Being chased by the empress, begging me to spread my wings!

Chapter 28: [Yaochi Holy Land Fairy, Ning Yuxi]

How could this be?

I obviously haven't let my subordinates launch the formation yet?

Faced with the sudden situation, Shangguan Feifei looked more and more cramped and uneasy.

The previous sense of oppression of Qiankun Zhenren was actually good for her, and what really made Shangguan Feifei feel depressed was the feeling that this fate was not in her hands.

Could it be that in addition to Qiankun Zhenren, other great powers in the Treasure Pavilion also made a move?

Or is it the blood demon ancestor who hides in the VIP box and does not dare to appear in front of everyone?

Will he be so kind to help himself out?

Shangguan Feifei's mind flashed countless thoughts and conjectures, but when she really saw the true face of the power she had just shot, it was completely beyond her expectations, her face was unbelievable, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide, but she felt that there was an invisible force around her freezing her actions.

The person who suppressed Qiankun turned out to be Suning!

The duration range of meditation is a full ten seconds.

The actions of everyone in the entire Treasure Pavilion were completely frozen, even the powerful Dao Palace Realm powerhouse Qiankun Zhenren, the Falling Phoenix Fairy, and even the bloodline ancestor and his people in the VIP box were all frozen.

In order to let the Blood Demon Old Ancestor get the Tianshan Snow Lotus for himself for beauty and beauty, Chen Xueer took off the pure cotton white socks on her little feet and threatened to throw them towards the Blood Demon Old Ancestor.

But the moment Suning made the meditation seal, even the socks that flew out froze in mid-air.

The Blood Demon Old Ancestor opened his mouth wide and wanted to pick it up, but the sock didn't move for ten seconds.

Although the Zen Seal is strong, it can be forcibly fixed to the figure no matter how strong the opponent is.

But it cannot interfere with the soul and mind, and the brain of the object imprinted in the body by meditation still retains the ability to think independently, and there is no sign of slowness.

That short ten seconds seemed longer for the bloodline ancestor than the first half of his life for hundreds of years.

The feeling that you can reach your heart's heart as soon as you reach out is painful, only to find that you don't even have the opportunity to reach out.

In addition to regret and regret, a wave of fear gradually grew in the heart of the Blood Demon Old Ancestor.

Could it be that the Soul Sea Realm powerhouse hidden in the Treasure Pavilion made a move?

This is the most likely result that the Blood Demon Old Ancestor thought of, the Treasure Pavilion has a deep background, and the masters are like clouds, if there is really a strong person in the Soul Sea Realm, then it must also belong to the Treasure Pavilion.

Across the rivers and lakes, the countless Blood Demon Ancestors who read the girl were imprisoned by their own vision and previous experience, and in any case, they did not expect that this powerful suppression spell was actually issued by Suning, a Divine Spirit Realm Saint Son who was one order lower than himself.

However, although the Blood Demon Old Ancestor has no eyes, it does not mean that everyone is as ignorant as him.

In the entire Treasure Pavilion, there was only one person who was not restricted in these ten seconds!

Before Suning's hands were sealed, she had already seen Suning's moves, and mobilized the defensive magic weapon in advance to save herself from the range effect of Suning's meditation seal.

In a VIP box adjacent to the Blood Demon Old Ancestor, there was a woman sitting.

Unlike the Blood Demon Old Ancestor's mighty momentum, the concubines and servants were in groups.

This woman was extremely low-key, and she was the only one in the entire room.

The fairy of the Yaochi Holy Land, the holy daughter of the Yaochi Holy Land who was once on a par with the king of the Spirit Sword Sect and Li Guangkun, Ning Yuxi.

She was tall and tall, wearing a simple white Daoist robe, and if she didn't distinguish it carefully, she was actually no different from the Spirit Sword Sect's attire.

Most of the Daoist robes worn by the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect and the Daoist robes worn by the Yaochi Holy Land were purchased from the same textile factory in the secular world, and there was actually not much difference in style and fabric.

The only sign that can distinguish the two factions is probably the difference in the logo on the chest.

The white Daoist robe of the Yaochi Holy Land was embroidered with an open and brightly colored six-petal lily, while the Spirit Sword Sect's was a six-pointed star sword.

If it was worn on the body of an ordinary disciple, it would be difficult for mortals to see the difference, but the simple and highly homogeneous Dao robe seemed to have magical power on her Ning Yuxi's body.

The white jade belt is tied around her slender waist, the upper body is refreshing and beautiful, the lower body is white and the legs are slender, and the strap perfectly divides the upper and lower halves, forming a golden ratio.

Ning Yuxi's slender back was carrying a clear frost sword, and her black and thick hair was coiled behind her head, free.

She looks beautiful, but she is not as aggressive as Ling Feixue, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

It makes people yearn for and make people want to pursue, but when they get close to her, they make the courageous suitors feel ashamed of themselves, feeling that they are not worthy of such a delicate beauty.

Ning Yuxi sat alone on the sandalwood bench in the box, and his eyes gradually changed when he looked at Suning.

This was the first time she had seen that legendary Saint Son of the Spirit Sword Sect named Suning with her own eyes!