This sect is going against the sky

A woman's figure subconsciously flashed across Yuan Xiao's mind, looked at Ling Meier and subconsciously blurted out: "Gong Lingshuang!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes were all looking at him in unison.

Even the two people who were fighting paused for a moment, and glanced at him, but quickly turned their heads and focused on their opponents.

Yuan Xiao has been observing Ling Meier's expression all the time, but the other party looks at her as if she is looking at an idiot, not pretending at all.

This made him touch his nose in embarrassment.

At this moment, Wei Zong grabbed a gap, and the silver spear pierced her neck straight like a dragon.

The distance between the two sides was so close that they arrived almost in the blink of an eye. Seeing that it was inevitable, Ling Meier gritted her teeth, and a strange color flashed in her pupils.

Wei Zong froze for a moment, and Ling Meier picked up the silver spear and flew it out instantly.

"You are Ling..." Wei Zong's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Ling Meier with shock in his eyes, but Ling Meier picked him up before he finished speaking, "I am your aunt!"

The sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword touched Wei Zong's forehead. The majestic and violent sword energy sank into his body, and the sea of ​​energy in his dantian was directly crushed, and all vitality was wiped out.

Wei Chengyu turned his head to look as if feeling something, and saw Wei Zong's eyes were sluggish and he fell straight upright. He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "Father!"

"Demon girl, I will fight with you!"

Wei Chengyu turned his head and was about to rush towards Ling Meier.

Seeing this, the old man beside him couldn't help but change his face, and hurried to stop him: "Young master, if you leave the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood, go!"

The old man glanced at Ling Mei'er, then picked up Wei Chengyu and flew out of the ancient battlefield at high speed.

It's just that after flying less than a hundred feet away, Ling Mei'er's figure has already arrived first, stopping in front of the two of them.

"Where are you going?"

"This fellow Taoist, stay on the front line so that we can meet each other in the future. I'm afraid it's not good to kill them all like this?" The old man guarded Wei Chengyu behind him and said coldly.

"That depends on who it is."

Ling Meier sneered, her eyes swept over the two of them, implying something:
"Thinking of you, the result will be to cut the weeds but not the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate. If I am merciful today, it will be your turn to kill me someday. Okay, you also go down to accompany that old guy Bar."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Meier's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye she had appeared only ten steps away from the two of them. At this moment, the old man suddenly waved his hand, and countless talismans surrounded Ling Meier.

Before Ling Meier had time to react, countless talismans had already burned by themselves.

At the same time, dozens of thunderbolts as thick as buckets fell down.

"Young master, let's go!"

After the old man threw the talisman out, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and shouted at Wei Chengyu.

Wei Chengyu had regained his sanity at this time, and knew very well that staying here with his own cultivation could only serve as a hindrance. Hearing the sound of explosions one after another, he spat hard and said with an unfriendly expression: "Cheap!" That bitch."

Then he passed Ling Meier and fled out of the ancient battlefield.

The old man also followed closely behind him, and he did not forget to ask: "Young master's most urgent task is to take over the authority of the Temple of Zhu Shen."

After a pause, as if thinking of something, the old man became a little worried, "Without the Hall Master sitting in charge, I am afraid that the Temple of Zhushen will not be peaceful in the future."

"I know." Wei Chengyu's face was cold, a look of sternness flashed in his eyes, and the words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "Wei will pay back this revenge even more one day."

"The young master has a gully in his heart, the old man can rest assured."

As the old man spoke, he stopped suddenly and began to recite the formula in his mouth. Immediately afterwards, a white crane with smooth feathers and smooth feathers suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

Baihe quickly condensed into a solid body and stopped in front of Wei Chengyu.

"Wanli Yanyunhe!" Wei Chengyu looked at the old man with some puzzled eyes, "Elder Wang, what are you doing?"

"Those talismans can only stop the demon girl for a while, let this evil animal send the young master to the next level, and the old man will stay and die." The old man said.

"No, Wanli Yanyunhe is your contracted soul beast, leaving it alone will give you another way to escape." Wei Chengyu frowned and said no, "I'm not too useless, even one person can escape. "

"Young master, that woman's target is you. As long as you are safe, it is nothing at all if the old man loses his life here."

The worried look on the old man's face did not improve, he glanced at Lin Fan's direction, and said with fear on his face: "And don't forget, there is that person surnamed Lin watching over us, our situation is not very good optimism."

After being reminded by the old man, Wei Chengyu couldn't help but shudder, and almost forgot that Lin Fan was still watching from the side.

"Young master offended, please put the overall situation first!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the white crane had picked up Wei Chengyu, spread its wings and flew high into the sky, turning into a small black spot in the blink of an eye.

"Elder Wang is really loyal." Just as Wei Chengyu was sent away, Ling Meier caught up again.

After being bombarded by countless lightning talismans, Ling Meier's hair is disheveled at this time, there are still a few scorched marks on her fair face, and the dress on her body is even tattered. A beggar is no different.

Seeing the old man looking over vigilantly, Ling Meier not only did not show the expression of embarrassment and anger after being calculated, but also showed a smile that the old man could not see clearly.

"Don't be nervous, we have no enmity in the past and we have no grievances in the present, why bother to fight and kill, how hurtful is it, don't you think so?"

As soon as Ling Meier said these words, the old man became even more confused, her brows were tightly frowned, and she couldn't figure out what kind of medicine the other party's gourd was selling.

"What exactly do you want to say?" The old man intuitively felt that this woman would not be so kind, and asked vigilantly.

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Ling Meier's mouth suddenly became more and more incomprehensible, and then she pointedly said: "You don't have to think too much about me, you must know that you want to kill that kid... It's not just me."

As soon as the words fell, a stream of light broke through the sky and went straight towards the direction where the white crane was.

"Not good!" The old man's face changed drastically in an instant, and he hurriedly chased after Bai He in the direction away from him.

"Young master, stop quickly!" The old man shouted in the direction of the white crane, but he was still a step too late, and only heard the cry of a crane.