Aya Qingzhu of the wind rises Douluo

"Jie Jie Jie, the little beauty is talking big words like this. You are not afraid of flashing your tongue. Let me make you two happy today!" Mo Chengyuan said with a lewd smile. At the same time, one white, two yellow, and three purple appeared under his feet. , Yihei's soul ring.

At this time, Ling Qingzhu felt a huge pressure filling her surroundings, but it was still much worse than Tang Hao.

"(￣～￣) chew!"

In the blink of an eye, Ling Qingzhu took the elixir in her mouth. With a cracking sound, her aura quickly strengthened, reaching the peak of Earth Yuan, Tian Yuan... the peak of Qi Creation Realm!

"boom!"

A huge wave of air spread out with Ling Qingzhu as the center, and the powerful pressure seemed to make even the space tremble.

"What did you just say?" Ling Qingzhu said every word with the vitality of the Qi Creation Realm, and each word condensed into a font in the air and pressed towards Mo Chengyuan.

The tough scholars all spoke well, and Ling Qingzhu was somewhat similar to them. The first word was pressed on the top of Mo Chengyuan's head, and with the sound of his leg being broken, he was forced to kneel down.

Every word seemed to have the weight of a big mountain. In just an instant, five small characters pressed up. Mo Chengyuan was pressed to the ground, and the surrounding land was pressed three meters deep in an instant.

The "crackling" sound of broken bones continued to be heard from this space, and at the same time, there was the shocking wailing sound of ghosts and gods!

Ling Qingzhu came to Ning Rongrong in one step. With a swipe of her finger, the rope behind her was broken. She gently wiped the tears in front of her eyes and said: "Sometimes it is important to be talented, but you have to clamp down before you get up." Be a person with your tail in mind, and don't be arrogant or unreasonable.

Learn from your father and rely on your own charisma to make Sword Bone Douluo willing to stay with you. "

Ning Rongrong nodded with red eyes. If it weren't for Ling Qingzhu, what kind of disaster would she have endured?

Of course, if Ling Qingzhu had not appeared, Zhu Zhuqing would have left if he found that the place was inaccessible, and naturally he would not have met Ning Rongrong who was passing by.

Fate is always so inexplicable.

Ling Qingzhu was about to end Mo Chengyuan's life when she suddenly discovered that he had drawn a rune on the ground and muttered: "Lost king, I am willing to sacrifice myself in exchange for your awakening. Your kingdom is being destroyed. Strange enemies will attack, wake up!"

Suddenly, the entire cave shook, and the original formation lines continued to shine brightly. Ling Qingzhu frowned and said secretly in her heart: "Next time, I'll kill the person first before talking about other things."

At this time, Ling Qingzhu waved her big hand, and Yuanli wrapped around the children present, and quickly flew towards the cave entrance with the unconscious Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

She vaguely felt something terrifying coming back to life, as if a sleeping evil spirit had awakened after a sacrifice.

Ning Rongrong looked at the constantly changing scenes around her and the characteristic energy wrapped outside her body, and couldn't help but think in her heart.

She has been with Titled Douluo for a long time, and has an incomparable understanding of that kind of momentum. The momentum that Ling Qingzhu just exuded is definitely not inferior to Titled Douluo.

Even verbally speaking, suppressing the Soul Saint in minutes, this ability is completely beyond the reach of ordinary little girls.

In contrast, she found that she was really naked. Thinking about her father, she had indeed gone astray.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Qingzhu brought everyone out, and the original cave collapsed, and those who were still alive inside probably died before they could come out.

Ling Qingzhu placed everyone safely on the ground. Just when Ning Rongrong was about to ask something, a roar came out, and a black mist appeared above the ruins, with various screams in it. outgoing.

"Huh?" With the blessing of Ling Qingzhu's Yuanli in her eyes, she could clearly see that the fog seemed to be full of people in black clothes. Not only the lives, but also the corpses were devoured in the fog.

The mist was now staring at Ling Qingzhu, its blood-red eyes full of evil aura and madness.

Even the aura emanating from his body was not far different from hers. It seemed to be the soul of a titled Douluo, and it appeared in front of them for unknown reasons.

"That thing is so scary. I feel that its strength is not weaker than the title, but compared with the real title, it is still not good enough!" Ning Rongrong stood up and said solemnly: "It has no intelligence at all."

Ling Qingzhu nodded. He had a title-level soul body, but without intelligence, he was no different from a flower shelf.

Looking at the black mist running towards them in front of them, Ling Qingzhu calmly comprehended the Taishang Sensing Technique in her memory. With the help of her current cultivation level, a long sword as tall as her appeared in her hand. Mark out the dullness.

But only she knew that an invisible spiritual power containing a trace of the power of the world derived from the cultivation of the Supreme Sensing Art slashed through.

At this time, the black mist was also groaning in pain. The entire mist was constantly swallowing black airflow, and everything that came into contact with the airflow was inexplicably corrupted.

Ling Qingzhu held up her vitality defense shield and looked at the black mist in front of her quietly. There was still a long time left. If it was not over when her strength began to diminish, then she would kill her and leave directly.

The power of a sword does no harm, it just knocks the soul inside to see if it can wake up the mind inside, and by the way, understand what the formation pattern is.

If you still want to kill her after recovering your intelligence, don't blame her for being rude. It's just a soul body, and one sword can cut through its soul body.

Judging from the previous murals, the man in front of him may have been the king of this land. Then, I don’t know what happened, and the country was destroyed.

While she was still thinking, Ning Rongrong next to her exclaimed: "Its eyes have become clearer, and it seems that its intelligence has begun to recover."

Ling Qingzhu calmed down and saw that only her area was intact. The rest of the area seemed to be corrupted. The corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch, and she said secretly in her heart: "You can't even spit out a person with the strongest vitality within a radius of 20 meters." All the bluesilver grass has been wiped out by you."

"Are you awake?" Ling Qingzhu said coldly as she glanced at the black mist in front of her.

The black mist in front of him quietly dissipated, and a figure wearing armor and glowing blue appeared in front of him. He was holding a huge ax in his hand. He looked like a knight, but the weapon in his hand was different.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for helping me get out of trouble!" The soul in front of him bowed very respectfully and said.

Ling Qingzhu nodded, and then asked: "How did you survive, and what happened to the formation pattern?"