Princess Against the World

The moment Ling Luoyu took action, the old man's pupils shrank and he looked at the soul blade in disbelief.

"What kind of weapon is this..."

There are not many magic weapons in the world who can withstand his attacks.

And weapons that can emit the kind of soul-shaking trembling that penetrates directly into the human soul are even rarer.

For a moment, his greed was gone.

"Little girl, if you can give it to me... I can guarantee that I will never hurt the three of you..."

Ling Luoyu sneered evilly: "It doesn't matter, you can hurt us at will... just like I want to hurt you at will..."

The chaotic soul poured into the soul blade, and it trembled again.

"Buzz"

"Well!"

The middle-aged man groaned again, gray energy lingering around his body.

The muscles on the old man's face twitched: "Little girl, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined... but you will eat people to death!"

"The blood on your body...isn't it from a dead person?"

Ling Luoyu stared disdainfully, his eyes cold.

"How many people died when you entered this place?! I think... you don't care if three more of us die, right?"

Although I don’t know the origins of the old man and the three of them, judging from their cultivation, they should be the masters of the same sect.

"As guests of the Queen of the Sea...there seems to be something wrong where you appear, right?"

At the mention of the Queen of the Sea, the old man's pupils shrank and he laughed suddenly: "Little girl, you appeared in the wrong place, right?"

"Master... Yan Hong..."

The middle-aged man whispered through gritted teeth and opened his eyes angrily.

"She's still under the water..."

The old man's eyes narrowed, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already on the shore, holding onto the water with one hand.

The soul blade lost gravity, and Ling Luoyu's feet suddenly staggered: "Tear the void..."

In the Protoss, those who can tear apart the void are definitely heaven-defying masters.

No wonder this old man is so confident and dares to covet her soul blade. It turns out that he has such ability.

Yan Hong was lifted out of the water by the old man in the "crashing" water. His face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to be unconscious.

As she came out of the water, a roar came out of the old man's mouth.

The flying beast under Feng Chenglin let out an "ouch" and flew down with its wings vibrating.

"not good!"

He suddenly turned over his hand, grabbed the flying beast's head and jerked it up.

The bird feathers on the flying beast's head were plucked away again. It screamed in pain, fluttered its wings and flew high into the sky, passing over the heads of Ling Luoyu and others.

Only then did the old man realize that the flying beast had been controlled by someone else and that he could not make the decision, and the fire started in his heart.

"What a courage!"

Roaring angrily, he grabbed Yan Hong and flew up.

Unexpectedly, an icy blade came across the air, and murderous intent struck him.

Ling Luoyu's soul blade did not kill the old man, but Yan Hong in his hand.

With such a drag bottle in hand, the old guy's actions will be greatly reduced.

Unless he doesn't want to save her, he will be restrained.

Sure enough, the moment the soul blade came through the air, the old man had to lower his body, grabbed the void with his right hand, and held the soul blade tightly.

"court death!"

At this time, he no longer had any intention of negotiating, and threw Yan Hong to the middle-aged man. His hands passed through the air, and a powerful gray-black aura lingered out.

Gray-black energy surrounded the soul blade, spreading upwards and reaching Ling Luoyu's wrist in the blink of an eye.

The moment it wrapped around him, Ling Luoyu felt the weight of the soul blade.

It was as if she was holding a Mount Tai in her hands, weighing heavily on her.