Ling Xuewei immediately stepped forward and glanced nervously up and down. When she found that her father was not injured, she finally let go of her worries.
"It's okay, it's okay... You girl, why did you come here alone?" Si Yunliang's tone was reproachful but could not conceal his worry.
Ling Xuewei felt warm in her heart, "Don't worry, I know what's appropriate."
It was obviously not appropriate to talk about this scene, so Ling Xuewei turned around and faced the ghost tribe.
The warmth on her face faded away, leaving only a cold look.
She was obviously just a young girl, but she exuded the aura and majesty of someone who had been in a high position for a long time, which even frightened the elders in black robes.
She stepped forward step by step.
No illness, no slowness.
Take your time.
But it seems that every step is stepping on the heart of the ghost clan, and a depressing momentum emerges!
The black robe's face changed slightly, because he realized that he was also captured by her aura, and he couldn't help but want to retreat!
Suddenly furious!
He scolded the ghosts around him and stepped back, then charged forward like a tiger!
"Yue'er, be careful!"
Si Yunliang couldn't help but exclaimed, but saw that his daughter was not impatient. When the opponent was only an inch away from attacking, the figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air!
Then he appeared behind him in the blink of an eye, and a cold voice came clearly.
"The Great Desolate Prisoner's Heavenly Finger, come out!"
The golden light pillar fell instantly!
It shines so brightly that half of the void is filled with golden light!
The momentum is like a rainbow!
Shocking!
Everyone can sense the thick spiritual energy and turbulent power like sea water from the golden pillar!
"boom!"
There was a loud noise that made people's eardrums roar!
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and flying sand and rocks!
In the golden pillar, a shrill scream resounded throughout the world!
It makes people shudder when they hear it!
Seeing the black-robed elder, his body dissipated like grains of sand!
Without even a chance to beg for mercy, he turned into a speck of dust in the world!
After a while, the golden light dispersed.
Is there any trace of him anywhere?
Not even a piece of clothing was left.
quiet.
Eerie silence.
Everyone was shocked by this thunderous strike!
With one blow, he directly killed the elder who commanded tens of thousands of nobles in the Diming Palace!
Strong!
horrible!
fear!
A gasp of air finally broke the eerie silence!
All the ghost armies are in commotion!
It seems uneasy and angry.
They all looked at the girl standing in the sky.
Dressed in black, with black hair and black eyes.
As cold as frost, yet unparalleled in elegance.
This scene is deeply engraved in the hearts of all Si family disciples and will never be forgotten.
To outsiders, it seemed like a light blow, but to Ling Xuewei, it was a big move that directly drained away all the spiritual energy.
If this move cannot be used to shock the ghost clan and make them fearful, it will obviously be detrimental to the future situation.
After all, the Si family's foreign aid has not yet arrived, and the Night Mandrills led by Yue Feng are still on the way, and it can only be delayed for a while.
Ling Xuewei didn't show it on the surface, but in fact, Bai Ze in the space was quickly sending spiritual energy to her.
Within a few breaths, the originally dry Dantian became full.
Of course, outsiders can't see the twists and turns at all.
In one encounter, the leader of the ghost clan was destroyed.
The ghost clan began to stir uneasily.
At this time, suddenly a silver bell rang.
Like crying, like complaining.
Weird and evil.
The faces of everyone in the Si family changed slightly, and Si Yuchao immediately shouted, "Yue'er!!"
Hearing the anxiety and worry in her father's voice, Ling Xuewei immediately understood that the ringtone was strange, and a storm enveloped her body.
But the ringtone can penetrate the wind ball and go straight into the mind.