Divine change, divine change, what is divine change?
This is a divine transformation!
Ling Luo's beautiful eyes opened wide, shooting out a superb divine light!
In the vast spiritual realm, the vast universe, and the starry sky, there are billions of galloping spiritual dragons roaring and roaring, and she is the absolute ruler of that universe!
"The spirit energy leaves the body!"
Ling Luo moved her thin lips slightly and let out a soft chuckle.
Her voice was not loud, and could even be considered very quiet, but the entire Tianxingtai Arena, including hundreds of thousands of inner disciples, outer disciples, and elders, all heard her.
This is the true meaning of the divine transformation period.
Bring all the spiritual power rushing in the spiritual realm out of the body. How powerful the spiritual realm is, the spiritual power will be as powerful.
"Crack, crackle, crackle"
The surface of the ice covering Ling Luo began to crack, and the dense cracks were like cracked porcelain, which was shocking.
Holy light spiritual power burst out from the cracks in the ice.
One way, ten ways, hundreds of thousands ways, ten thousand ways, one hundred thousand ways, tens of millions of ways!
It is enough to blind people's eyes, and its power is boundless.
Ling Luo looked resolute and shouted loudly: "Broken!"
The weak spiritual power of the holy light surged instantly, turning into a galloping dragon, a coiling phoenix, a roaring crane, a howling unicorn, and a howling Pixiu.
The tiger comes out of the gate and the dragon swims!
The ice layer that sealed him was broken instantly, turning into crystal ice slag, shattering and dispersing.
Under the crazy impact of Ling Luo's out-of-body spiritual energy, Song Yiran's Hanso Sword became unstable and deviated from the path of slashing.
"How is it possible? My Snow Man Qiankun has been broken?!"
Song Yiran's face was filled with disbelief, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and a faint look of panic flashed across her face.
"No, no, impossible!"
Seeing the snowflakes all over the sky dissipating and the Holy Light spiritual power melting the ice and snow, Song Yiran let out an unwilling roar.
"Impossible? Let me tell you today, nothing is impossible in this world!"
In the vortex of spiritual power in the shape of thousands of beasts, a plain hand suddenly seeped out and held the cold soul sword in the air.
Borrowing a sword with bare hands.
Hold the edge of the sword.
"My cold flying sword!"
Song Yiran let out another heartbreaking scream.
"From today on, this Cold Soul Sword changes hands!"
Ling Luo walked out of the crazy whirlpool of spiritual power, like the Supreme God of War, with blazing beautiful eyes and infinite charm.
And the Hanso Flying Sword that Song Yiran was so proud of was caught with her bare hands so easily.
In front of Song Yiran and the 300,000 watching disciples, Ling Luo injected spiritual power into the Hanso Feijian to erase Song Yiran's spiritual imprint.
"puff--"
The moment the spiritual imprint of Hanpo Feijian was erased, Song Yiran spurted out a mouthful of blood.
After the flying sword is sacrificed, it becomes one with its master.
If the flying sword is injured, the owner will also be severely injured.
But Ling Luo was even more ruthless, directly erasing the mental imprint of Han Po Fei Jian, as if he had directly knocked out Song Yiran's soul.
"Song Yiran, today I snatched your flying sword with my bare hands and broke your magical power. I didn't use any moves or any weapons. I just want to let you know that there are people outside the world!"
Ling Luo spoke with certainty and his eyes were sharp.
She is thin and frail, but she is full of youthful beauty.
If you don’t make a sound, it will be a blockbuster!
"The period of divine transformation!"
"She has actually reached the stage of divine transformation!"
"On the list of geniuses, only Senior Brother Jingrong has reached the stage of divine transformation, and she has also arrived!"