Chapter 672 (2/2)

After the blue leaves, lianling went out. She was wearing a light blue skirt, dark green diamond pattern Bijia, a white silk ribbon around her waist, a hairpin on her head, a white jade lotus crown, and no weapons. As soon as she saw withered wood Rong, she coldly clasped his fist and said, ”elder Ku, you are all right.”

”Even palace master,” kumurong replied without expression and directly questioned, ”what do you want to do to hijack the prince of our family? Are you planning to make enemies with our tree family?”

Lian Ling said with a light smile: ”I was entrusted by Muye to escort your son back to sleep on the evil mountain to ascend the throne. I don't know why I should offend you? Is it that the prince will not be the enemy of the nobility unless he is sent to elder Ku? Is elder Ku's calculation not cruel enough? If I hand over the prince to the elder Kui, will I not entrust him to an inhuman person? ”

Withered wood Rong is speechless. He firmly believes that whatever he does, whether it is to plunge Lian Ling into the sea of fire, or kill the false tree emperor to cause the demon world coalition to attack mian'e mountain, or collude with dream raccoon dogs to attack Mu Luo, his purpose is only one, that is, to reunify the tree clan. But this is not a matter that can be clearly identified with words, and he disdains to argue with anyone.Anyone in his way, he has only one solution, that is to kill!

His face turned cold, and his eyes were sharp. When his right hand was extended, the power of Qi and blood in his body surged. His brown Taoist robe was windless and his long hair was erect. His right hand became as if it were infinitely large, and one slapped the sky to block out the sun, and then he grabbed lianling.

The power, speed and range of his hand can be flexibly adjusted. When he is large enough, there is no escape for the enemy. At this time, his strength and speed will be less.

Lian Ling is not a friar who is good at flesh. Her cultivation of Roland is very wide spread, with more tenacity and less toughness. He just needs to start with the whole bag of Roland, then shrink his hand, strengthen his strength, and bind him tightly, and he will die.

The sky suddenly darkened, a huge black hand covered the sun, up to the sky, down to the ground, hard to grasp. It is not only to grasp Lian Ling's body, but five fingers deep into the earth. In the earth's rumbling and shaking, and the dust and smoke rising, it seizes the whole range of the land that xiuluolan may spread, and makes a hard fist!

But at this time, he suddenly felt a burning palm, as if someone was cutting his hand with a blazing blade. At the same time, a line of fiery red flame broke out of his palm, cutting out a neat circle on his palm. Then, the circle was poked open, revealing the palm of his hand.

The palm of his hand was empty, and there was only a sword that was shining with fire. Lian Ling is naturally invisible. However, the flame sword and the strong green wood magic power that was emitting exposed her existence.

”You have tamed the remnant soul of the rosefinch Kumurong could not help feeling a bit of jealousy. He was trapped by the remnant soul of the rosefinch and died in the depths of the southern sea of fire for more than a year. Of course, he wanted to tame it for his own use. However, he tried hard for countless times without success. Unexpectedly, he was taken advantage of by lianling.

At this time, the breath of Lian Ling, together with the Zhu blade sword suspended in the air, disappeared. Lian Ling didn't do anything else. He just restrained his breath, stopped the technique, and put the refined Zhu blade sword into the hidden space of the magic weapon.

”Make a mystery!”

With a roar of fury, kumurong flew up again and took a slap directly to the place where Zhu's sword disappeared. His palm was not large in scope, but fast and powerful enough to make the ground sink into a big pit about ten meters deep. But there is nothing in it.

At the same time, the sound of a line of breaking the sky came. The white tiger, carrying wood and Muluo, leaped in the air at a high speed and formed a line of white light, which was heading for the direction of the nameless rift valley.

”No way!” Even Ling provoked some fury of withered wood Rong roared again, horizontal palm fly out, to this line of white light direct shot in the past. Even though he had already known that it was difficult for him to stop the other party's plan, he was determined not to let the other party succeed so easily.

But just as soon as he stretched out his left hand, at his wrist, a wave of magic power suddenly spread out, and the red sword of Zhu suddenly appeared. A sharp blade composed of flame was suddenly cut off, and his left hand was cut off with his wrist.

Even if he is cut into pieces, he can be resurrected. Of course, this level of attack can not help his life. However, his wrist was cut off, and his left hand naturally took off his strength. In this gap, he was carrying wood and wood and flew into the nameless rift valley.

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