Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

The intense feeling of weightlessness made his brain stop thinking, and then he soon fell heavily to the ground.

A shallow pit was smashed.

"Okay, it's time to say goodbye to everyone." Ning Xiyuan slowly shook the hand raised to the side of his face, bending and straightening his fingers casually.

The secrets of the Eldar are so selfish and boring.

No wonder Cang Qi tried every means to escape.

What role does Ning Chengshen play here...

Ning Xiyuan had basically no desire to gossip about these two people. When the two of them stood together, he was filled with strong "curiosity".

The smile on the girl's face was nothing short of provocation.

The other people around the table looked at each other, then rushed forward quickly with weapons in hand.

The murderous aura cannot be controlled.

What’s wrong with putting the hatred for Cang Qi on her daughter?

Ning Xiyuan even took a bite of the food during this time.

The God of Transformation...

The strongest person here is only at the level of a spirit.

The people of the Spirit Clan are not very talented in cultivation, so Cang Qi is only at the Out-of-Body Stage.

It's been a long time since I encountered such a weak opponent.

Word Spirit is the most powerful attack of the spirit race, but unfortunately, facing a teenage girl, they are contemptuous and even disdain to use the word spirit technique.

Several people came forward aggressively, but Ning Xiyuan just waved his hand casually.

The spiritual energy spread out in an arc in the air, as if cutting the surrounding air horizontally.

There was no bloody scene, but several people fell into the same pit.

Yin Ming: ???

It was like the filter was broken. He should have known long ago that these people were so vulnerable.

All along, the fear of the Eldar seemed to paralyze his eyes.

Yin Ming was filled with the passion to fight. These people...

The blood quickly cooled.

Because he found that he still couldn't break free from the ropes that bound him.

Yin Ming was like a dead shrimp and had completely given up struggling.

Ning Xiyuan was still standing under the lush green. She had already sensed that there were magic circles and altars below...

In the deep pit over there, many people in white were still struggling to climb up.

In the dark night, like a clumsy maggot.

I don’t know who has activated the Word Spirit Array, and white light lit up from under Ning Xiyuan’s feet.

"Come on!"

"Let's go!"

Yin Ming shouted with difficulty.

On the other side, Elder Cang Yan, who had finally climbed out, laughed up to the sky: "Hahaha, I can't leave! It's too late!"

As early as the moment Ning Xiyuan stepped forward, the magic circle had already been quietly activated.

Unexpectedly, Ning Xiyuan did not move, she even picked up the chopsticks again.

There is no problem with the meals.

The system has been tested.

Elder Cang Yan stopped smiling.

He felt as powerless as if he was punching cotton.

So cool.

What he liked to see was begging for mercy, despair and crying.

Elder Cang Yan and others made seals with their hands, and the magic circle began to rotate, and different sounds were heard.

It's a curse.

Various curses come from different people, from every curse of the Eldar.

Collected together, they form the Word Spirit Array.

They want to use these curses to trap the Saint's bloodline and promote the future of their elves.

The system is a little anxious.

The existence of the Eldar obviously exceeds its cognition. Can these curses really be eliminated?

[Host, we should find the center of the formation quickly...]

[Host! Don't eat it! ]

The system rocked, spun, and screamed.

It has sensed the malice of these curses, so how can the host remain indifferent?

The Word Spirit is a gift from Heaven to the spirit race.

Ning Xiyuan ignored the system's panic. The most powerful spiritual power had already been attached to her soul.

不 ...

Maybe it can’t be called a spiritual word, it should be a blessing.

So these curses are completely useless to her.

She did not fall to the ground and die immediately, nor did she explode on the spot, nor did she age rapidly.

Ning Xiyuan just ate until he was full and then stood up.

The black Sword of the Gods looked particularly evil in the white light.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, the God-Slaying Sword accurately penetrated the center of the formation.

"boom!"

The white light and the curses were shattered.

Behind the girl, large patches of green quickly disappeared until they were dim.

This is the passing and disappearance of life, which seems so natural behind Ning Xiyuan.

Yin Ming swallowed hard.

He was shaking with some uncontrollable shock.

The girl surrounded by the halo was sacred and inviolable, her black eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without mercy and compassion but more divine.

Far more similar than those people in the Ten Directions Blessed Land.

It was not until screams were heard that Yin Ming shifted his gaze. He took a deep breath and watched the people who had just formed seals together quickly age.

The hair turns grey and then falls out quickly.

The skin is loose, like a rag filled with water.

Ning Xiyuan walked up to Yin Ming holding the Sword of God-Slaying, sighed softly and shook his head.

The eldest prince of the demon clan doesn't seem as smart as he looks.

The Sword of God Slaying swept past, and the ropes that bound him broke with a sound.

Yin Ming's legs went limp and he knelt straight down towards Ning Xiyuan.

Yin Ming: “…”

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

They looked at each other in silence, and Yin Ming felt like his face was burning.

Ning Xiyuan coughed twice: "Let's go."

Ning Xiyuan stopped when passing by those elderly people.

Elder Cang Yan had become shriveled and his bulging eyes stared at Ning Xiyuan.

He was filled with fear as if he had seen a monster.

Ning Xiyuan looked down at the people who were unable to get up from the ground and said, "If you don't want to die, just don't use the Word Spirit Technique."

You should never let others bear the consequences.

The worst thing to do is to set your sights on her.

Ning Xiyuan walked towards the place where they lived when they came here. Yan Qian'an was still waiting for her in the house.

Yin Ming staggered after him.

Although the accident just now made him feel extremely ashamed, huge waves were still surging in his heart.

So strong.

The sixteen-year-old girl in front of me is too strong.

Perhaps even stronger than that supreme realm.

This makes sense.

The strong can only be tamed by those who are stronger.

A weak person cannot hold the thin rope around the neck.

When passing by the huge screen, Ning Xiyuan took down Pei Qing who was hanging on it.

A shriveled body, transparent skin, and a strange posture when landing.

Like a dried corpse.

Yin Ming's mind cleared up instantly. While he was on guard, Ning Xiyuan had already spoken: "Let's go back to Soul-Suppressing City. I have something to ask you."

The girl didn't seem to need an answer, because even when she was speaking, her steps never stopped for a moment.

But Yin Ming, who was following behind, saw the "mummy" and nodded.

Yin Ming: ???

Could this be someone from Soul-Calming City?

That Soul-Realizing City is really full of talented people.

Neither of them knew that in the forbidden area of ​​the demon clan, a group of people were running around in a panic.

"Where's Ning Xiyuan!?"

"Why is it missing?"

The one who said this was Di Cang.

There was impatience and murderous intent on his face, and behind him followed many people wearing pure white masks.

The reason they came here this time was to kill the biggest variable in the plan.