Cang Li's agile figure chased him up, and he spun out with a spear, forming a storm vortex with a diameter of dozens of feet, with a sharp aura that was unstoppable.

...

"Watch the fog in the Zen Sea!"

"Watching the fog in the Zen Sea..."

The only person in Li Ling found that Li Ling's eyes were closed in her arms, and she had no breath of a former strong man on her body, and she could not tell what was going on.

Slowly, Li Ling opened her eyes, her eyes clear, and she escaped from Li Yi's hand: "She is just a body of remnant souls. She just consumed a lot of money to shock my brother and urge the seal to break the rune fog domain, and was restoring her strength with all her strength. If you take action now, I may not be your opponent."

"Swish! Swish..."

Countless sharp sounds of breaking wind followed closely behind and came from different directions.

"She... forget it, let's talk about it first!" Li Weiwei said.

Now is not the time to solve the questions in your heart.

"Then we can only rely on ourselves next. The iron-clad army of Sanchen Palace all retreated in this direction. It seems that we can only continue to escape deep into the Qishan Mountains, hoping that my mother can arrive as soon as possible."

Li Ling took out a bronze ancient lamp, mobilized the spiritual flames in the spiritual world of the Meixin Temple Hall, and radiated them out. Suddenly, the ancient lamp emitted a ray of dark blue light, covering the strange beast of Zuowu.

"Catch up!"

Li Wei asked Li Ling to control the strange beast Zuowu, move to the tiger's butt, and use the magic energy to stabilize his feet.

In the pupils, several arrows shot by the old man from the Five Seas Realm cut through the night and chased after him. The arrow hit the blue light emitted by the ancient lamp, and it seemed like it was stagnant for a moment, and the speed became much slower.

"Swish!"

He swung several swords in succession, and the sword light was like a pen and dragon and snake, sweeping all the arrows away.

A long roar came from mid-air, and an old man with a heavy breath swept down. He had no feet, only a pair of golden claws that had scattered bright flames, and was as long as a foot, sharp and dazzling.

...

I was sweating, I was hit by the flu, and today I had a 38 or 9-degree state code, which was very sour and refreshing... I was very poor. Depend on the number of updates tomorrow, I will definitely write as much as I can.
Chapter completed!