The cold and hot air spread in this small valley. The feeling of one cold and one hot made many people present unbearable. Even Ye Rong, who was full of confidence on the side, also conveyed a little soul energy to cover his body.

to isolate yourself from the outside temperature

But the female spell master seemed to have no feeling at all. She was wearing a thin pleated skirt, and there was no soul energy covering her surroundings. It seemed that she didn't even use the spell master's power, she just let the cold and hot air hit her face.

Come

He snorted coldly in his heart. The soul energy in Ling Yi's body was extracted faster and faster, and the two colors on the Cloud Sword became more and more intense and dazzling. The cold air and hot air mixed together, making many people sweat profusely and at the same time, their bodies

And kept shivering

"Strict Protector, please stop him!" Ye Rong shouted to the woman next to him, but the woman still stood there, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with her, and just looked at Ye Rong with no expression.

One glance did not conceal the killing intent in her eyes.

At this moment, Ling Yi's Cloud Sword had been slashed down suddenly, and a purple fire dragon was pulled out from the sword and soared into the sky. The surface of the purple fire dragon was covered with a layer of flames, and inside, it was actually wrapped with a layer of flames.

clouds of white gas

"Water attribute soul energy and soul fire actually merge with each other. If Ling Yi is allowed to attack this sword, seven out of ten people here will die under this sword!" Ye Rong took a few steps back and glanced out of the corner of his eyes.

Although the female spell master was a little panicked, she did not dare to ask for help from the female spell master again. But this time, he had to take action, firstly to rescue these elites, and secondly, to prevent these elites from being killed.

The rescued Tianjue Sect elites were even more grateful to him and pledged their loyalty to him to the death.

After sucking Xue Qiang's giant sword through the air, Ye Rong aimed at Ling Yi's position and threw it with all his strength.

The giant sword cut through the void, causing a sonic boom. Before he could get close, a kind of oppression enveloped Ling Yi's whole body.

His mind was spinning like electricity, and a touch of spiritual power was drawn out invisibly, controlling the fire dragon and flying towards the black giant sword.

When the two collided, except for a somewhat perceptive sound of "chichi", it was as if nothing happened. A cloud of ashes fell from the sky, but Ling Yi's purple fire dragon was still intact.

And the fire dragon, unabated, continued to fly in its original direction, targeting the female spell master who had done nothing.

"Strict protector, be careful!" Ye Rong shouted in shock, but the female spell master still stood there without moving, but this time, her lips began to recite some spell.

Just when the fire dragon was only ten feet away from the woman, her eyes suddenly opened, and a vague gray wall instantly formed, blocking the fire dragon. After the fire dragon hit the wall, it actually began to decompose.

In the end, only clouds of cold and hot air were left floating in the air

Looking at the woman who easily neutralized his attack, Ling Yi's face was more solemn than ever before. Being able to make the always conceited Yanling say what he said before shows that this woman is indeed not low in strength. The attack just now was obviously his.

One of the most powerful killing moves, but she never expected that she could handle it so easily

He was a little surprised at how powerful the woman was, but fortunately, Ling Yi had experienced many life and death battles and quickly calmed down. Facing the woman who had been staring at him, he fell straight from the air, and then borrowed the spirit of the dead

The silver wings of the flying monster glided down, raised the long sword in his hand, and flew towards the woman. A purple fire ball condensed on the tip of the sword.

He must use speed and soul fire to decisively kill this curse master!

"Luo!" The woman still looked at Ling Yi calmly, but Shen Tie could see the joy deeply hidden in her eyes.

Ling Yi's body fell in a straight line uncontrollably. At this moment, Ling Yi felt that the energy in his body was rapidly draining away, and he had a strong sense of being out of power, but he could not detect any physical abnormality at all.

"What's going on?" Ling Yi quickly asked Xiang Yanling

"This is the power of the curse master. It keeps all external forces away from the opponent! In this case, I will definitely be discovered by him. No way, I have to hide! You can take care of yourself..." Yanling left such words hastily. It's hiding in Ling Yi's ring again

"What?" Ling Yi smiled bitterly, and hurriedly extracted the soul energy and injected it into the silver wings behind his back, which slowed down his landing speed and finally flew in the air again. However, at this time, Ling Yi no longer dared to act rashly. Fly towards that woman, God knows what other tricks she has

The woman's eyes were obviously a little dull, but they turned into extremely joyful. Even Ling Yi in the distance could see this scene clearly, leaving him a little confused.

"Protector Yan, what's wrong with you?" Shen Tie probed carefully. He vaguely understood something, but he would never dare to say it in front of the woman.

"Huh!" The woman snorted coldly and ignored Ye Rong at all, but towards Ling Yi, the look in her eyes became softer and softer, until finally, there was no coldness at all.

"What's going on?" Ling Yi touched the back of his head in confusion, "Is it because of his domineering aura that he attracted this girl?"

Just when Ling Yi was thinking wildly, Ye Rong suddenly aimed a punch at Ling Yi.

"Shocking Dragon Fist!" Ye Rong shouted flatly

Ling Yi slashed through the air, and an arc-shaped sword energy struck loudly.

The aftermath of the collision between the fist wind and the sword energy directly caused the air to tremble. Except for the woman and Ye Rong, everyone took a few steps back. Even Ling Yi in the sky was shocked. Flying back a few feet

"Death!" Because the woman he called a strict protector isolated Ling Yi's external force, Ye Rong also became bolder. He stepped hard on the ground, and his slightly frail body was ejected like a cannonball. He came out, stretched out his hands, and held a blue transparent spear in his hand, throwing it at Ling Yi.

"Whoosh", the spear made a sharp and piercing sound, which was reflected in Ling Yi's eyes, but Ling Yi just stretched out a hand, and then condensed a purple light curtain in front of him, which was covered with purple soul fire. , to enhance the anti-hit capability of the light curtain

"Bang!" The spear shot at the light screen with overwhelming momentum. Waves of energy ripples spread on the light screen, and then returned to calm. However, the spear was still inserted into the light screen, as if it had been embedded in it. in

Ling Yi immediately felt a bad feeling, and that trace of uneasiness still lingered in his heart from the beginning until now.

The spear hanging on the light curtain began to crack one after another, and then transmitted a purple-black light

"Pfft!" At the same time, Ye Rong looked hideous and pale, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground from the air.

Although all the soul energy in his body was consumed due to the attack just now, there was a gloating smile on his face, because this move, even if it could not kill Ling Yi, would make Ling Yi unable to fight again. He can be 100% sure of the power of fighting! Ling Yi, who has no strength to resist, will never escape from his grasp!

"You...you actually know how to use Demon Cloud Palace's secret technique, Thunder Spear to Break the God!" The woman stared at Ye Rong who fell to the ground. In the panic, her voice returned to its normal timbre. Although it was

He screamed angrily, but still sounded melodious, like the twittering of a lark in the forest.

"Zi Yan!" Ling Yi immediately thought of these two words in his mind, and Zi Yan's expressions also appeared in front of his eyes.

Looking at Zi Yan's eyes full of anger, Ling Yi felt so peaceful for the first time. Looking down Zi Yan's face, Ling Yi's eyes finally stopped on those bright wrists that were like gelatin.

On Hao's wrist, there was a bell covered by a red thread. Ling Yi had not looked at the bell carefully before. When he looked at it now, he realized that although the bell was still brand new, there were some faded marks on the red thread that were not obvious.

It shows that this bell is quite old.

Ling Yi remembered that this was the bell he gave to Zi Yan when he was a child. Zi Yan always carried it in her hand. It turned out that the Zi Yan she had been thinking about so much was actually right in front of her!

"Zi Yan?" Ling Yi shouted to Zi Yan happily, but he didn't notice that huge thunder and lightning began to appear on the spear.

Although Ling Yi's voice was not high, it still made Zi Yan's delicate body tremble. She slowly turned around to look at Ling Yi in the sky. Her gray autumn eyes were filled with tears, showing both joy and grievance.
Chapter completed!