Wuxiang sword looks very transparent and light, but it is very dense and heavy in hand.

When she pinched it away, the soul blade suddenly made a clang sound, which was a protest.

On the body of Wuxiang sword, there is something repelled by soul blade.

"You call Mao. What a pity if you throw this good thing away?"

Regardless of soul blade's protest, Ling Luoyu threw it into the chaos.

Eyes light slightly swept, she looked to the knight errant worship, lip corner instant blooming a smile.

"Reverend, you must carry it?! It took a lot of time for the rudder to be sacrificed! "

That is to say, but her fingertips are tight. The Sanskrit sound of the chaotic nine turn clock is heavier and more violent.

"Ah

Chivalrous offering holds his head and rolls on the ground. From time to time, he bumps his head on the ground, hoping to smash his head.

A splitting headache.

It was like a pair of hands stirring in his head, tearing at his soul, trying to tear the soul out of the body.

Looking at the worship of chivalrous men rolling on the ground, Jin huaran realized that things were going to get out of control, so he retreated silently.

Who knows that just as he moves, there is an awe inspiring murderous spirit coming from behind.

Turning his head, I saw the soul blade standing in the air, the evil spirit was pressing.

Feather eyelashes tremble, Ling Luoyu's eyes squint and start a pool of still water.

"Emperor, our business is not over. Where are you going?"

Jin huaran's breath was stagnant, and his eyes were frightened: "what are you going to do? Don't make such a fool of yourself. If you kill me, you will start a war between the two countries. At that time, your life will be ruined and you will be a sinner for thousands of years! "

"The sinner of all ages?" Ling Luoyu sneered, and Lianbu moved gently: "if I don't kill you, I will be the sinner of Ling family!"

The fingertip moves, the soul blade rises steeply, and kills out.

"Locked space!"

A rebuke came abruptly, as if it had spread from the horizon.

"Boom

The endless power is suppressed down in an instant.

The soul blade is fixed in front of Jin Hua Ran's body.

Ling Luoyu's pupil shrinks.

Space confinement?!

She wants to escape into the chaos and seclusion, suddenly aware that her body can not move, and is frozen in the action of jumping.

Jin huaran looks at her four eyes in horror.

Obviously, he didn't know what was going on!

The whole world seems to have been frozen, all things are stagnant.

"Boom

The power of confinement, like transit, is eliminated in an instant.

"Bang!"

Lingyu's quiet and quiet posture remains unchanged.

At that moment, the soul blade stabbed Jin huaran's left shoulder with a thump.

Everything goes as usual!

Ling Luoyu stood still in a trance, feeling the kind of feeling just now, like a dream!

A real dream!

"That space confines Not for me? "

When the space was locked up, she thought it was Jin huaran's helper.

Now it seems that it is not!

They should be involuntarily involved in a contest between masters.

"Master?"

Ling Luoyu's heart trembled for a moment.

What kind of master can imprison her!

What kind of cultivation against the heaven?

Feather cilia light quiver, she suddenly thought of ink Xuan dust.

"Mo Xuan dust?! Did he meet his opponent? "

Startled, she quickly flashed out of the chaos and seclusion, and ignored Guan Jin huaran and Xia's sacrifice. She collected the chaos nine turn clock and soul blade, and ran to the imperial palace with lightning speed.

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