"I grant you death!" Lingyun Immortal Lord's cold words lingered in Ye Chen's ears, like a big bell, causing Ye Chen's eardrums to hurt. At this moment, Ye Chen was seriously injured and could not resist Lingyun Immortal Lord.

The breath!

Such a spiritual body should have the combat power of the middle stage of the God King Realm. It should be available in every palace and be kept by the disciples guarding the palace!

Once encountering a strong enemy, the disciple can summon this divine thought if he is defeated.

Immortal Lingyun raised his hand, and a piece of infinite holy light flowed from the fingertips of his palm, like a five-color sky thunder, pressing down to kill Ye Chen!

At this moment, Ye Chen really felt Xiaoxiao!

Incredibly small!

The power gap is too big!

But at this critical moment!

A roar resounded!

"Old witch!"

"How dare you attack my disciple!"


Chapter completed!