Eternal Taoist King

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"You don't deserve to mention her name!"

The sound came from all over the place, as if the space turned upside down, for a moment, the sky turned upside down, and Song Ning's feet were unstable, only to feel that the body was hanging, the eight directions were reversed, and the surrounding wind was roaring, and the words that Naga said were like thunder. Roaring in the ear, even the heart was trembling.

Soul attack?

Song Ning turned the original force in the body, the original force was running, the body recovered as usual, and then looked around, unchanged, as if nothing had happened, but just the other party's voice directly hit the soul, but it made him still at this time. Restless.

If it is unusual, Song Ning has already started, but this Naga is so angry after hearing Leng Yuexiao's name, obviously has a close relationship with Leng Yuexiao.

In this whirlpool of time and space, Song Ning was already distracted by exhaustion, even in a trance, unable to tell whether the present is the past or the future is ever.

"You know her, are you right?" Song Ning looked up at the sky, looking at the Naga Siren phantom slowly condensing in the sky.

This time, Song Ning looked directly at it.

In the sky, the phantom was clearly paused. Song Ning was not petrified, and the other party did not speak again, but quietly looked at Song Ning's eyes.

"Can you tell me Xiaoxiao ... what the **** is now ..." Song Ning's voice trembled.

"Oh, ha ha ha ha ha!"

Song Ning forcibly transferred the internal force in the sharp laugh of Naga, but at this moment, he found that the laughter became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

As the laughter disappeared, the Naga phantom also dissipated, everything around was quiet, and the spirit sea recovered, just like before, but the stone statue of Yang Zhaoxue on the shore remained motionless.

Song Ning disperses the original force, and can feel that the original force is still flowing in Yang Zhaoxue's body, but it is extremely slow, the breath of life is still there, but it is like a candle in the wind, suddenly strong and weak.

At this time, Song Ning no longer has any mentality to practice, and the spirit of Naga can no longer be felt in the Linghai. This time the tide came, it only lasted for a while and then dissipated, but only Yang Zhaoxue was petrified. .

Song Ning hugged Yang Zhaoxue and walked into the room. When the room was spinning, when he was calm, he walked out of the door. It was already the original appearance of the sea of ​​nebula. The surrounding birds and flowers, the climate was mild, and I could hear people chatting and chatting not far away, but At this time, he was no longer in any mood, as if the world was a bit bleak.

He hugged Yang Zhaoxue all the way, and the people around him were still curious why he was holding a stone statue, but when they saw the stone statue in Song Ninghuai's face, they looked shocked one by one. Yang Zhaoxue was the virgin of the nebula and also the nebula. How can she become a stone figure in the future princess?

"Stop!" Suddenly came out in the middle of the air, Song Ning paused and looked up, talking about a middle-aged man, this man is slightly similar in appearance to Yang Zhaoxue, think it should be the Yang family, The man of the Yang family saw the stone statue held in Song Ning's hands, and his face changed and changed as his pupils contracted.

"Naga, there is Naga in the tide, and Yang Daoyou was petrified." Song Ning hurriedly said.

"Fart, I can't see that Xiaoxue was petrified? I was taking you to practice, but it was so noisy. I told her long ago, don't bring you in, it's good now!" The middle-aged man came down. Pushed towards Song Ning.

This palm was extremely heavy and fell on Song Ning's shoulders. He only heard the sound of bone clicks. Although the injury was not heavy, it also made his arm loose and Yang Zhaoxue fell.

Song Ning frowned, and the other hand was about to grab the stone statue of Yang Zhaoxue, but suddenly he felt that his body was out of control, as if he was tied up. When he saw that the stone statue would fall on the ground, if it was a stone statue Landed on the ground, even if Yang Zhaoxue was resurrected, it could only be a pool of minced meat!

In a trance, if Song Ning saw the grinning smile of the middle-aged man, as if he heard the booing of the people around him, it seemed to be scolding Song Ning for throwing Yang Zhaoxue's stone figure on the ground.

Move me!

Song Ning shouted, the original force broke through the shackles, one hand fell on the stone statue of Yang Zhaoxue, grabbed the stone statue, at this moment the stone statue was only less than an inch from the ground.

The middle-aged man squinted at Song Ning, his face slightly surprised.

"Do you want to kill her?" The two forces in Song Ning's body worked madly, ignoring the pain in his arms, and when turning his hands, the two forces from Yin to Yang rotated in his hands.

The middle-aged man sneered: "Huh, Xiaoxue turned into a stone figure, all because of you. Instead, your wicked man sued first to come and blame me? I tell you, if Xiaoxue's stone figure has any accidents, I will ask!"

"Who has the final say in this sea of ​​nebula?" Song Ning firmly grasped the stone statue in his hand, but the two forces from Zhiyin to Yang on his right hand did not loosen. Instead, the rotation was faster and the light was brighter. , Just like a sun in his hands.

The middle-aged man took a step back slowly. Their monks in the sea of ​​nebula were extremely high, and their realm was also extraordinary. However, there were only two weaknesses, one was afraid of ice and the other was afraid of fire. It's good now. In Sun Ning's hands like a sun ray, even though his realm is higher than Song Ning's, and his strength is stronger than Song Ning, he still doesn't dare to have a real conflict with Song Ning.

This middle-aged man is Yang Zhaoxue ’s second uncle. He looked at Yang Zhaoxue ’s stone statue and said in his heart, “I heard that there may be a phenomenon of direct petrification by Naga, but this is the first time I saw it. Let the boy take the stone statue to where the ancestors might be, and maybe she could rescue her. '

"Who's the final word in this sea of ​​nebula!" Song Ning did not ask the middle-aged man in front of him this time, but set his sights on those around him.

Just when someone wanted to speak, he suddenly heard a thunderous sound coming from the sky. This was the clear sky, but suddenly there were several thunder-like footprints. As the footprints moved from far to near, a figure also appeared. Appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Leiyu Young Master ?!" The middle-aged man was pleasantly surprised.

Above the sky, Master Leiyu flashed with thunder and lightning like a thunder dragon. Even if his figure stood firm in the midair, he could still see his body as a phantom, if not Song Ning. I clearly feel the thunder and lightning fluctuations in his body, I am afraid that I will never think that this person's body is mostly composed of thunder and lightning.

The young Master Leiyu seemed to be a bird's eye view of the sky, looking down at Song Ning, with a trace of coldness and disdain in his eyes: "The matter of Zhao Xue, you don't need to worry about it. Put down the person, you can get away."