My filial piety has gone bad

On the edge of the lonely pine cliff, the wind is hunting.

Ling Zhouye stood with her hands behind her back, her sword-like eyebrows furrowed solemnly.

The complexion is reddish.

She is as heroic as a sword, valiant in the wind, but she is also rare and graceful, bright and moving.

Unexpectedly, he was infiltrated into the closed air sea by the power of mortals!

Not to mention mortals... This is the first time that someone can break into her sea of ​​energy!

The instant instinctive reaction caused the dantian to shrink violently, the majestic sea of ​​energy exploded instantly, and the vast spiritual energy exploded out!

This is enough to kill Xiao Ran.

She hurriedly turned around to save people.

However, it was discovered that Xiao Ran was not pierced to death by the spiritual energy, but was blown away by the spiritual energy...

Not only that, he also slowed down step by step and landed step by step relying on the resonance palm force.

His movements are chic and skillful, and he is more confident than a cultivator.

Ling Zhouyue has been around for thousands of years, what kind of scene... I have never seen such a scene!

Shocked, but also slightly relieved.

With a flash of figure, he suddenly appeared directly under Xiao Ran's fall.

He took both hands together, and hugged Xiao Ran in a skillful princess hug.

Xiao Ran felt like falling into an embrace that was extremely tough and reliable, but at the same time warm and soft.

Taking a closer look, it was his Fat Sheep Shizun.

Being held in the arms of a woman princess was an image he had never imagined.

Since I can't resist, I can simply enjoy the care and love from my master.

It's just that he can't understand:

"Why is Master's princess hug so proficient?"

Ling Zhouyue has a serious face.

"This sentence should be asked by the teacher... Why is your resonance mentality so proficient overnight?"

The two looked at each other, speechless.

I don't know when-

The sky is cracked.

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Chapter 0009 The First Lesson of the Age of Doom

I don't know when.

Dust was billowing in the sky above Zhijian Peak, and wind and clouds gathered.

Endless black clouds surged from all directions.

The howling wind poured down from the sky, and the vast spiritual energy also vibrated, and the air pressure dropped suddenly, making the hair stand on end and the joints tremble.

Even in the posture of a princess, lying in the warm and vast chest of the master, Xiao Ran was shivering from the cold, wishing to be buried in the mountains.

Ling Zhouyue looked up at the sky, frowning slightly.

"It's a rare thing."

With a wave of her big sleeve, she cast out a cyan gossip array suspended in the air.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran got off her body knowingly.

Steady your mind and stand in the center of the gossip green light array.

It's like standing on a piece of suspended glass.

Close your eyes, hold your breath, and listen to everything.

He noticed that the spiritual pressure in the cloud was abnormal, and the space inside it was distorting, as if something strange was about to happen.

"It seems...it's coming for you."

Ling Zhou said on the moon.

Xiao Ran opened his eyes.

"it?"

Obviously, Master saw something that he couldn't hear.

After learning the mind-resonance method, Xiao Ran listened to all things, and his spiritual consciousness greatly increased, but compared with his master, he was still far behind.

A blink of an eye.

Black mist enveloped the sky.

Suddenly, a bloody gash opened in the dark sky.

Red blood dripped from the mouth, staining the sky red.

A huge, withered and pitch-black humanoid arm protruded from the blood-colored space crack as if it had traveled through infinite time and space and infinite years.

Extending downward infinitely, grabbing towards Xiao Ran!

Looking closely, there are hundreds of millions of dense white eyes split in the huge palm!

With the sadness and vast and silent coercion like the ancient prehistoric, the billions of white eyes opened and closed in a strange rhythm, as if billions of universes were born and died at the same time.

Xiao Ran's eyes froze, his heart stopped suddenly, and his breath froze.

It was as if an invisible giant hand that could tear apart the universe was tearing apart his spiritual roots.

It seemed that there were strings of sticky, ambiguous and strange words, like the bells of gods and demons, beating his soul one after another.

Netherworld!