Ling Luoyu curled his lips coldly, "Don't worry, before I die, I will definitely kill you first!" ”

An awe-inspiring murderous aura burst out from her, and the aura of the Chaos Yuan Spirit poured out, powerful as coercion, and the suppressed enemy array's heart trembled.

"You...... You are ......"

She is obviously a cultivator of the Xuanling Eightfold, but the breath that pours out has a coercion that can only be found at the Xuanhuang level.

How is this possible???

Ling Luoyu suddenly spun around, his body was as fast as lightning, flashing towards the enemy array, the silver needle pierced out, and then entered the body of the enemy array,

The release of the Chaos Yuan Spirit caused the enemy array to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

It's unreasonable!

His Xuanba Triple Cultivation was unexpectedly hit hard by a Xuanling Eightfold one after another.

Sadly, he still doesn't understand how he got hurt.

However, seeing that he was deflated one after another, hatred and evil began in his heart.

"Ling Luoyu, Lao Tzu originally wanted to keep you to have a good time, but now it seems that it is impossible...... Lao Tzu will send you to the Yellow Spring ...... now"

The Xuanba Triple Xuan Qi was completely released on the black knife, and he slashed Xiang Luo Yu fiercely.

Ling Luoyu took two steps back, and the silver needle rose again.

What's more, the first thing I did when I went back this time was to find a weapon that was satisfactory.

The Silver Needle is only suitable for assassination, not for hand-to-hand combat.

Moreover, because her cultivation is not enough, her lethality is also insufficient.

Otherwise, with the power of the Chaos Yuan Spirit, she could directly explode his dantian and abolish Ya's cultivation.

The toxins in her body had already begun to kick in, and she felt the incongruity of her hands and feet.

The voice of nothingness rose at the right time: "Master, your body is poisonous, you must enter the Chaos Realm to exorcise the poison!" ”

Ling Luoyu's fingertips trembled, and the feeling of pinching the silver needle disappeared little by little.

"No way!"

The enemy has seen through her secret and must kill him.

Once the secret of her woman's body is leaked out, Ling Bufan will face the crime of bullying the king, ranging from deposing and raiding the family, or killing the nine clans.

Today's Ling family is stormy and not yet strong, and her secrets must not be leaked.

The enemy must be killed!!

In an instant, the black knife of the enemy array had already slashed under Ling Luoyu's neck.

Hao's wrist flipped and her silver needle shot out to meet his wrist.

Suddenly

The overwhelming coercion and intimidation came, and it was overwhelmingly pressed on the body of the enemy array.

"Bang!"

The enemy array didn't have the slightest power to resist, and it didn't even have the strength to hum, it was flattened to the ground like a toad, and Ling Luoyu's silver needle suddenly fell short.

Hairy ???

Ling Luoyu still maintained the movement of the needle, and his eyes slowly fell on the Qiu Array.

What is this guy singing??

Disarm and surrender?

Looks like she's the one who should surrender now, right?!

A strange look came from behind him, Ling Luoyu's mind moved slightly, and he turned around suddenly.

Behind her, a man in white stood leisurely.

It was the demon I saw that day, the boss behind Baisheng Zhai.

He was dressed in white, standing between heaven and earth with outstanding and elegant dignity.

The rain splashed an inch on his side, not a drop of it on his body, not even the shoes under his feet.

Water doesn't stick to clothes!

Ling Luoyu's heart was shocked.

What kind of rebellion this man's cultivation must be.

"Is that you?"

Ling Luoyu lowered his head and looked at the enemy formation, understanding something.

"Is he your hand?"

The man in white smiled indifferently: "I didn't do anything...... It's just that he can't move with coercion! ”

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes sank, and he squatted down suddenly, twisting the head of the enemy formation with his hand, turning three hundred and sixty degrees.