Chapter 577: The Death of Long Aotian (3) (Page 1/1)

"Ahh

Xiao Ling desperately tried to break free from this Yellow Spring Phantom.

It's a pity that even if this rolling yellow spring is just a phantom, its power is terrifying, how can he easily break free, especially when he has lost the protection of heaven and earth luck.

An instant later, that sword light slashed into the Huangquan Phantom and slashed across Xiao Ling's neck, the horror on his face suddenly seemed to condense, and then a head rose into the sky.

When his head flew high, his gaze swept over the front and back of him, and he saw two Luo Yin staring at him, one expressionless and the other sneering.

"Two, why are there two ......" With this final question, his spirit rushed out of his body that had been cut in half, trying to escape with his soul.

"I want to escape, dream!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Yin's mouth, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the Huangquan Phantom suddenly became turbulent, and the endless Huangquan water roared and churned, washing Xiao Ling's body and soul.

"Spare me, please spare me, I am willing to serve you as the Lord, and use you as a cow and a horse for the rest of my life, please surround my life, please ......"

Xiao Ling's soul revealed an incomparable fear of death, and his whole face became distorted under this fear, and then pleaded bitterly to Luo Yin outside the Yellow Spring, and he could no longer see the slightest bit of arrogance, madness, and indesperation.

"Spare you, don't even think about it, let's die!" Luo Yin's eyes flashed with the flame of hatred, his hands moved up and down, and the water of Huangquan in the Huangquan Phantom became even more turbulent.

Under the terrifying Yellow Spring water, the bright yellow armor on the headless body instantly disintegrated into a stream of bright yellow true qi and dissipated in the Yellow Spring water.

And Xiao Ling's soul, which had lost his physical body, only resisted for a moment, and then completely dissipated in the water of the Yellow Spring.

Xiao Ling, the soul is scattered and ashes are gone!

And at this moment, a faint black light rushed towards Luo Yin like lightning through the shield and cover of the Huangquan Phantom.

Luo Yin, who didn't know what was rushing in, was shocked and wanted to dodge, but that little bit of black light was too fast, and before his body could move a bit, the black light had already rushed in front of him, and it disappeared into his forehead in an instant.

"I am a Thousand Illusion Fairy......" As the black light submerged into his body, a weak voice that seemed to dissipate at any time sounded in Luo Yin's mind.

In order to temporarily cut off the connection between Xiao Ling and the Book of Life and Death, Youruo did not hesitate to burn the remnant soul with a secret method, although she successfully killed Xiao Ling, her soul was almost dissipated.

Desperately rushing into Luo Yin Zhihai with the last bit of consciousness with the book of life and death, Youruo, whose remnant soul was almost collapsed, fell into a deep sleep, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

"Thousand Illusion Fairy, the previous master of the Book of Life and Death, Thousand Illusion Fairy?!" Luo Yin was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly asked in his heart.

It's just that the voice of Shicai never answered, as if it had never appeared at all. There was only a black book imprinted with the three golden characters of the Book of Life and Death, floating quietly in Luo Yin's sea of knowledge.

Looking at the black book in his sea of knowledge, Luo Yin fell silent, he never thought that he had finally killed Xiao Ling, and the treasure of the Book of Life and Death would choose himself as its next master.

Moreover, what made him even more unimaginable was that the voice actually claimed to be a Thousand Illusion Fairy. Didn't the Thousand Illusion Fairy have ascended to the immortal realm thousands of years ago, why is it in this book of life and death?

Luo Yin had countless questions in his heart, but he also understood that now was not the time to explore this matter at all, and after dealing with the matter in front of him, he could slowly find the answer.

"Finally dead!" Pressing the doubts in his heart, Luo Yin looked at Xiao Ling, who was in ashes in the phantom of Huangquan, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Finally dead!" Xiao Bai and Shui Linlang also let out the same exclamation, lamenting that it was not easy to kill this person.

Then Luo Yin stretched out his hand and made a move towards another Luo Yin, and he suddenly turned into a palm-sized piece of yellow paper and threw it into Luo Yin's hand.

After putting away the Golden Armor Divine Talisman, he turned his head to Shui Linlang not far away and smiled: "Thanks to Senior Sister Shui's Thousand Illusion Glass Pendant, otherwise it would not be so easy for us to kill this kid this time." ”

Shui Linlang also said with a relieved face: "It's still Senior Brother Luo's means, otherwise I can only make some trouble for him with my illusion alone, and it is impossible to kill him at all." ”

In fact, the reason why there are two Luo Yin in Shicai is due to Shui Linlang's illusion technique triggered by the Thousand Illusion Liuli Pei.

Luo Yin understood that it was extremely difficult to kill Xiao Ling, so he racked his brains to come up with a plan, that is, with the help of the illusion of the Thousand Illusion Liuli Pei, Xiao Ling thought that the golden armor god who was transformed by the golden armor divine weapon rune was Luo Yin, and the real Luo Yin used the empty cicada hidden magic power to hide, waiting for the opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop.

And Xiao Ling thought that Luo Yin had always been there, and he didn't realize that it was just a fake, so that in the end, he was successfully attacked by the real Luo Yin. Otherwise, it is unknown whether it will be able to be exterminated today.

In fact, just a moment ago, just before the long sword was about to cut off Xiao Ling's head, Luo Yin was still worried in his heart, whether there were other masters who would suddenly appear at this time and rescue Xiao Ling from the mortal realm again.

But fortunately, the expected scene of the true immortal descending into the world to rescue Xiao Ling did not appear in the end, and Xiao Ling was finally beheaded under the siege of himself and others.

This is really not easy, it is not easy, Luo Yin kept sighing in his heart.

And at this moment, in the distance in the air, there was a sudden roar.

"Xiao Ling!" The Seven Xuan Dao people roared with resentment, and that Xiao Ling did not have the slightest grief and anger at the death of his apprentice, but there was a sky-high hatred and anger towards Xiao Ling.

Because, with the book of life and death being taken away by Youruo, with Xiao Ling's death, the invincible luck that shrouded Xiao Ling has dissipated, and the Seven Xuan Dao people who have been oppressed by that luck have finally come to their senses.

The completely sober Seven Xuan Dao people, recalling that for more than two hundred years, under the oppression of luck, he completely lost himself, and simply became Xiao Ling's puppet, a wave of anger and hatred began to burn like a flame, if Xiao Ling was still here, he would definitely not hesitate to drain his soul and refine it, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

It's just that hatred is hate, and the Seven Xuandao people quickly realized their current situation, and they were still being besieged by Su Zixiu, Li Qingyun, and Dongliu Ancestor. His mind raced, and he quickly thought of a way to get out.

At this time, Su Zixiu and Li Qingyun finally put their hearts down, Xiao Ling finally died, and the sword that had been hanging over his disciple's head finally disappeared.

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