3653 Chapter 143 Back Temple (1/2)

“Dead to the head, still dare to stiff!” The cadaver Taoist soul drank cold, when he saw him with his hands, a section of the bones emitting a dark white light flying out, pouring anger at Han Lingya.

Han Lingjia hurriedly looked at Shu Jian and blocked her in front. Unexpectedly, the moment she was hit by a flybone, her body immediately left the sky. The whole person could not help but pushed her straight back, heavily hit the rear stone wall, and shocked her with a sip of blood. She only felt Venus catching a cold in front of her, and her back hurt in her heart. She was already injured.

Liu Mengli saw the scent and waved her hand, floating with the spiritual light and exotic fragrance, and flooded into the body of Hanling. She immediately recovered her wound.

“You're a pretty good soul.”Han Lingya turned around and climbed up, looking at the faint light in her hand, looking at the powerful spirit above her head. Suddenly she remembered that this gaze sword had the ability to fly back to her master on its own. An unpleasant gaze appeared neutrally in her eyes. Waving her hand was throwing the gaze out.

Perhaps it is because of the relationship of Shu Jian's own characteristics, the speed of flying out is particularly fast. I saw a stream of light through the air. The body of the sword has already pierced the chest of the cadaver Taoist spirit, and nailed him to the wall. He immediately launched a painful and harsh shout: ”Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Red blood glow from the cadaver Taoist spirit around, waved a move, dozens of black and red horses were summoned out, screaming towards Han Lingya rushed past.

Han Lingjia rushed under her feet gently. She shuddered like a willow. She was quick and agile. Once again, the sword with the spike of the cadaver Taoist soul trembled slightly and flew back into her hands.

Han Lingya instantly rushed into the paper horses, one sword at a time, and her figure was extremely handsome.

“Damn, damn!!”

Looking at the black and red horses he confessed, they were easily destroyed. The cadaver Taoist soul covered his chest and his face was dreary. His eyes were freed from the hall, giving birth to the intention to leave.

Han Lingya's gaze sword gave him too much of a sense of crisis, not only to hurt him, but also to suck the ghost force. When he was stabbed just now, he felt that most of his ghost force had been sucked out, and his soul had been severely traumatized. It was impossible to escape without escaping. Otherwise, if the person beside him had never tried to escape, he would not have been able to escape.

“Sooner or later, I'll come back for the bill. Remember!”

The cadaver Taoist soul releases harsh words, his body slowly begins to fade, his eyes are about to disappear.

“Want to go?” Sun Wukong saw the scene, but he couldn't watch the play. If he didn't do it at this time, this fierce soul would definitely escape.

Step by step, the figure already appeared in front of the harsh soul, one hand pinched his throat, his diminished body instantly solidified into substance, painful struggle.

The eyes could not escape, the cadaver Taoist spirit instantly opened his mouth, a bite of black air erupted, causing Sun Wukong's head to turn slightly frowned, his palm forcefully pinched, a pounding sound, his throat broke, he could not even scream in time to leave, the body of the Li spirit diminished, turned into a black smoke dissipated, it can be called the spiritual flying away.

“This is dead?” Han Lingya walked by with an uneven face, beating herself to death and working. As a result, Sun Wukong pinched her to death. It felt a little sad.

One of Sun Wukong's newspapers smiled: ”If I don't do it, he will run away. But you both are doing well, and the ghost is not afraid to face the ghost. He looks like a fairy cultivator.”

“Hee-hee ~ ~” Han Lingya was a little embarrassed to be praised right away.

Liu Mengli also smiled.