Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

Ling Xuan flicked his fingers.

Two wisps of spiritual power shot away, untying the ropes on Nangong Yun and Ouyang Wei.

These ropes are woven with special silk threads.

It is specially made by the Yaozu.

Once there are enough ropes wrapped around the body, it can greatly suppress the spiritual power in the human body.

Because of this, Nangong Yun and Ouyang Wei were still unable to break free from it.

"Master, Elder Ouyang, you clean up those lion monsters, and I'll go after that coward."

After Ling Xuan left a word, he speeded up and chased him away.

"good!"

Nangong Yun and Ouyang Wei looked happy, and quickly untied the other monks.

Wei Xiongtie, Mo Hanshan, Elder Li...and Luo Shengnan, Zhao Ting, Zhao Rou and other disciples quickly got rid of the rope.

Even though those lion monsters were strong individually, their morale was in turmoil and they were continuously killed by Huo Yu, and they had already become a mob.

It is not difficult to deal with.

"Young Sect Master wants to kill the Ninth Prince, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, we'll handle it right away, so we'll rush over to help immediately." Ouyang Wei said in a deep voice.

"Naturally, I understand." Nangong Yun nodded repeatedly.

She thought so too.

Whizzing!

Ninth Prince and Ling Xuan, two figures quickly shuttled through the dense forest.

Ling Xuan kept chopping out the Lie Yan Zhang Saber from the palm of his hand.

Every time it is hacked, pieces of trees will be burned into ashes.

The Ninth Prince narrowly passed him several times.

The flame palm knife even passed over his head again.

Although it didn't hurt him, the hair on the top of his head had disappeared, turning into a big ugly bald head.

"Damn it, his spiritual power is almost limitless, and he has been displaying body skills and martial arts, why can't he bottom out?"

The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth as he looked at the approaching figure behind him.

He only used the Soul Slayer Blood Spear twice, and there was not much blood left in his body, only enough to run away.

And ever since he met Ling Xuan face to face, this damned human race has been using martial arts.

It has been used at least four times.

And it is not difficult to see that they are all martial arts that consume a lot of spiritual energy.

But why, this guy can still consume spiritual power like a normal person? !

"Damn, damn, damn!"

"Is there any demon to meet me!"

"If this continues, I will definitely be caught up by him!"

The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth.

Before he came here, he never imagined that he would be so embarrassed.

No one caught.

The four lion kings, dozens of lion commanders, and more than ten thousand lion generals under his command were all dead!

I'm afraid I will fall into danger too!

This damn fate! It was terrible!

Ling Xuan also frowned slightly at this time.

Although the distance between himself and the Ninth Prince is gradually shortening.

But if he continued to chase like this, it would be difficult for him to kill him with martial arts.

At this moment, blood and ghostly aura suddenly rose in the sky in front of him!

The Ninth Prince was immediately overjoyed.

blood!

It's his own demon who takes care of him!

And with such a powerful blood, it must be the Dragon Blood Guard!

Ling Xuan noticed the spooky aura, and was startled for no reason.

It feels so familiar.

Could it be... Zhao Yaolu? !

"The demon who meets me is here!"

"It's the dragon blood guard sent by the emperor!"

"Ling Xuan, if you dare to pursue him, you will surely die!"

The Ninth Prince laughed triumphantly, even with a threatening tone.

Ling Xuan didn't say a word, but accelerated the speed of catching up.

Seeing that something was wrong, the Ninth Prince didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took a step towards the fighting place ahead.

On the open space ahead.

Lots of trees fell.

The rock crumbled.

Dirt billows.

Two figures, one tall and one short, one red and one black, were like lightning.

Collide, separate, collide again!

There are no fancy martial arts.

Some are just the collision of pure physical strength to the extreme!

After another collision, the two separated.

Then they all looked at the dense forest to the north in unison.

They also noticed the approach of the Ninth Prince and Ling Xuan.

"Sky ghost clan, get out, don't hinder me from doing things."

The Dragon Blood Guard stared coldly at the short figure in front of him, threatening.

In front of him was a short, dark figure about four feet high.

The skin all over the body is black.

A pair of dark white eyes, especially creepy.

There is also a small unicorn growing on the top of her head.

It seems to contain the strength of the whole body.

"The Demon Emperor wiped out my entire clan, and I should have hindered you from doing things."

"I'm not only going to hinder you, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Yaolu grinned.

The sharp canine teeth were exposed.

"Dragon Blood Guard! Save me! Save me!"

A scream sounded.

The Ninth Prince stumbled out of the dense forest.

Seeing that Dragon Blood Guard, it was like seeing his own father, weeping with joy.

Without any hesitation, the dragon blood guard immediately gave up attacking Zhao Yaolu and rushed towards the Ninth Prince instead.

The order that the Demon Emperor gave him was to take the Ninth Prince back properly.

The order of the Demon Emperor is his highest criterion for demon life.

"Senior sister, control them, ten breaths!"

Ling Xuan's voice came from mid-air.

Zhao Yao raised his eyebrows and cursed, "You brat, you already knew it was me."

"I can buy you ten breaths of time, but can you kill them?"

Ling Xuan firmly said, "Yes!"

Zhao Yaolu took a few deep breaths, with a serious face, "Okay, Dragon Blood Guard, right? Do you think you are strong?"

"The true strength of the Sky Ghost Clan does not lie in the physical body at all, but in the curse!"

The next moment, her hands changed rapidly, forming mysterious handprints one after another.

The jet-black handprints took shape quickly.

Without warning, they flew towards the Dragon Blood Guard and the Ninth Prince!

The two demons didn't know, so the dark handprint appeared on their foreheads.

Zhao Yaolu raised his hand into a fist and slammed it hard on his forehead.

boom!

She immediately fell backwards.

Head dizzy for a while.

There are stars in my eyes.

The Dragon Blood Guard and the Ninth Prince also seemed to have been hit on the head by a huge force.

Immediately fell and flew out.

I couldn't stand up for a while.

Still can't concentrate.

Can only watch helplessly.

Ling Xuan was taken aback.

He knew that as long as each monster race stimulated its own bloodline to a certain extent, it could comprehend the bloodline treasure technique hidden deep in the bloodline.

It is similar to the Nascent Soul treasure technique that Nascent Soul monks comprehend by themselves.

But there is a time for comprehension.

Some monster races can comprehend it just after they are born.

Some monster races didn't understand until they died.

However, he really didn't expect the bloodline treasure technique of the Sky Ghost Clan to be so weird.

Hurt others must first hurt yourself!

"This time is enough!"

Ling Xuan exhaled lightly.

Two groups of flames suddenly appeared in the hands.

The left hand is the golden sun essence fire.

On the right, is the cyan Azure Lotus Earth Heart Fire.

At this moment Ling Xuan seemed to be helped by a god.

He suddenly photographed the two groups of Strange Fire together.

Strange Fire did not have the slightest conflict, and the Integrated Union came together logically, forming a golden fireball.

Then Ling Xuan pulled it suddenly.

Clang!

Then a giant flaming gun that shot straight into the sky took shape!

The giant spear is more than fifty feet long.

The circumference is enough for ten people to hug.

Compared with the giant gun, Ling Xuan's size is pitifully small.

But it is such a body shape, but it can activate such an amazing martial skill!

"Dahuang Xingyun, go!"

Ling Xuan pointed at the Ninth Prince and the Dragon Blood Guard.

made a throwing motion.

The next moment, the giant flaming spear rushed away like a spear of divine punishment.

Slow but firm.

Crushed and melted everything along the way!