The man looked at Chang Ling's move, and finally put it down with a hanging heart, this Yin Soul Banner, all of them were women born in the yin year, the moon, the cloudy day, and the resentment and ferocity contained in it were far beyond the ability of the Concentration Realm monks to parry.

Chang Ling gently hooked the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "Do you know that I am in such torture all the time day and night. ”

As long as her soul is unstable for a while, the black mist in the sea of consciousness will instantly entangle on it, and all kinds of pictures will come one after another.

But as long as she has the slightest slackness and the slightest retreat, the one standing here at this time is no longer her.

"Sister, I'm sorry for what happened to you, the only thing I can do is to prevent anyone from following in your footsteps. Chang Ling's eyes tightened, the Yuan Sacrifice Sword in his hand opened and closed, and several sharp sword lights swept towards that person.

The man was stunned for a moment, then quickly jumped away, laughed twice, and waved the black flag in his hand.

There is no capable person in the world, he is naturally prepared to attack and not work, if the Yin and Evil Technique only has such an effect, it is indeed not worthy of the many monks on the continent to rush to it.

The yin soul that had passed through Chang Ling's side before exploded violently, even if it was a mortal's soul, it exploded with resentment and hatred, and it still had a violent impact on Chang Ling's divine soul.

Chang Ling's face instantly turned a little pale.

"You know, she originally had a chance to be reincarnated, and I was thinking about letting her go when I met better materials, but I met you. As a last resort, she can only let her soul blow itself up. The man said with a smile.

"You don't know how many lives of such mortal women can be worth. ”

Chang Ling took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"You'll never have that chance again. ”

There is no longer an opportunity to dispose of human life at will.

Ling Feng's body technique was activated instantly, and Chang Ling rushed towards that person with one distorted soul after another.

The Yuan Sacrifice Sword flew in mid-air, stabbing at the man at a rapid pace.

The man flicked his sleeves, and several talismans flew out, and for a while the temperature seemed to be a few degrees lower than that on the test bench.

Under the effect of the talisman, the soul shadow floating in the air condensed a lot, and the roar and resentment were also a little thicker.

Chang Ling's face did not change his face and walked in the air, and he did not forget the sword.

The distance between the fierce and the man was closer, and the two of them made a few quick moves.

His body was as hard as iron, without any temperature on the surface, if it weren't for the fact that he was still wheezing and still moving, Chang Ling would only think of this person as a stiff corpse that had been dead for a long time.

All of his fierce attacks were carried down by this person, and even the Yuan Sacrifice Sword cut a hole in his body, but there was no corresponding negative effect.

Chang Ling repeatedly confirmed that there was indeed a shining spirit stone on the Yuan Sacrifice Sword, and the possibility that there was no trigger effect was that the person in front of him had no blood on his body, and he didn't know if he could be called a 'person'.

Entangled with him, this manpower is not weaker than Chang Ling, and the two of them just rely on their physical bodies to fight hard, and they are so stalemate for a while.

Although the influence of those soul shadows can be resisted by Chang Ling, it is inevitable that he will still be distracted.

As soon as you are distracted, you will be hammered to the ground by this person.

Chang Ling couldn't help but grin his teeth and gasp a few times, fortunately, Ling Feng's body style is quite good, and Chang Ling's figure is thin, so he is quite good at dodging.

The best way to deal with evil things is to exorcise charms, but she can't draw them.

She's not a virgin either.

The man obviously didn't want to be in such a stalemate with Chang Ling, and more and more soul shadows appeared on Chang Ling's side and exploded.

Bursts of sharp pain came from Chang Ling's Divine Soul, and it was not that there was no way to deal with it, as long as she used her Divine Soul to crush these souls before they burst.

As long as these souls are scattered sooner, they won't be able to hurt her.

Chang Ling stubbornly did not use such a method, self-preservation was enough to excuse herself, but she just wanted to persist a little longer.

See if you can slash this man by the sword before these souls disappear.

Chang Ling had a flash of inspiration, she took a set of magic weapons in the secret realm of the corpse, and she had never used it.

The reason why it is called a set of magic weapons is because there are long needles of different lengths inside.

There is nothing special about it, this long needle is just a high-grade magic weapon, and the biggest feature is that the material is extremely tough, and Chang Ling doesn't dare to use it to poke his Yuan Sacrifice Sword.

A fragmented soul that was still idle burrowed into the long needle.

Shot at the man from Chang Ling's sleeve.

This needle obviously did not have the silk-like concealment effect of the man in the competition, although it was fast, but it was also clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

The man naturally saw this long needle, snorted coldly with disdain, turned around slightly, and avoided the trajectory of the long needle's flight.

Who knew that the long needle, which seemed to be thrown casually, turned around and stabbed into his body.

The man endured the pain and snorted.

Just as shocked as he was the audience.

The Yuan Sacrifice Sword was still in mid-air, and they didn't dare to think that this person was the envoy's long needle, so there was only one possibility, and this long needle actually had a pointing function.

Then its grade at least starts from Lingbao.

If a monk with a mysterious background and a good background is a spiritual treasure, everyone feels envious and understandable, but if this person actually has several spiritual treasures on his body, the Yuanying Realm monks sitting in the audience can't sit still.

It would make sense to take her as an apprentice and then borrow a spiritual treasure from her at the right time, right?

The two on stage didn't have time to think about it that much.

Chang Ling's needle was not pierced at random, she had studied the meridian acupuncture points of the human body with Gu Siyu for so long, and she pierced this needle accurately into the big acupoint of this person's left shoulder.

As long as a few more stitches are placed in a specific position on the person's body, the person will be incapacitated.

It's not that you can't act because your spiritual power is banned, but your body is directly sealed.

Chang Ling concocted it in the same way, and threw out a few more stitches.

The man's face became more and more difficult to look at.

Fighting with a person like Chang Ling, who has solid basic skills, flexible body skills, and a lot of strength, has already consumed too much of his mind, and it is okay to barely dodge, and he has been distracted to avoid the long needle, so he really can't do it.

As time went on, he had more and more long needles on his body.

At the same time, more and more soul shadows burst around Chang Ling, and the two of them were now betting, betting on who would fall first.

That person, naturally, will not be Chang Ling.

The Yuan Sacrifice Sword had been recalled by her, and one of the split souls was also collected by her into the sea of knowledge, resisting the explosion of these souls together.