As soon as the old teeth were bitten, Qingyu Su's Xuan Qi vented out wildly, wanting to mend the distortion of space.

Who knows?

As if provocative, the blue luster on Ling Luoyu's body also skyrocketed.

In the beeping sound of the Chaos Nine Bells, Qing Yusu's space distorted more and more.

Beads of sweat ran down his forehead, and his back was soaked.

If he continues like this, he will surely die!

Ling Luoyu's playful eyes flashed a hint of strangeness, and he suddenly stared in the direction of the palace gate.

"Fatty, stop him!"

Feng Chenglin was watching the excitement of Zhenghuan, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words.

"What?!"

Before he could come back to his senses, Ling Luoyu had already withdrawn from his space.

Before he had time to think about it, Feng Chenglin rushed out of the door.

"Whoosh!"

A figure rushed to the face.

"Daddy!"

Qing Yimin pounced in.

"Stop!"

Feng Chenglin shouted, stretched out his arm, instantly locked him, slammed him to the ground, and suppressed him to death.

"Don't move!"

He can't clean up his father, can't he clean him up?!

"Bang!"

Qing Yimin fell to the ground heavily, he couldn't vomit out the screams of pain, his heart was depressed, and he almost turned his back.

The moment he appeared, Qing Yusu's expression changed greatly.

"Min'er?!"

Especially after seeing Qing Yimin fall into the hands of Feng Chenglin, he was even more panicked.

He almost killed Feng Chenglin just now, and with this person's temperament, I am afraid that he will ask his father to taste the debt and his son, and he will attack Qing Yimin.

No way!

He can't just watch his son have an accident!!

"Stop! Stop y'all for me!! Don't touch my son!! ”

Regardless of the danger of his life, he actually took the Xuanqi space and was desperate to save Qing Yimin.

Ling Luoyu is full of murderous intentions, how could he become a fish that slipped through the net?!

Flipping his fingertips, Ling Luoyu built a space around Feng Chenglin and Qing Yimin.

At the same time, his fingertips grabbed the Chaos Yuan Spirit, and the soul power of the Chaos Nine Turns Clock pressed down urgently.

Without space protection, Qingyusu is like a fish out of water, and there is no capital to compete in an instant.

With a muffled snort, he fell to his knees, holding his head and curling up in a ball.

The Chaos Nine Clock seemed to have the power to devour everything, and it was domineering and wanton to drain his soul away.

"Ah......h

Hearing his father's screams, Qing Yimin also struggled angrily.

"You let me go...... Let go of my ......"

The son's cry broke Qing Yusu's heart even more.

He tried to resist several times, but was ultimately defeated.

Ling Luo Yulian moved lightly, standing quietly, condescending, and his eyes were evil.

"Qing Yusu, want to save your son? Don't be so strenuous! ”

The fingertips flipped, and the Chaos Yuan Spirit rose again, penetrating into the Chaos Nine Turns.

"Buzz"

The clanging sound of the Chaos Nine Bells was even louder, and Qing Yusu's screams couldn't be contained.

"Ahh

As soon as he shouted, Qing Yimin was even more crazy.

"Daddy!"

As everyone knows, his call can frustrate Qing Yusu more than Ling Luoyu's killing.

And his shouting was exactly what Ling Luoyu wanted!

Qing Yimin is the death hole of Qing Yusu!!

As long as he is in hand, Qingyusu has only one way to surrender.

She's not in a hurry!!

Hearing his son's call, Qingyusu finally collapsed.

"Ling San! As long as you don't hurt Min'er, you can beat me and scatter my soul! ”

Ling Luoyu squatted down beside him, smiling evilly.

"What's the point of your soul flying, let's play a game and I'll ask you to answer...... How is it?! ”

Qing Yusu looked at Qing Yimin strongly.

Because of the bloodshot eyeballs, he could barely see his figure clearly, and could only vaguely see his struggle.

"Good...... I promise you......"