The moment Ling Luoyu took action, the old man's pupils shrank, and he looked at the soul blade incredibly.

"What kind of weapon is this..."

There are not many magic weapons in the world that can withstand his attacks.

And there are even fewer weapons that can make the trembling sound of the soul and penetrate the human soul.

For a moment, his greed arises.

"Little girl, if you can give it to me...I can guarantee that I will never hurt you three..."

Ling Luoyu sneered: "It doesn't matter, you can hurt us at will... just like I want to hurt you..."

The Chaos Yuan Spirit poured into the soul blade and the trembling sound broke out again.

"Buzz"

"Um!"

The middle-aged man groaned again, and the gray air lingered around him.

The muscles on the old man's face twitched: "Little girl, if you don't eat toast, you will be punished for wine... but you will be killed!"

"Isn't the blood on your body... dead?"

Ling Luoyu stared at her disdain and her eyes were cold.

"How many people died when you entered this place?! I don't think... I don't care if I die of three of us, right?"

Although I don’t know the origin of the old man and the others, from the perspective of cultivation, I should be the sect leader of the same sect.

"As the Queen of the Seas, it seems a bit wrong where you appear, right?"

When talking about the Queen of the Sea, the old man's pupils shrank and he suddenly laughed: "Little girl, where you appeared is wrong, right?"

"Master...Yanhong..."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and whispered, opening his eyes angrily.

"She is still under the water..."

The old man narrowed his eyes and his figure suddenly disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already on the shore and grabbed it into the water with one hand.

The soul blade lost its gravity, and Ling Luoyu's feet staggered: "Tear the void..."

In the gods, those who can tear the void are definitely masters against the will of heaven.

No wonder this old man is so confident and dares to covet her soul blade. It turns out that he has such ability.

In the "crash" water, Yanhong was raised by the old man, with pale face and eyes closed, and she seemed to be unconscious.

While she was out of the water, the old man's mouth instantly let out a whistle.

The flying beast under Feng Chenglin roared with a "scream" and flew down with its wings.

"not good!"

He suddenly turned his hand, grabbed the flying beast's head and raised it suddenly.

The bird's hair on the flying beast's head was pulled away again. It screamed in pain, flapping its wings and flew into the sky, and passed by Ling Luoyu and others' heads.

The old man then discovered that the flying beast had been controlled by others, so he could not let him decide, and fire started from his heart.

"What a courage!"

Roaring angrily, he grabbed Yanhong and flew up.

However, a cold blade came across the sky, and murderous intent attacked her.

Ling Luoyu's soul blade was not the old man, but the rouge in his hand.

With such a drag bottle in hand, the old guy's actions will be greatly reduced.

Unless he doesn't want to save her, he will be subject to stymie.

Sure enough, the moment the soul blade broke through the air, the old man had to sink his body, grabbed the void with his right hand, and held the soul blade tightly.

"court death!"

At this time, he had no intention of negotiating and threw Yanhong to the middle-aged man. His hands passed by, and a powerful gray-black aura lingered out.

The gray-black air coiled around the soul blade and spread upwards. In the blink of an eye, it reached Ling Luoyu's wrist.

The moment it wrapped around, Ling Luoyu felt the heaviness of the soul blade.

In her hand, she seemed to be carrying a mountain of Tai and pressing her to the body.
Chapter completed!