Chaos Nine Bells became heavier and the murderous sound thicker.

"Ahh

Xia Feng rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, hitting his head on the ground from time to time, wishing to smash his head to pieces.

Splitting headaches.

It was as if there were hands stirring in his head, tearing at his soul, trying to pull it out of his body.

Looking at the chivalrous worship on the ground, Jin Huaran realized that things were about to get out of control, and hurriedly retreated silently.

As soon as his body moved, there was an awe-inspiring murderous aura from behind.

When he turned his head, he saw the soul blade standing in the air, and the aura was pressing.

The feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and Ling Luoyu's eyes slanted at him, startling a still water.

"Your Majesty, our business is not over yet, where are you going?!"

Jin Huaran's breath was sluggish, and his eyes showed a look of horror: "What are you going to do?" Don't come nonsense, this emperor is the emperor of tart, if you kill me, it is tantamount to provoking a war between the two countries, and at that time, you will be a sinner for the ages! ”

"Sinners through the ages?!" Ling Luoyu sneered, and Lianbu moved lightly: "If I don't kill you, I will be the sinner of the Ling family!" ”

The fingertips moved slightly, and the soul blade rose sharply, killing out.

"Lock the space!"

A shout came suddenly, as if it was spreading from the sky.

"Boom!"

Endless power instantly suppressed downward.

The soul blade instantly froze a foot in front of Jin Huaran's body.

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank unconsciously.

Space Confinement?!

She was about to escape into the chaotic realm, but suddenly realized that her body could not move at all, and she was frozen in the action of jumping.

Jin Huaran looked at her with a frightened look in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't know what was going on!

It was as if the whole world had been frozen, and everything had come to a standstill.

"Boom!"

The power of imprisonment, as if in transit, disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!"

Ling Luoyu's posture of escaping into the Chaos Realm remained unchanged, and he still flashed into the Chaos Realm.

And at that moment, the soul blade also stabbed into Jin Huaran's left shoulder with a "poof".

It's business as usual!

Ling Luoyu stood still in a trance, feeling that the feeling just now was like a dream!

A real dream!

"That space is imprisoned...... Not for me? ”

When the space confinement paused, she thought it was Jin Huaran's helper.

Now, it seems, probably not!

They should have been inadvertently involved in a duel between masters.

"Master?!"

Ling Luoyu's heart fluttered inexplicably.

What kind of master can even imprison her!

What kind of cultivation does this have to be against the heavens?

Feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly thought of Mo Xuanchen.

"Mo Xuanchen?! Could it be that he met an opponent?! ”

Surprised, she hurriedly flashed out of the chaotic realm, and didn't care about the life or death of Jin Huaran and Xia worship, collected the Chaos Nine Turning Clock and the soul blade, and rushed to the palace at a gallop.