Lu Chaoyan's eyebrows slowly frowned, and after a while, she didn't see the person get up, and the fingers that controlled the magic circle were pinched very tightly.

"Lin Ling?"

There was no sound in the circle.

Thinking of the reason for the other party's resurrection, Lu Chaoyan's heart suddenly felt like an ant crawling over. Is it a spiritual weapon, a master, or a ...... It was Xie Hanzhou who did it!

A frame flashed in his mind, three hundred years ago, Xie Hanzhou went to the forbidden place after Lin Ling's death and sacrificed to the forbidden place. Later, he had a conflict with the Heavenly Dao Sect Patriarch who pursued him, and was forcibly brought back to the sect. It was also on that occasion that she almost died in the hands of Xie Hanzhou.

Could it be that he rushed to the forbidden place back then......

Who is he not going to remember at all?

It's about saving people!

He did all this to save Lin Ling?

Then he wanted to kill himself afterwards because he found out about it?

Suddenly, countless panics welled up in my heart, and a layer of water was blurred in my eyes. The magic trick in her hand was pinched tightly, and she slowly increased her strength, and her voice became deeper and lower, as if she wanted to cover something:

"Lin Ling, how did you come back to life?"

Sang Ling's eyes moved slightly, and the fishy smell and blood in her throat were heavier, but she didn't have the slightest intention of raising her head to answer.

The silence was still a dead silence.

Lu Chaoyan only felt that the numbness and uneasiness in her heart slowly expanded, bringing out the secret wounds in the past, why did she hate Lin Ling, who was inferior to her?

Lin Ling obviously doesn't have anything to handle, even if she comes back from the dead, the only thing she can see is that face. Even if the big demon was rescued in the nine-story tower, Lin Ling relied on these conspiracies to calculate, and later she was not attacked by her spirit rune, and she could only get out if she was rescued. Now it's easy to be subdued by this magic circle, and it seems that after dying once, cultivation is still useless.

But I just hate her, and I can't wait for her to die!

Lu Chaoyan's footsteps slowly approached, and a pair of eyes circled into the magic circle like a poisonous snake, patrolling the woman inside, revealing a grit like a bone steel knife.

"Is it Hanzhou, is it he who resurrected you? Even now, he still doesn't want to marry me, is it because you have come back from the dead? ”

The woman in the circle did not move, as if she had fallen into a coma.

Lu Chaoyan disdainfully loosened the control of these magic arrays:

"It's been hundreds of years, you're still so useless, it's a waste, and a slightly stronger magic circle can't stand it."

The golden space gradually decreased, and the spiritual pressure in the magic circle loosened a lot. Lu Chaoyan took another big step closer, trying to tell if the people in the circle had woken up.

"Really?"

However, at this moment, a light murmur suddenly reached his ears, followed by a fierce and domineering sword light. Straight to the point, vowing to take his life.

Lu Chaoyan was suddenly stunned, the sword light flashed in front of him, and the golden mangs of the magic circle that had weakened buzzed. The voice was sharp, piercing the forehead, and in the blink of an eye it was near.

The sharp sword light reflected a breathtaking white light into his eyes, and Lu Chaoyan subconsciously clasped the magic array in his hand, but his eyes were stimulated by the sudden reflection to close his eyes.

In the next moment, there was a "crackle", and the sword light pierced the magic circle, and Jin Mang's head was gone.

The magic array countered Lu Chaoyan and spat out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly opened his eyes, the sharp sword qi in front of him had already cut his cheeks painfully. She didn't care about the internal injuries that were devoured, her hand grabbed in the air, and a spirit sword was held in her hand, blocking the stabbing sword in front of her. The tip of the sword was only an inch away from the forehead.

Sang Ling smiled, and the strength in her hand was not allowed to give up.

"Fairy Lu, how are the injuries in the Nine-Story Pagoda healing?"

Lu Chaoyan's eyes only contained hatred:

"Cunning! You just deliberately lured me deeper! ”

"Life is like a play, as long as you have acting skills."

Sang Ling parted his right hand, the spirit sword in his hand flashed to one side, breaking free from the current stalemate, the sword in his hand was as light as flying, and in the next second, it stuck to Lu Chaoyan's back at an incredible speed.

"Aren't you curious how I got back alive?"

Lu Chaoyan only felt that this sentence was like a hand, invisibly choking her nerves, and before she had time to think about it, she bent over to the side, hurriedly avoided the sword behind her back, and said tightly:

"Yes and what!"

The forbidden land is such a ferocious place, not a single bone will come back from there, let alone a living person, or Lin Ling's waste physique that took hundreds of years to cultivate Jindan! Unless, unless someone is really willing to help her!

Lu Chaoyan didn't know at this time that Sang Ling had crawled out of the forbidden place for the second time, and she was also victimized by her.

However, Sang Ling didn't have the strength to mention these things, and when she was a puppet, she was at the mercy of others, and she was embarrassed to think about it. I thought so dejectedly in my heart, but the sword moves in my hand were used like a flash, and brushing a few swords had already added a lot of color to Lu Chaoyan.

The fight was fierce, and for a while, only the sword and sword shadows were left in the scene, and the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion were in a hurry, and their strength was low, and they couldn't intervene at all. The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect still watched from the wall, and there was no intention of rescuing.

The disciples, who were dressed in black and white, stood on both sides, and they were distinct.

The disciples of the city lord were a little puzzled:

"This is your senior sister, why don't you help?"

"Senior Sister Lu can handle it."

The voice of the disciple led by the Heavenly Dao Sect was flat, and Lu Chaoyan had always said the same, if they rashly went up to help know what was going on, the fire would burn on them. Great sects, it is always more important to have vision than to cultivate.

"But ......"

"Senior sister has the protection of the sect master, and there is also an everlasting lamp lit in the sect, and those who want to kill her can't escape."

The disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect interrupted directly, and his emotions did not fluctuate for a moment. Under the cold sidelines, it is an endless backhand. One of the disciples had already retreated, turned around and ran into a place outside the village.

The disciples of the city could only be dumbfounded.

"What is the everlasting lamp? Is it that powerful? ”

There was a quiet scene outside the field, and the battle inside the field became more and more intense, Lu Chaoyan was obviously invincible, but Sang Ling seemed to be playing with people, and his body was unscathed, but Lu Chaoyan was a lot embarrassed, but there were too many spiritual treasures and magic weapons on his body, and he actually survived for a while.

Sang Ling didn't activate the mirror energy, now there are many people with mixed eyes, and if she can't keep it, she has a good eye, and she can find that she has a mirror of retrospection. Therefore, she is now fighting completely by virtue of cultivation, and every cent of it comes from the aura and her own strength. And with these alone, Lu Chaoyan has already coped reluctantly.

The spirit sword in his hand swung away the scorpion-like spirit weapon attacking in front of him, and cast a spell with his left hand, and a cluster of spiritual fire rushed towards the weapon trapped under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Chaoyan's attack turned into powder.

Lu Chaoyan's face was all iron-blue.

"You weren't so powerful when you were in the Nine-Story Tower, what kind of evil method did you use in just a few days!"

Sang Ling smiled faintly, picked up a sword, and then the tip of the sword in his hand turned like the wind and stabbed into Lu Chaoyan's arm. Suddenly, a stream of blood flowed out, dripping most of the clothes.

Lu Chaoyan covered his arm, and took a few steps back at his feet, and threw three explosive spirit runes to hinder Sang Ling's movements.

Huge clouds of smoke and dust floated up, obscuring the view.

Lu Chaoyan felt that the feeling of danger that had penetrated into the bone and marrow had finally disappeared, and he was about to flee with relief, when the spirit sword in his hand loosened slightly, and suddenly he heard a faint sound in the air, and the buzzing sound came in an instant.

"You can't kill me!" She hurriedly turned sideways, and the whisper came and went again and again. Dangerous intuition rushed to her brain, and she desperately activated the defensive formation on her clothes that could only be used once, trying to block the fatal blow.

But there was still not enough time, and a stabbing pain hit his chest, which was about to be stabbed into the heart.

"No way!"

"No!!"

No matter how difficult it was for the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect to calm down, the spirit sword in his hand instantly burst out and surged up.

The cultivation of the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion is not high, and if they take a step slowly, they are also filled with righteous indignation to stop it.

Sang Ling sneered coldly and continued to stab the knife:

"Back then, you designed Xie Hanzhou to stab me, and now you have paid it back."

The pain and numbness of being poked in the heart jumped into his brain, his body stiffened, Lu Chaoyan only felt that he couldn't resist at all at the moment, and his only thought was that he couldn't die!

"Lin Ling! You can't kill me, if I die, you have to die! ”

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect have arrived one zhang away:

"Everlasting lantern, the sect master lit the everlasting lantern!"

Ever-bright lights?!

The ever-bright lantern of the Heavenly Dao Sect Master's treatment actually lit it for Lu Chaoyan.

Sang Ling was stunned, instantly dumbfounded, and directly pulled out the spirit sword backhand, and the skin and flesh were cut again with a "swish", and the spirit sword was shown into the left hand with a turn of the right hand, and at the same time, the right hand spread out the backhand was a slap and hit it.

"Smack!"

"Smack!!"

"Smack!!

Three slaps in a row, and the audience was silent.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were stunned and dumbfounded, looking at Lu Chaoyan's beautiful side face, which was stacked with three layers of bright red slap prints. The force was so great that his cheeks were already bloodshot and slightly puffy, like some kind of pink and white animal.

And the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion were one step behind, and they were blocked by the people of the Heavenly Dao Sect. I only heard a few slaps, and I originally thought it was a female cultivator who had self-harmed and apologized with a slap. Or Lu Chaoyan counterattacked and beat people.

But I don't want to, take a closer look, and I can't wait to poke myself in the eyes on the spot.

They didn't expect that this slap actually hit Lu Chaoyan's face, and everyone froze in place all of a sudden, not knowing how to think about the action-

They are small households, and when they see such ugly things, will the Heavenly Dao Sect directly extinguish them?

At this moment, Lu Chaoyan was already shocked, she was almost killed just now, but she didn't expect Lin Ling to be later?

Unexpectedly!

How dare you slap her in the face?

Or three slaps!

The huge anger in his heart surged out in an instant, clearing all the fear in his mind, and the spirit sword in his hand flashed, with all the aura of the master, and stabbed the heart of the person opposite.

"I'm going to kill you!"

In a hurry, Sang Lin only saw Lu Chaoyan's eyes that were so red that they looked like ghosts. Sang Ling raised her hand to respond, and after a few swords, she opened the attack, and with a backhand slap, she was about to slap Lu Chaoyan's chest.

The chest was already injured, and this slap would definitely be seriously injured, but it would not be fatal.

But the people around her didn't see it like this, they just thought that she was going to take the opportunity to kill Lu Chaoyan.

In a hurry, Sang Ling, who came out of her palm, only saw a red shadow being pushed to the position under her palm.

Sang Ling immediately withdrew her hand, and the huge aura backlash shook her heart numbly, and she spit out a mouthful of blood.

But she was laughing.

Because, this red figure is the red flame in a wedding dress. Although he was not stained with blood, he was not injured, his clothes were the same, but his hair was scattered and messy, and even the delicate and gorgeous crown was gone, and there were still disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect who pushed people over behind him.

Apparently it was clamped down just now.

Regardless of the injury, Sang Ling reached out and wanted to grab Hongyan's hand and take the person away.

Unexpectedly, a cold light flashed. There was an instant pain in her abdomen, but the hilt of the sword was in Hongyan's hand.

Hongyan's face was full of tears, and his hasty and angry eyes fell on Sang Lin's face, and he spoke with difficulty:

"You are the murderer who killed the whole village, I will kill you."