When we scan the room, we don't see Chen Mo, so we ask.

Ling Xuan's face is a little ugly. She's not Chen mo. she can step up the challenge and can't deal with her own business. There are Hua Yangyue and Jian Xuanyun, both of whom have the same spiritual realm.

Raising her eyebrows a little, Ling Xuan said, "I can do it alone. Chen Mo is not here. What can I do for you“

"No? So where did he go? " In his opinion, it's normal for him not to answer Ling Xuan's words. But I don't know that Ling Xuan has a strong intention to kill her.

The innocent face fell a burst of sadness, and the beautiful eyes looked at the solo walk, then looked at the sword Xuanyun who was ready to move at any time, and finally looked at Hua Yangyue, and her mind suddenly flashed.

"Lord Flower Pavilion, please do justice. We have nothing against you. Why do you fight against us? Besides, I remember that Chen Mo seems to have saved your life."

As soon as she said this, Hua Yangyue began to think about it.

Can Chen Mo save her life?

If there is, it is Chen Mo's killing of the demons that transform the gods. This can be regarded as killing the people and saving Hua Yangyue. You know, the demons that transform the gods at that time were very terrible.

Even the rest of the powerful ones may not be able to deal with the demons.

After thinking about it, Hua Yangyue said, "Chen Mo did save my life, but you fought against me for no reason and were with the demons. I can't stand it. Please understand what I mean."

"The demons again!"

Ling Xuan looks at Yang Dingtian. At this time, Yang Dingtian is dying. It is not easy for him to survive the attack of Jian Xuanyun, but he is used to it.

As a demon, he will become a public enemy sooner or later.

The quiet atmosphere makes the space quiet.

On the cliff, the owner of Tianbao Pavilion heard that there was no fighting below. He couldn't help looking at one of the monks and ordered, "go down and find out the situation for me."

"Lord, I..."

The monk still wanted to refuse, but he looked at tie Qing's face.

Helpless heart, only jump off the cliff.

Looking at the monk's whereabouts, the master of Tianbao Pavilion doubts that Jian Xuanyun and Du Zixing's fighting power are all powerful and should not be defeated by Chen mo.

Just in case, the master of Tianbao Pavilion ordered a monk to jump off the cliff.

After all this, Tianbao Pavilion Master said to Qianxue: "Qianxue, what do you think of this“

Lou Qianxue said with a charming smile: "Tianbao Pavilion master, you can feel that there is no movement below. If the guess is good, they should succeed. We just need to go down“

"I hope so“

Tianbao Pavilion owner's eyes sank slightly, and then said nothing.

The two friars fell to the bottom one after another. They fixed their eyes and saw that several people were drawing swords. However, we can see that Jian Xuanyun and others had the upper hand.

When Ling Xuan saw the two monks jump down, her heart became a little nervous, and her face was a little ugly. She looked at Hua Yangyue and said, "don't you want to let us go“

"It's not impossible to hold high your hand, unless you kill the demons. In addition, this is my bottom line and I can't be provoked."

Hua Yangyue vowed.

Hearing this, Ling Xuan nodded and said, "in this case, we can only fight each other. All the priests, the king of Dharma, and I will do our best to kill them even if we give our lives."

Now, Ling Xuan knows that she can only survive if she works hard.

"Drink, dark element, sacrifice."

Several priests took the lead, and the scepter burst into the sky like a mushroom cloud, covering the sky. It seemed to summon some terrible power. A large number of dark elements appeared in an instant, forming a gloomy space.

At the same time, the king of Dharma also joined hands. The scepter in their hands, with the power of immeasurable power, played out all kinds of unfathomable power of law, and suddenly gathered a rolling thunder. The whole sky was dark.

Dark elements and thunder merge and rush to huayangyue.

"Tiannu scattered flowers!"

Huayangyue drinks softly and raises her jade hand, which gives rise to dazzling dark light. It is like a magic flower, which has the function of killing evil spirits. Originally, it was still a dark sky. Suddenly, the dark light was bright and the flowers twinkled.

"It's really worthy of the unique skill of the red sleeve that the lady of the flower duck moon spreads flowers. It has such a strong power." I was stunned, but I soon recovered.

The stronger Hua Yangyue's fighting power is, the easier it will be to deal with Chen mo. the attacks of several Dharma kings and priests will soon break up and spread out.

Moreover, Xuanguang flowers are still suppressed, and have the ability to transform God.

"Damn, if I am still a strong man, how can I be so unbearable." Ling Xuan looked at this scene. She was ashamed and angry. She stepped out step by step with her legs. Her hands seemed to be calling taboo.

In the palm of my hand, the power of supreme holiness appeared. The holy body without dirt was madly urged at this time. The delicate body no longer had the harmless appearance of six animals, but was the spirit of heaven and earth.

"Qijuejin, qiqingshang, cut Liuyu, Wanfa can be broken."

Ling Xuan recites a poem, and a Guqin appears in her jade hand. The Guqin has a mysterious and infinite flavor. Among the ten conductor dances, the sound of the Guqin is like heaven, with the lethality of all things.

"If you can resist my skill, I will lose." Ling Xuan steadfastly said that under her control, Yuqin quickly blooms a wisp of sacred vitality.

Hua Yangyue's pupils are contracted. She is a woman, and she is also a powerful one. She is unique in the world of cultivation. But somehow, she feels the danger in Ling Xuan.

As time went on, the danger became more and more palpitating. Hua Yangyue stepped back two steps, circled her hands, moved her mind, and the dark light turned into a thousand paper cranes.

Whoa!

A thousand paper cranes spread their wings and exhort with a sharp voice. There is a phoenix chanting, which is faintly powerful.

WOW!

In the next second, a thousand paper cranes are like a flame, burning the sky, and falling the radiance of the burning moon, which is equal to the sound of the Qin. However, the thousand paper cranes instantly burn to ashes, and the sound of the Qin covers the whole body of Hua Yang Yue.

Hua Yangyue's beautiful cheek is pale, but she still looks beautiful. At the moment, her body is as miserable as a ghost. The sound of the piano entangles her whole body, which makes her whole body on the verge of collapse. Her face exudes sweat, breathes heavily, but her body is swaying and unstable.

"Huayangyue...!" When I saw this scene, I felt a strong sense of killing.

"Stop it or you'll die."

There is no doubt about her voice. Even though Hua Yangyue doesn't like him, and even though she has been frustrated in her love, there is no denying that she is in her heart.

Seeing that she was injured, dui Xing felt bad. Holding the sword and dancing miracles, Ling Xuan had already had a hard time dealing with Hua Yangyue, and could not spare the ability to deal with Dui Xing.

The sword seemed to be a sharp blade in essence. Ling Xuan sat still. With the sword crashing down on her abdomen, her chest ached. She opened her mouth and spat out a bleeding arrow. Then she flew backward.