"Sister Jue, is it true that Ling Luo killed Ling Ying?"
"Of course it's true. How can this be false?"
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Hearing this, Jianlong turned his head, looked at Ling Luo with his red-black eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Your enemy."
Ling Luo's face was slightly cold, and his eyes were unkind.
"Xiaoluo, why don't we go out and do something to those two women?" Jianlong stretched out a hand, put it on his neck, and gave them a hard slap.
Ling Luo answered Jianlong with his own actions.
Anything related to that bitch Ling Ying is her restricted area.
She jumped up, got out of the Nine Hell Dragon Cauldron, took out the Sun Temple Flying Sword, and stabbed it in the direction of Jue quickly.
Ling Luo had seen this woman with a frosty face before.
During the Tianjiao Ranking Competition, she sat next to Ling Ying's master, Taoist Miaofeng, who seemed to be Ling Ying's senior sister.
Master Yun Ying of Yu Gong Que originally wanted her to have a duel with this woman named Jue, but unfortunately Taoist Miaofeng had something to do and took her back with him.
"Ling Luo?"
Jue quickly took two steps back, and a magic weapon bell shrouded in front of him, blocking the attack.
"It's really effortless to get through the iron shoes and find nowhere, haha."
Jue sneered, his slender evil eyes filled with deep-seated hatred, "Master, I want to drink your blood and eat your flesh. Today, let me avenge little junior sister Ling Ying!"
"Just you?"
Ling Luo's lips curled up into a sneer, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of mockery, "You are not qualified for a bastard like you. If you want revenge, let Taoist Miaofeng come to me himself!"
As she said that, she used the Wood Emperor's spiritual energy in her hand, and the thousand and one Ninghua City and the Wood Emperor's Divine Needles struck from top to bottom toward the top of Jue's head.
"Brush brush brush"
The Wood Emperor's Divine Needle can penetrate blood and bones and pierce the depths of the soul.
That Jue from Qiongdao Pavilion only had the power of the early stage of divine transformation. A month ago, he might have had the strength to fight Ling Luo, but now, he is no longer on the same level as Ling Luo, who has practiced Qingdi Wood Spirit Art.
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More than half of the thousand and one wooden emperor needles were nailed to Jue's body.
Before she could even scream, a towering tree grew out of the center of her body, bursting her stomach and chest into pieces.
"Senior Sister Jue!"
The inner disciple from the Qiongdao Pavilion next to him let out a heart-rending scream, his eyes were red, and he yelled at Ling Luo, "I'll kill you!"
The next moment, accompanied by a shocking dragon roar, a giant dragon passed through the chest of an inner disciple. It was the Jianlong.
"A guy like you wants to kill Xiaoluo? Don't be ridiculous."
The mean voice was full of sarcasm.
After obtaining the Nine Hell Dragon Cauldron, Jianlong's combat power exploded, and he instantly transformed into an inner disciple at the early stage of the divine stage.
Ling Luo had no expression on his face, looked at Jian Long, and said, "Let's go, it's time for Senior Brother and Yu to worry about us."
She will never show mercy to her enemies.
This is a world of jungle, if you don't kill others, others will kill you.
"Okay, open the way."
The cheap dragon transformed into a dragon shape, and the black scales on its body became more and more dazzling. It carried Ling Luo back towards the way he came.
After just a few steps, they saw Huang Quan carrying Xuanyuan Yu in their direction from a distance.