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seventy, touch of the artifact

Ling Xi once again activates the forbidden technique regardless of the consequences and confronts Lingnan. The whip leg turned into a shadow and kicked Lingnan in an instant, smashing a big hole with his body.

Ling Xi coughed out a mouthful of blood, put down the little emperor in his arms, and his face grew aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he looked like a middle-aged man in a blink of an eye.

Lingnan's clothes were shattered, revealing a talisman on his inner armor on his chest, he opened the gravel on his body, and sneered: "I have the spiritual talisman provided by my master, you can't hurt me at all."

Ling Xi pointed his hand and several earth thorns emerged from behind Lingnan, which were black all over, and the cold light pierced Lingnan's body in chaos. Lingnan stood there and laughed wildly, allowing the earth thorns to pierce through the torso, and no strange drop of blood flowed out.

"That is a talisman that only the spiritual practitioners of the realm of All Things have the ability to create. They can temporarily borrow the power of heaven and earth to protect users from any harm. The cost of each piece is very high, even in the black market of the heaven world."

"I just need to know how to break it." Ling Xi growled, gasping violently. He knew very well that his body would not last long and he had no time to waste it.

"As long as the attack exceeds the limit of the talisman, the talisman will be automatically destroyed and will never work again."

Ling Xi broke the ground and punched Lingnan's door when she heard this. Lingnan did not avoid it at all. The long sword in her hand splashed out bloody spiritual energy, and also slashed towards Lingxi.

The sword blade brushed across Ling Xi's neck, and the spiritual power exploded on the sword body, shooting out countless fine spiritual arrows to pierce the earth armor on Ling Xi's body, and drilled into small holes. The tricks were almost the same as those that Bai Yu had used before.

Ling Xi entered the spiritual cultivation realm and could naturally disperse spiritual power, but after all, it was relying on external power, and it was far less proficient than Lingnan.

Ling Xi punched several times in succession, exerting all his strength, but penetrated Lingnan's body and did not cause any substantial harm to him. However, the cold air surged, and the momentum was even stronger than the three fights that could be broken.

Ling Xi was accidentally holding the sword, and Ling Xi held the blade. Ling Xi also put a thick layer of earth armor on his hand, barely blocking the cutting of the blade, making Ling Nan unable to draw out the sword for a while.

Lingnan was so angry that he held his left hand tightly with revenge, and slammed Ling Xi's abdomen without leaving any effort.

Ling Xi's body shook and swallowed the blood that surged into his throat. He had reached his limit, so he had no strength to avoid the attack of Lingnan.

Seeing that Ling Xi was as exhausted as last time, Lingnan exerted force with his wrist and forced out the sword and stabbed into Ling Xi's chest. Ling Xi could no longer help it, bloodshot seeped out from the corner of his mouth, and his hands were hanging down weakly.

Lingnan pulled out his long sword, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a wriggling bug from the porcelain bottle, handed it to Ling Xi's mouth and smiled: "I won't let you die easily, taste the pain of being eaten by the insects little by little."

"Lingnan, don't continue to drag it down! I feel that there are other people who can break the ground approaching, and it may be the rescuers of the Ya Kingdom!" An elder urged sternly.

"Ha." Lingnan just laughed sarcastically when he heard this. He had no awe of these elders. He forced the insect into Ling Xi's mouth before walking towards the unconscious little emperor.

He picked up the little emperor roughly and cut a deep hole in the wound that had just healed. The little emperor frowned in pain and never woke up.

Lingnan opened the door again with the hands of the little emperor. When he saw Gongsun Gongsun, who had turned into a dead body inside, he looked fearful and solemnly took out a magic weapon and put it on his chest.

He seemed to know the terrifying effect of the Eight Wheel Realm on living creatures, and he dared to get close with magic weapons. The two elders also turned their eager eyes to the depths covered by the fog, which seemed to have a triangular black shadow.

As soon as Lingnan stepped into the gate, a figure came from behind him and knocked him into the depths of the thick fog. The power was not enough to cause damage to Lingnan, so the talisman naturally had no response. Lingxi turned around and glanced at everyone, forcing his unconscious body, and turned around and entered the fog.

Lingnan got up from the fog in a panic and looked around. He had no soul and could not feel Ling Xi's position, so he could only use his sword to chop on the spot in fear.

Ling Xi hid in the fog not far away and watched him quietly, waiting for the best time to do it. Xiaoling helped him explore with his soul, Ling Xi was in the dark and Lingnan was in the bright. He already had a way to solve Lingnan.

Lingnan slashed around for a while, panting and shouted to the surroundings: "Ling Xi! I know you are here! Do you dare to come out?"

despair.

A crisp sound came from behind Lingnan. He quickly turned around and raised his sword to point it in that direction.

A shadow of an inverted triangle floated in the air and slowly approached Lingnan. The fog became thicker and thicker, and endless cold air surged out from the black shadow.

Lingnan's pupils gradually dilated, and rootless fire appeared beside him to keep warm. He looked at the dark shadows in the thick fog in disbelief. The magic weapon he used to protect himself on his chest was also flashing slightly.

The inverted triangle black shadows keep approaching Lingnan, as if they are attracted by souls.

Ling Xi emerged from the thick fog, right behind Lingnan. At this time, Lingnan focused all his attention on the inverted triangle black shadow, and did not notice that Ling Xi was approaching.

Ling Xi used the same trick again, and then he bumped into another, pushing Lingnan to lean against the inverted Triangle Shadow, pulling off the magic weapon in his chest and holding it in his palm.

Lingnan screamed and touched his chest, trying to regain his magic weapon. Ling Xi turned over and lay down, pressing the magic weapon under his body so that Lingnan could not get it.

The talismans in Lingnan began to burn rapidly, appearing and disappearing, obviously losing their effect. They rolled and crawled in the opposite direction of the inverted triangle black shadow. Before they could take two steps, they fell to the ground and twitched. The body quickly turned pale and lost its vitality.

Ling Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and the magic weapon in his palm cracked and a wisp of blue smoke emerged. He heard the sound and his face was pale, and he also barely got up to leave the fragments of the Eight Wheel Realm.

"Ling Xi, you don't seem to be affected!" Xiao Ling shouted, calming down.

Ling Xi turned around and the inverted triangle black shadow was only five feet away from him. He could clearly identify its outline, but it was still not swallowed.

"What's going on?" Ling Xi loosened her tense nerves and fell to the ground weakly, her eyes gradually blurred. A huge shadow came over and picked up Ling Xi and escaped from the door.

With his barbarian tongue, he licked Ling Xi's face, and some sweet and fishy liquid poured into his mouth, spreading throughout his body like a magical medicine, magically curing most of his external injuries, allowing Ling Xi's mind to wake up again.

"Hongjing?" Xiaoling reminded him in surprise, wishing he could get out of Ling Xi's body to greet it.

Hongjing looked back at the old man in blue robe. The two elders of the royal court were driven away by it in time. It was worried that the old man in blue robe was there and did not want to speak easily. It just put the place where the wound was bitten and close to the corner of Ling Xi's mouth and let the blood pour in.

"Hongjing?" This time it was Ling Xi's weak call. He raised his hand, pushed away Hongjing's wound, and said to it: "Why are you here?"

Hongjing roared a few times, and was inconvenient to explain, so he nodded.

Ling Xi knew that it meant that Ling Yingxi was safe and sound, and the big rock that had been falling in the air, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The old man in the blue robe was a little afraid of Hongjing and was unwilling to get close. He picked up the little emperor and said to Ling Xi: "The elders of the royal court have been driven away by this spirit beast. It should be your Guyun Sect. Let it carry you on your back and we close the door and leave here."

When Ling Xi mentioned the door, he suddenly woke up and widened his eyes and looked at the fog behind the door.

The inverted triangle shadow unknowingly approached the edge of the door and was about to appear from the fog.

The old man in blue robe flashed his horrified eyes, and he had no time to explain, so he took action to seal the door.

Just as he approached the gate, a strange phenomenon emerged. A temple was exposed, stained with black blood. Just seeing a little bit of the eighth wheel realm, Ling Xi could hear the wailing sounds of souls from the dead world.

The spiritual weapon gates on both sides closed and happened to hit the fragment of the Eighth Wheel Realm. They were forced to be squeezed out of the gap by the Eighth Wheel Realm fragment.

A dazzling light flashed from the place where the fragments of the Eight Wheel Realm came into contact with the spiritual weapon gate, and an ice storm swept out of thin air from the space around the mirror, freezing the entire gate into ice residue.

The fragments of the Eight Wheel Realm shook slightly, and the entire door turned into tiny pieces, scattered all over the ground.

The old man in blue robe didn't care about Ling Xi, picked up the little emperor and fled outside the underground palace.

When Hongjing saw the old man in blue robe left, he put Ling Xi into his mouth and said, "Don't move! I'll take you away!" Its wings shook and he wanted to forcefully pierce the ground above his head and fly out.

A stronger wailing sound came from the fragment of the Eight Wheel Realm. Ling Xi leaned against Hongjing's teeth and felt for no reason that there was a suction force from the soul, sucking himself in the direction of the fragment of the Eight Wheel Realm.

Hongjing was also driven by this powerful suction force, flew into the air and smashed hard on the ground.

Ling Xi was pulled out of Hongjing's mouth. Hongjing was unwilling to leave alone, so he swallowed Ling Xi into his mouth, leaning on all sides, trying to fight against the suction force.

"Let me go, you go." Ling Xi held his hand in Hongjing's mouth and whispered to it.

Hongjing shook his head, unable to speak, and stubbornly gritted his teeth. Even so, Hongjing's huge body was still approaching the fragment of the Eight Wheel Realm under this suction force.

Its torso was also affected by the power of swallowing, and the beautiful purple hair gradually turned white.

Ling Xi punched Hongjing's mouth, making it unable to help but open its mouth. He took the opportunity to crawl out and was sucked to the other end.

Hongjing reluctantly opened his mouth again, trying to stop Ling Xi.

"Hongjing! Go back! I'm here, nothing will happen." Xiaoling appeared from Ling Xi's body and persuaded Hongjing. Hongjing stopped and watched Ling Xi go away.

He reluctantly said, "Go back to Guyun Sect and help me watch Yingxi, don't let her get into trouble, have you heard?"

Tears appeared at the corner of Hongjing's eyes and he nodded.

Xiao Ling crawled back into Ling Xi's body, and he was then sucked in front of the fragments of the Eight-Wheel Realm.

The fragments of the Eight Wheel Realm in front of me reveal endless evil spirits, and there are traces of sharp objects slashing through the incomplete areas, reflecting Ling Xi's shadow through the mirror.

The environment he was exposed to was no longer in the dark hall, but a white ice field that could not be seen.
Chapter completed!
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