Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Na Kun was delighted and increased his divine power output again. Soon, he broke free from the domain's control over him.

Na Kun was overjoyed. It seemed that this bitch was not as powerful as he had imagined. Now it was his turn. If he didn't grind this bitch to dust, he would not be called Na.

Looking at Fu Ling'er's delicate face, Na Kun couldn't help but let a cruel smile appear on his face. It was a pity for such a beautiful woman.

But the next moment, the smile froze on his face and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried, because he found that he couldn't move.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all. It was as if his divine power was imprisoned and there was no response at all.

After trying several times, there was still no movement. Na Kun was anxious, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He stared at Fu Ling'er in horror, wanting to ask her what she had done, why she couldn't control him just now, how could she suppress him so tightly now.

He wanted to curse out loud, but he couldn't make a sound. He now only hoped that the formation could kill Fu Ling'er.

Yes, formation.

Huh? Where's the formation? Where's the red net?

Na Kun only now noticed that the red net outside the area had disappeared at some point.

His family was fighting hard, but they were already losing, and it was only a matter of time before they were all slaughtered.

Looking at Fu Ling'er approaching step by step, and the Sword of the God-killing in her hand shining with a cold light, Na Kun's heart was filled with despair and regret at this moment.

One wrong step and the whole game is lost.

He regrets it!

At the same time, Wanqi Yuan led his friends to kill the hundreds of black-clad men brought by Na Kun until there were only a few left. Without their master, the black-clad men were like a pile of loose sand, and their momentum was three points lower.

Soon, they were all killed by Wanqi Yuan and his friends, and the smell of blood in the air went straight to their heads.

The ground was littered with broken limbs and blood, and the scene was horrifying.

Among the many guests, some who were cowardly fled as soon as the battle began, some who were slow to run died on the spot, and some who fought back and were lucky enough to survive wailed in pain, covering their bleeding wounds.

Occasionally, there were a few that were intact and fell to the side, gasping for breath and looking at the mess on the ground with horror on their faces.

For example, the big bearded man pulled a chair and sat in a corner, looking at Xiao Zi, Xuan Chen, Bai Yu and others who were plundering the battlefield with complicated eyes.

He felt like everything today was just a nightmare, and he didn't even know what happened. His head was still confused. He was just attending a banquet, how did it become a life-and-death struggle?

Also, who are those people? They are all as cruel as the gods of death. Why are they against the Ghost Demon Pavilion? Will they harm them? Is this incident accidental or premeditated?

Countless questions swirled in their minds, and the survivors stared at Fu Ling'er and her group in fear, fearing that they would come with swords raised and kill them the next moment. They were already at the end of their strength and had no strength to run anymore.

Wanqi Yuan didn't care what those people thought. He immediately flashed in front of Fu Ling'er and looked Fu Ling'er up and down with concern to see if she was injured.

Fu Ling'er took back the Sword of the Dead Gods and looked at Na Kun, who died with his eyes open, without any ripples in her heart.

Humph, you will suffer the consequences if you bring trouble upon yourself.

"Let's go, I'm fine, and my hands are not injured. How about you? Are you injured?" Fu Ling'er grabbed Wan Qiyuan's hands and

"I'm glad you're okay. I'm fine too. Let's go. The smell of blood here is too choking." Wanqi Yuan pulled Fu Ling'er to a clean corner.

"Sister Ling, Brother Yuan, what should we do with those people? I guess they have guessed something. I'm afraid they will spread what happened here and put the blame on us," Ling You walked to Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan and asked.

"It's up to you. Truth will come to light sooner or later. Besides, what can they do if they know it was us? We didn't kill them, so they can't blame us."

"That's true, but there are some people who bully the weak and fear the strong, and finally blame us for everything."

"Well, what are you afraid of? Our move today, not to mention stunning everyone, is also enough to scare people. I wonder how many people would dare to cause trouble for us. Besides, haven't we disguised ourselves? Who knows?" At this time, Bai Yu also heard Ling You's words and immediately retorted. He was not afraid of trouble. He had not yet had enough fun fighting today.

"Sister Ling, Brother Yuan, look, I found so many storage rings, there must be a lot of treasures in them," Xiao Zi happily held up a handful of storage rings and handed them to Fu Ling'er.

"Wow! You've made a fortune. Put them away quickly. What about you? You guys are in good condition, so it looks like nothing serious should be happening. Have you cleaned up the battlefield?" Fu Ling'er looked at her friends coming over from behind.

"Yes, Sister Ling, Brother Yuan, we have many people and we searched thoroughly, leaving no hair behind for others."

"Well, that's good. We've finished our work here. Ling'er, let's go."

"it is good,"

They came and went in a hurry, and soon, Fu Ling'er and his group disappeared in the Guisha Pavilion.

The guests who had been on guard against Fu Ling'er and her group looked at each other in bewilderment. The crisis was resolved, and the group of killers finally left.

Finally left?

It’s better to leave, it’s better to leave!

Some people couldn't help but burst into tears. They had just escaped from the shadow of death. As soon as their tense nerves relaxed, the joy and fear of surviving the disaster surged into their hearts, and tears flowed out like a dam breaking.

The horrifying scenes and thrilling moments in their minds have passed, and now, they are finally safe.

At this moment, they no longer concealed their emotions and vented their inner pain and anxiety.

Finally, they don't have to die.

"Stop howling! Get out of here quickly! Do you want to attract others and then seek your own death?" Suddenly, a roar was like a bolt from the blue, making everyone's ears buzz.

"Yes, yes, it's not suitable to stay here for long. Let's leave this place as soon as possible."

"Hurry, big brother, give me a hand, I am too weak to stand up."

"Qiu'er, how are you? Wake up, I'll take you home right now."

"Li Er, hurry up, carry the master on your back, let's leave quickly." An family's guard Zhang Tian hurriedly helped the injured master of the An family to Li Er's back. Zhang Tian, ​​with one arm hanging down, supported the master of the family with one hand, and hurriedly walked towards the gate.

"Lao Lei, can you still walk?" A man walked up to the bearded man and asked,

"Let me rest for a while, Lao Qin. We have suffered a big setback this time. That damn family, my Leiying Castle will never let it go." The bearded man spat in hatred. He had no place to vent the frustration in his heart. His hatred for that family had reached its peak.

"Who isn't? Come on, let's go back. My Qin family is not easy to bully. I will go back and gather people to kill that family. I will not stop until I destroy that family to the ground." Old Qin hadn't suffered such a big loss for a long time. He was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay, let's go together and go back to discuss it first."