Ling Xuan had already wanted to escape, but it was too difficult to assign him to the two heavenly ghosts, and he could not have the opportunity to escape. Even if he got the Zi Ying sword, he could only end up with a resistance. Seeing that he was the only one left around him, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel despair.

"I had known that Jin Xia was so tender, and she had the most Taoist Taoist supreme treasure, and she didn't even use the soles of the soles of the Tushita Tianliuzhan, so why did I have to work so hard? Now, I'm so lonely. I'm afraid it's really dangerous..." Ling Xuan complained that Taoist Jin Xia was unkind, but he didn't know the truth. If he learned that Taoist Jin Xia tried his best to sacrifice the Tushita Tianliuzhan and was still wanted to be taken down by Yue Ling, I'm afraid Ling Xuan would be at this moment

His face would be even more ugly. Now the Lingyun in Li Yueling's eyes was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. If he wanted to kill it, it would be fine if Li Yueling did not use any magic weapon. However, this would not eliminate the anger in Li Yueling's heart. Lingyun's sneak attack on Jin Nuanyu and caused Henry to die. Although Li Yueling still had his own tricks, Lingyun's move undoubtedly touched Li Yueling's biggest taboo. Just killing him would be too cheap.

With Li Yueling's order, the eight heavenly ghosts separated eight directions to encircle Lingxuan Taoist. Before Li Yueling's order, they just prevented Lingxuan from escaping, but did not take action against him. "The two heavenly ghosts were almost unable to deal with it. If the eight heavenly ghosts came together, how could they be lucky?" Lingxuan's face was pale as gray. He just took back the purple Ying sword in his hand and trembled slightly with him.

"What do you want?"

"What do you think I want?" Li Yueling rose up from the sky and said with a high apology. "If you kill me today, the immortal elders of our sect will definitely come to get rid of you in the future. If you know the truth, make a way out as soon as possible. I will not care about your previous grudges because you are still somewhat conscience." Obviously, Ling Xuan's desire to survive is very strong, so strong that he can let go of his face and self-esteem and try to bargain with Li Yueling with his empty and ethereal chips.

"What a sage who ignores the previous grudge. As expected, he is worthy of being the leader of the sect. His broad mind is really admirable." Li Yueling said disdainfully: "Since you are willing to abandon this old grudge, I have no reason to worry about it. So what if you follow you, but what should you consider today's grudge?" Taoist Ling Xuan naturally knew what Li Yueling meant was about, and his expression sluggishly and quickly said: "That's Taoist Jinxia asked me to help him. As a fellow Taoist sect, I naturally couldn't refuse. In fact, I was also invited by others, so how could I make a grudge with you?"

"This old bull's acting skills are really good. If he goes to Oscars, he might be able to get a trophy back... his face is a little thicker than himself. He can even breathe without even breathing when he opens his eyes and opens his eyes and says, "So that's it, I'm wrongly believing you." Ling Xuan heard Li Yueling's tone loosens, and thought the other party was shocked by his elders' words, and his expression was much more relaxed than before. He hurriedly said, "That's right, it's just a misunderstanding. If nothing happens, I'll go here, and there will be a period of time later." He said so. But his figure did not move at all. Who made the eight heavenly ghosts stare at him with a fierce light that chooses people? How could he walk half a step?

"Oh, you're going to see it. My eight men are very hungry! Although you just want to make them eight by your little chicken arms and legs, you can only stuff your teeth into pieces. You really don't care about your fullness, but I, the master, can't let my subordinates work in vain, right?" Li Yueling shrugged helplessly and spread his hands. "You... are too bullying!" At this moment, even though Ling Xuan is stupid, he already understands that Li Yueling has never let him go, not to mention that he has never been a fool. "I'm fighting with you."

Li Yueling finally looked upright and snorted coldly, "You are too bullying? You are not worthy, do you fight? Do you have the qualifications?"

When Taoist Lingxuan, who knew that he would be unlucky, heard this, his lungs were almost irritated. Ziying Sword Welding Ran took action and exploded with an unprecedented hundred-foot sword light. "The pearl of rice grains dares to shine." Facing the Ziying Sword, which was consumed by the envoy of the true essence of Lingxuan, Li Yueling gave him a sneer. He waved the Yuanyang ruler in his hand and shot three golden Yang purple flowers on his head, pressed down with the extreme heat of Yuanyang, and suppressed the Ziying Sword Light, shrinking it into a radius of about a meter, and not leaking it out.

The attack of fighting with his life was suppressed back like this. The Taoist Lingxuan spitted several mouthfuls of blood, his hair was dispersed, as if he was crazy. If the resentful light in his eyes could be killed, Li Yueling was probably dead thousands of times. The eight heavenly ghosts still maintained the siege, and they didn't do anything, just watched and prevented Lingxuan from escaping.

I don’t know if Taoist Lingxuan was completely desperate and crazy or had other intentions. He flew back without saying anything. Did he even give up the only magic weapon that could be relied on? Because Taoist Lingxuan had injected his natal true essence into the Ziying Sword, even the sky ghost blocking there wanted to avoid its sharp edge and had to break into the void and avoid it. The Ziying Sword did not stop and turned into a brilliant purple cloud and ran up the sky, without any trace.

At this point, the Taoist Lingxuan suddenly laughed wildly and did not take the opportunity to escape. In fact, he didn't have the ability to escape. The only blow had exhausted half of his natal true energy. Now he is exhausted and it is good to be able to keep floating in the air. "Li Yueling, wait, my Lingxuan's death today also indicates that the death period of your entire goalkeeper is not far away. Haha...haha..." After Lingxuan laughed wildly, Mu Ran saw a yellow halo on his forehead, and he tried his best to pounce on Li Yueling.

"It's so great. Will the self-destructive Yuanying die together? It's so naive..." Although Li Yueling was confused about why Taoist Lingxuan said crazy before, when he saw Lingxuan's forehead lit up yellow halo, it was a sign of the cultivator's self-destructive Yuanying. No... but what?" Murong Shuyu took two steps back and hugged Xia. When she remembered the intimacy in the cell just now, she felt hot all over and couldn't help but stutter.

After taking over the eight heavenly ghosts, Li Yueling ignored the two old Taoists of Qingxuan and Baixuan who should have walked away. He flew back from the escape light, but he couldn't help but say sadly: "The Ziying Sword is at least the strongest flying sword in the human world. It's really a waste if I failed to get it!"
Chapter completed!