But those monsters were like the elixirs who could not be beaten. After they were dispersed, they condensed into shape in an instant and continued to attack them.

I'm sorry, this won't work, their physical strength will be exhausted soon.

Suddenly, a certain spirit suddenly thought of something.

"Lingxuan Guoguo, use spiritual power to attack their heads."

Ling'er flashed, jumped straight into the air, and kicked the monster at the end.

Sure enough, the next second, all the monsters disappeared.

Even the thundering wind that had just roared stopped in an instant.

"Lingxuan Pot, it's okay now."

A certain spirit grinned and fell to the ground. The moment she turned around, a familiar face suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The sword eyebrows entered the temples, the eyes were like torches, the ink-colored eyes were like the sky in the dark night, the deep color was so boundless, shining brightly in the air. The nose was like a gallbladder, the thin lips, and the doting smile on the corners of the mouth.

"day by day!"

Ling'er flashed, jumped straight into the air, and kicked the monster at the end.

Anyone and thing in this world will have shortcomings, and even these monsters are no exception.

Their attacks seem messy, but they always protect their heads intentionally or unintentionally. Therefore, even if the heads are not their fatal point, they are still a relatively fragile part.

However, the reason why Ling'er shouted was not just to remind Huo Lingxuan.

At the same time, she was reminding the group of monsters and telling them that she knew their weaknesses.

However, the moment they heard it, the arrangement changed and seemed to be concealing something.

It was this tiny action that made Ling'er touch their death gate.

It is the monster at the end. The reason why they changed the arrangement order was to protect their true bodies.

Ling'er flashed, jumped straight into the air, and kicked the monster at the end.

Sure enough, the next second, all the monsters disappeared.

Even the thundering wind that had just roared stopped in an instant.

Sure enough, guessed right!

"Lingxuan Pot, it's fine now."

A certain spirit grinned and fell to the ground. The moment she turned around, a familiar face suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The sword eyebrows entered the temples, the eyes were like torches, the ink-colored eyes were like the sky in the dark night, the deep color was so boundless, shining brightly in the air. The nose was like a gallbladder, the thin lips, and the doting smile on the corners of the mouth.

"day by day!"

"Ling'er, Gu misses you so much, come here..."

Di Shitian was wearing a red gold dragon robe and a dragon pattern with his teeth and claws, which showed his entire personality to be particularly calm and restrained. His delicate facial features and expressions did not show his scenery, but only the slightly curled corners of his mouth clearly contained a bit of joy.

The big hand with distinct joints stretched out towards her, calling her gently over, calling her over.

"Ling'er, come here and come to Gu's side..."

"day by day……"

Although it took only one day to leave this man, she had to admit that she missed him very much.

There is something called missing that grows without leaving any trace in her heart. It will defeat her fortified heart little by little.

With his little mouth curled, he showed the same joy, and walked towards Di Shitian step by step.

Seeing Ling'er's movements, Di Shitian's smile seemed to become more and more charming.

"Ling'er, come here, come here..."

Just less than half a meter away from Di Shitian, a certain spirit, who had originally smiled sweetly, suddenly stopped.

As soon as his expression subsided, a hint of understanding flashed through his heart.

The spiritual power quickly condensed into a fireball in the palm of his palm, and attacked Di Shitian unexpectedly.

Di Shitian's reaction was very sensitive, and his body tilted, successfully avoiding her attack.

Her face darkened, and her sexy thin lips flipped up and down, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Why do you want to kill the orphan?"

"Ha, you are not every day at all. Although you look exactly the same, you have ignored a detail."

Ling'er's small body fell down, standing in the desert that could not be seen at a glance. Her mouth was frivolous and she said with a firm tone: "Tiantian never called me Ling'er, and Tiantian never saw me transforming!"

"hehe……"

Di Shitian laughed to the sky, suddenly, his originally gentle eyes were replaced by a harsh look.

He raised his big hand and attacked Ling'er directly.

Wherever the palm wind passes, yellow sand is flying.

His palm was like a sharp sword, waving at Ling'er freely.

After a few moves, Ling'er gradually got at a disadvantage.

Damn it, it won't work if this continues.

Ling'er's slender eyebrows were tangled together, and the little gap in the middle could probably kill a mosquito.

This fake emperor Shitian was like her own mirror. No matter what kind of attack it was, he seemed to have predicted it in advance and could always make the most perfect cracking moves.

If this continues, even if she is not killed, she will be exhausted.

"Ling'er, this phantom is transformed by your inner demon. If you want to defeat him, you must defeat yourself!"

Suddenly, the sound of fire rock came from above.

Beat yourself?

Well, that's all.

Ling'er suddenly put away all the attacks and sat in meditation on her hands with her seals.

Be calm and get rid of all the distractions in your mind.

It was just very simple, thinking about her past martial arts moves.

Deliver the breath from the dantian and merge them together.

In vain, the purple eyes shone with dazzling brilliance.

Ling'er jumped up and used the new move she had just come up with, and once again, facing Di Shitian.

Sure enough, it worked.

He raised his neck and flipped his wrist, and directly pressed against Di Shitian's lifeline. With a little force, he would die immediately.

At this moment, the familiar face retreated from the viciousness that had just happened to the fight, and once again, his eyes became bright.

"Are you going to kill the orphan?" The affectionate and helpless voice murmured almost hoarsely with the pain that should not have appeared on this face.

I have to say that facing this face, Ling'er felt unbearable for a moment.

However, fake is fake and it cannot become real.

The moment the little hand was closed, the phantom shattered like a mirror in an instant, and then disappeared.

Ling'er stood there, her eyes swept around, looking for Huo Lingxuan's figure.
Chapter completed!