2238. Chapter 2238 The battle against Songhe, Miaofeng 3
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Jiuye lowered his head, biting his lips tightly, twisting his sleeves with his two fingers, his face turned pale.
She was thinking in her heart, if such a large-scale demonic summoning array requires the Lord to personally take action, wouldn't all the holy cultivators in the immortal assembly hall suffer?
It doesn't matter if the holy cultivators suffer, they will love her to death, but as for Brother Jingrong, if Brother Jingrong also dies, then she will cry to death!
No, she must take some time to send a message to Brother Jingrong.
Ling Luo returned to the square of the Immortals Association.
Following the competition instructions, he walked straight onto the arena No. 32.
Standing opposite her was none other than Elder Songhe, who was always causing trouble for her.
"Ling Luo, I've been waiting for this day for too long." Elder Songhe's expression was sinister, a sneer curled up at the corners of his lips, and the wrinkled dry skin on his face trembled faintly.
Ling Luo looked at Elder Song He expressionlessly and said: "Isn't the Immortal Association a competition between the seven sects of saints? Luo'er is lucky enough to be able to arrange a competition with the elders of the same sect. This is really a strange thing.
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"There is a saying in this world that money can make the world go round." Elder Songhe laughed evilly and said, "I used two Taoist tools to bribe an organizer. Why don't I compete with you in the same group?
If I have the chance, I will kill you legitimately and avenge my granddaughter and beloved disciple?!"
Ling Luo raised his eyebrows, looked at Elder Songhe with an almost joking look, and said: "Two Taoist weapons? Elder Songhe, you really spent a lot of money, doesn't it hurt?"
In Jade Gong Que, there are almost no one at the elder level, so there are only two Taoist tools, and at most three.
Elder Songhe was so determined to kill her that he even gave up his family fortune in order to kill her.
"Hmph! Let me kill you and let's see if you are still arrogant!" Elder Songhe showed a fierce look on his face and held out a Taoist weapon, the Universe Dimensional Mirror, in his hand.
Ling Luo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, and she was on guard as she launched the Sun Temple Flying Sword.
Elder Songhe is in the middle stage of Yin-Yang realm.
And she had just entered the early stage of Yin-Yang Realm three days ago, and there was still a certain gap between her and this old thing.
But she was not afraid at all.
Mansha's reincarnated divine body and the successive opportunities gave her the confidence to fight beyond the level.
"You want to take my life, but it's a pity that Luo'er has no intention of killing." Ling Luo's eyes were sharp, "Your apprentice Mr. Chen was defeated by me, I will take one of his legs; as for you, I will take one of yours today."
It’s good for the arm.”
"Asshole! Old Man Qisha!"
Elder Songhe was furious, and a powerful spiritual power rushed to the top of his head. Lei Yang's hair crown was washed away, and his long silver hair was flying everywhere like a lion.
"The Lion King Tiangang roars!"
Elder Songhe opened his mouth, facing Ling Luo's face, and let out a thrilling roar.
There was no sound, but my eardrums were almost bursting.
There is no tone, but the air is distorted.
This is the strength of the Yin-Yang realm elders.
Ling Luo's expression changed slightly. This was the biggest enemy she had encountered so far. One Elder Songhe was definitely worth fifty Senior Brother Jingrong.
"Wood Emperor's spiritual energy!"
An extremely rich dark cyan aura suddenly burst out around Ling Luo's body.
"The Wooden Emperor's true shield!"
The dark blue aura condensed into a huge semi-oval, and the aura turned into wood, firmly protecting her inside.