When his last support was removed, he roared almost madly like a beast trapped in a cage.
He worked hard, endured his nausea, flattered, and even used his body to win Jing Nai's trust, but it was shattered by her just a few words!
How could he be willing to do this?
How willing!!!
Ling Luo looked at this scene, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and said: "This is the first time for me to be called by you with such a heartbreaking voice."
That was a thousand years ago.
When she still belonged to him, she had never enjoyed such treatment.
Chu Ye's eyes were red and furious, his chest was heaving violently with anger, and a very strong evil energy was emitting from his whole body, and even his hair stood on end.
Ling Luo stood there, motionless, and tightened his grip on the magical flying sword in his hand.
Chu Ye was already prepared to die.
However, even if he died, he would still drag the woman in front of him into trouble.
Chu Ye made a secret with both hands, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out a ball of blood.
The essence and blood on the tip of his tongue, with a strong murderous aura, soon dyed the runes he refined red.
He patted the storage bag and held the soul-catching flag in his hand.
On top of the soul-stirring flag, there are thousands of terrifying innocent souls gathered together. The expressions on their faces are very terrifying, and they are roaring ferociously.
And when these wronged souls were contaminated with the essence and blood on the tip of Chu Ye's tongue, their spiritual pressure suddenly increased tens of millions of times.
"Kill! Kill that woman!"
Chu Ye was almost crazy. He bit the tip of his tongue again without hesitation, spit out another mouthful of blood mist, and sprayed it on the soul-capturing flag.
"You can drink my essence and blood as you please, and you can use my body as you wish, as long as you can help me kill that woman!"
For a moment, the souls on the soul-capturing flag suddenly increased in size by more than ten times, and then rushed towards Ling Luo.
Heart-rending roar.
A cry full of resentment.
Just like an unjust ghost demanding life, a vicious ghost strangling his throat.
Ling Luo's expression did not change, her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, she slowly raised the flying sword that was sacrificed by the Sun Temple, and danced in the air.
The Sun Temple, which was only less than one foot long, instantly turned into a circle and smashed towards the blood-refined souls.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Hit it three times in a row.
The entire monster forest was shaking violently as if there had been an earthquake of magnitude seven or eight.
And those thousands of blood-refined souls were all smashed into pieces by the Sun Temple, and the fragments of their souls were also burned to ashes by the true fire of the Sun.
Chu Ye's face turned pale and he looked at the overwhelming situation in front of him in disbelief. The corners of his chapped lips trembled: "It's impossible..."
It's impossible for her to become so strong all of a sudden?
In front of her, he was as fragile as an ant, with no ability to resist at all!
He originally learned this soul-capturing banner from the Soul Sect's secret book, and the soul-capturing banner in his hand is still the best in the entire Soul Sect. Jing Nai helped him collect more than 10,000 souls on it.
of.
But now, he was destroyed by Ling Luo in an instant.
Ling Luo stretched out her hand, and the Sun Temple turned into a tower-shaped flying sword again and fell into her hand.
Her body is as fast as lightning.
Her speed was so fast that she couldn't even see her shadow and appeared in front of Chu Ye in an instant.