He couldn't even withstand his sound waves, and his cultivation level was much weaker than that of the dragon just now.
The imperial blue pupils narrowed in displeasure.
His consciousness cannot stay outside for too long, it must have a body to support it, and there is no good body for him to stay in right now.
A look of violence flashed across Senhan's pupils. The monster was very irritable and extremely unhappy!
After the roaring stopped, Ling Luo subconsciously removed her hands from her ears. She turned over and put one hand on the ground, trying to stand up.
The thick clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the starlight spread down, illuminating her beautiful and elegant little face.
When the monster emperor's blue pupils came into contact with Ling Luo's face, he shrank in shock.
Is it her?
Is it her?!
The monster became excited, with demonic tentacles floating on the surface of the black ball of light, dancing wildly with its teeth and claws.
"Man...Mansha?"
The monster's voice was a bit hoarse, full of inexplicable excitement, and inexplicable sour emotions.
Ling Luo rubbed her swollen and painful temples, raised her head slightly, looked at the dark ball of light in mid-air, and unexpectedly met those imperial blue eyes.
What did he call her?
Mansha?
Does this monster know Mansha?
Oh, no, all the demons should know Mansha. It is inevitable to be surprised when seeing her face that is exactly the same as Mansha.
"I'm not, you admitted it wrong." Ling Luo's face was pale and her voice was slightly weak.
The dark ball of light took a few steps closer to Ling Luo, and its imperial blue pupils stared at her, unusually hot.
"No! You are! You must be! Don't you recognize me? I am Jue He!"
"Jue He?" Ling Luo frowned slightly, with a look of confusion on his face, "What Jue He?"
She had never heard of the name.
The dark ball of light was stunned for a moment, a very sad look flashed across its imperial blue pupils, and it stared at her steadily, motionless.
She... doesn't remember him?
He once sacrificed his heart for her...
"My name is Ling Luo, not Mansha."
She didn't know why, but after meeting that pair of eyes full of sadness, her fear of him immediately dissipated a lot.
"The Mansha you are talking about has died a long time ago. It has been at least three thousand years since Mansha died." Ling Luo looked calm.
Jue He seemed to have been hit hard, and was completely stunned, muttering: "Dead? Can't be resurrected? I have obviously..."
Suddenly, Ling Luo felt a very painful feeling pass through her heart, trembling faintly.
She couldn't help but stretched out a hand and covered her chest.
What's going on?
That uncomfortable feeling of arrhythmia came again.
"Really, you are not Mansha, then -" Jue He seemed to have made a great determination, a sinister look flashed in his imperial blue eyes.
The next moment, the black ball of light rushed towards Ling Luo's eyebrows.
The monster's movements were too fast, exceeding the speed of light. Ling Luo couldn't even react and fell softly.
She was invaded.
She lay softly on the edge of the deep pool, her consciousness gradually blurred, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
what to do?
I feel so sleepy...
The monster's consciousness forcibly entered his spiritual realm, and he wanted to take away his body.