Hua Ziling walks slowly towards xuanting. Her delicate face looks calm, but it implies infinite killing opportunities.
"No! Huaziling, please hold your hand high, don't... "
Xuanting knew that the role he was provoked was very important. He could even hang the big Luo Jinxian of Ziying's level. He had a premonition that he would die miserably, so he had to beg for mercy from huaziling.
It's a pity that he hasn't finished yet.
With a wave of Hua Ziling's hand, the fire red wheel blade in front of her body suddenly flew and hit xuanting's neck with the light of the sky.
A burst of fierce fire burst, and the fire red wheel blade cut down xuanting's head!
With a muffled sound, xuanting's head flew sideways, and countless blood arrows shot from the broken head. The strong smell of blood was disgusting.
Hua Ziling exerted all his strength in this attack. After the destructive power of the wheel blade broke out, xuanting's soul was completely wiped out, and there was no possibility of survival.
Xuanting's head rolled down to huazi Ling's body. Huaziling's pretty face was full of resentment. First he crushed it with one foot, then set fire to burn all the blood and filth. Finally, he rolled up a waterfall and washed it.
"Huaziling, just kill him. Is it too cheap for this guy?"
Shen Lang gritted his teeth and frowned. He wanted to torture xuanting in various ways to vent his hatred. He didn't want to kill him as simple as Hua Ziling.
Hua Ziling gently shook his head: "if you don't see it, it's clean. It's better if the scum dies. It's better to save my girl's eyes and delay your time. Shen Lang, your time is precious. It's not worth wasting your emotions on such rubbish. "
Shen Lang's heart touched, he gently held huaziling into his arms and said earnestly, "huaziling, if you have any grievances or resentments in your heart, you must tell me. After that, no one can hurt you by my side! "
"I don't want to be a waste that you protect every day."
Hua Ziling's nose is sour and hugs Shen Lang tightly. Her white arms seem to have infinite power and convey a deep feeling.
Over the years, her yearning for Shen Lang has long been so strong that it can't be changed..
"What nonsense, you are my Taoist companion. What's wrong with protecting you?"
Shen Lang smiles and shakes his head.
Hua Ziling's heart is warm, close to Shen Lang's arms, enjoying a moment of intimacy.
For the first time since she ascended to the fairyland, she felt this unprecedented peace of mind and warmth.
Looking at their love, the other three beauties in Guangtian palace have different emotions.
Bai Lan looks plain, but in the heart is still a trace of envy of huazi Ling.
Lianxing and mengxuan'er look at each other, and their expressions are slightly embarrassed. They feel that they have become light bulbs.
The two women have a good impression of Shen Lang and feel that they can have some opportunities. However, seeing Shen Lang's Taoist partners appear one by one, and love Shen Lang with kindness, they suddenly feel that the opportunity is slim.
Feeling the passage of time, Hua Ziling was afraid of indulging in it. After a little bit of it, she suddenly pinched Shen Lang's waist: "don't waste time. It's important that you deal with the business first."
"Good!"
Shen Lang nodded solemnly, his eyes turned to the purple shadow who was seriously injured and unconscious.
It's a pity that the cultivation of purple shadow is in Daluo Jinxian. Shen Lang can't search for his soul, so he can only try to get some useful information.
In order to be in case, Shen Lang urges huntian Ling to tie Ziying's body to death. The Shura Saint pupil between the eyebrows shoots a blood light to wake up Ziying with the spirit attack.
After the purple shadow is attacked by Shen Lang with the spirit of the holy pupil of Shura, the broken body slightly twitches for a moment, and immediately changes from coma to awakening.
"I didn't expect you to be today, too!"
Shen Lang stares at the purple shadow in front of him. He grins grimly. His whole body emits a murderous air of terror. The air around him seems to have solidified.
Ziying's consciousness was a little vague, but she probably knew her own situation. She put her hair in her hair and laughed bitterly: "Tianxuan, Tianxuan, I've worked out all my tricks. In the end, I've fallen into your hands!"
"If you had known this day, why have you been against me? Well, there's no need to say any more nonsense. As long as you can answer some of my questions, I will try to spare your life. "
Shen Lang looked at the purple shadow indifferently and said without expression. "Spare my life? Hehe, this seat is not a three-year-old child, there is no need to play tricks on me. My life is given by the Lord. It is impossible for me to betray the Lord and the ancestors of Xuanyuan. You little boy, don't try to ask for information from this seat.
Tianxuan, if you just want to enjoy the friendship and hatred, you can kill me now. Don't talk nonsense
Purple shadow closed his eyes and said coldly, as if he had ignored life and death.
"Are you really afraid of death?" Shen Lang's face was extremely gloomy.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Purple shadow looked up at the sky and laughed, "if you want to become a king and defeat the enemy, why should you be afraid of death? Besides, even if I die, elder martial brother Huangying can take revenge for me"Huang Ying? Ha ha ha, open your eyes to see what this is, enchantress
Shen Lang's face was mocking, and he turned his hand and took out a golden arrow.
Ziying's eyes were fixed on the golden arrow spirit in Shen Lang's hand. The body on the verge of collapse suddenly twitched, and hoarsely called out: "gold arrow spirit? No It's impossible
After the war of luanshi mountain, in order to cure elder martial brother Huangying, the holy master sealed his soul body in the arrow spirit of gold. By using the spirit to survive, the arrow spirit of gold was actually equivalent to the new soul body of Huangying.
The arrow in Shen Lang's hand is indeed the spirit of gold arrow. Ziying looks so frightened that he can't believe his eyes!
"There's nothing impossible. Huang Ying died in my hands for a long time. If not, how can I come from the samsara realm to the nine Li immortal realm and the endless deep sea
Shen Lang sneered.
As soon as he said this, Ziying was pale.
It's really unexpected that the three sages of Xuanyuan should have come to such an end. If we had known that they would have come to this day, we should have followed the advice of the Lord at first, and should not be enemies with those chosen by heaven.
In fact, no one would have thought that the little celestial friar could grow to such a shocking state! They underestimate what the word "elector" means.
Purple shadow heart remorse incomparable, now everything is late. Thinking that the two elder martial brothers died in Shen Lang's hands, Ziying's resentment against Tianxuan was so strong that she could not increase her resentment. She gritted her teeth and said: "hateful, I hate that we Xuanyuan Sansheng are all planted in your little animal's hands! So far, you little beast still want to ask for information from this seat? What a daydream
Ziying madly wants to run the soul power or chaos spirit power in his body, trying to explode the body and soul. Unfortunately, Ziying, bound firmly by huntianling, has stagnated in various forms of energy in her body, and she can't even stop herself.
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