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223 ? "You ?" To Ling Du's astonishment, he discovered that the blood color on Zi Shuang's face was retreating rapidly. Meanwhile, his wounds were healing. What he couldn't stand was someone helping him out, especially a woman.

"It's fine, we have to think of a way to escape." Purple Frost smiled sadly, just like a plum blossom in February, bringing with it a waning beauty.

"Let's break this iron monster first." Ling Jun didn't say much, cutting off the connection between him and Zi Shuang.

"Ling Jun, what should we do?" A tender voice said.

Haha, little spear spirit. The Spirit had sent the purple frost into the jade ring, and the Godslayer Spear had turned the prison into a sea of magma. "Spiritual energy automatically released the Flames of Nirvana and the Holy Power." "Little soul spear, swallow it."

Bang! Bang! Bang! The iron monster stirred up a huge wave.

Bang, hualala.

All spirits summon the Eight Hells. Infinite flames combined with the slow lava to trap the steel monster.

Roar, the giant monster growled, releasing its anger. Ling Jun and Little Spear Soul also displayed their full strength. The brawl lasted for a long time.

"Sizzle sizzle." The struggling giant monster finally quieted down. As the chopping continued, the iron-chains that couldn't be melted.

Phew. The God Slaughtering Spear hovered high above the magma sea as a suction force erupted from it to retrieve the magma.

The lava flowed like a hurricane into the God Slaughtering Spear. When the God Slaughtering Spear was completed, Ling Jun put it into his jade ring.

If there was a safe place, it would be the jade ring.

Phew, peace was restored to the prison. The damaged ground was healing up. The floating spiritual energy had a huge head. From the looks of it, the iron chain wasn't dead?

Clank, clank, clank. As expected, it didn't die. But it has changed.

The chain that appeared once again resembled the God Slaughtering Spear. You can imitate this?

Not only could it imitate, it could even swallow magma.

Pfft, pfft, pfft. The chain ignored the Beijing opera's astonishment and seemed to be warming up. After swallowing a few times, he turned the spearhead and pointed it straight at Ling Jun.

Phew... The floating light appeared again. It was like a bright light illuminating a prison.

Peng peng peng peng. It was then that Ling Jun finally saw the sticky liquid surrounding the prison.

Damn, is this something's stomach? The spirit couldn't accept this. This is the stomach... What was outside? What was the entire source of the four realms?

"Ling Jun!" shouted the gun.

Uh, you want to talk to me?

"Why did I miss you ?" "Impossible." The iron chain spear was full of confusion.

You missed me? Ling Jun said, "You've missed too many people." He didn't want to be in the same stomach.

"It's not too late to catch you now." The iron chain spear shot out a few dozen needles, and in the blink of an eye, it had completely surrounded his spirit.

"Myriad Spirit Burial." Roar, roar. Spirit Body activated the King Level Supreme Ghost Skill.

Chi. The strong blood pressure caused the old man's spirit to turn into a skinny old man. However, his eyes were flickering with will-o '-the-wisp.

"Any attack is useless against me." The iron spear calmly moved between the spirits. Really undisturbed.

Whoosh, bang, a spear flashed to Ling Jun's side, and the body of the spear swept across, sending Ling Jun flying.

Before his body landed on the ground, another pole had arrived.

Peng peng peng peng. Within the encirclement formed by dozens of spears was Ling Jun's body and the blood he had vomited.

"Ai, why did you come so early?" Boom! The spears combined and sent the spirits flying. The sighs told him he had had enough.

"Before spiritual energy landed on the ground to react, the surrounding space had already changed." Heaven and Earth are the furnaces, Creation is the cauldrons, Saint is the fire, the essence of Time is refined, and the supreme body is formed. "

Rumbling sounds echoed out as Ling Jun focused his attention. Dozens of elderly men were sitting in front of Ling Jun. Their bodies were burning.

"Is this the real bodies of the old freaks?" Split and imprisoned only to arouse their fighting spirit? To draw the power of life away?

Boom, boom, boom! A thunderstorm suddenly exploded in the sky. Dozens of elders took action as soon as they heard the sound of the wind. Terrifying amounts of power exploded from them as they struck out towards the thunderstorm in an astonishing, tacit understanding.

Alright, I get it. A planned escape! If only he had known earlier, he wouldn't have risked his life. He had become someone's weapon for nothing.

Evil old monsters, they had been waiting for a new person to come in.

The loud sound was so loud that even his mind was in turmoil.

The outbreak of a holy man's deliberate escape from prison was terrifying. But what was even more terrifying was the person who had suppressed them.

This entire world was his. "Haha, it's been a long time since the furnace has been so lively. You can all continue burning as much as you want."

Boom! The sky was torn apart.

The saints disappeared at the same time.

The laughter abruptly stopped.

Once again, Spirit had returned to the huge prison.

The only difference was that this time he had dozens of helpers. More importantly, the Little Patriarch was standing beside him with his eyes closed.

Since it was a jailbreak and they had an astonishing tacit understanding, the Holy Energy erupted from both the spirit and the others.

The little ancestor's Sky Splitting Fist created a huge afterimage, wrapping everyone up and rushing out.

Boom ?

Phew, the outside world is wonderful.

"Haha ?" This kind of laughter. It conveyed the same feeling. They finally rushed out.

Unable to wait for the person to appear at the first possible moment, the Venerable Heavens was even more eager to show his prowess. "I was the one who discovered him."

"Ai, I did not expect all of you to come. "Chi Meng, I missed you so much." He could only hear the sound, but not the person.

The Little Patriarch suddenly opened his eyes. It shot out a bright light. That was his answer.

Ling Jun shouted, "Get the hell out of the Little Patriarch's body."

Pop. Zi Shuang also took out her jade ring. At this moment, there were no signs of injury. Furthermore, his cultivation base was frighteningly strong. He waved his hand, and a figure appeared from the void.

Without any explanation, the crowd used their most powerful technique.

Multicolored light bloomed with the tenacity of life.

Ling Jun, on the other hand, stood up straight. Little Ancestor and Zi Shuang became the containers for others. What had he done?

"I'm fine, this kid is so strong." The little ancestor sent a voice message to comfort Ling Jun.

The little ancestor's consolation did not work, and all sorts of failures caused his spirit to be unable to show its face. It also filled him with hatred towards the people around him.

"Quickly, come and fight! He is the incarnation of the Heavenly Law, your mortal enemy!" The Little Patriarch seemed to have found boundless joy.

My mortal enemy? Heaven's Path incarnation? The Spirit Master rushed up to him. One word, fight.

Dozens of Saints kept attacking. Add to that the people of the ancient city of Elephants who are arriving here are sparing no effort.

Boom! In the end, the figure was still blown away.

Bang, bang, bang, bang. The sky had caved in and the ground had caved in.

"Kill, take back your strength." Boom! Everyone became even crazier. Violet Frost and Little Ancestor couldn't wait for the others as they sealed the supercritical spell.

The Seal of Eternity.

Its size and toughness were countless times greater than the seal he had endured.

Amidst the slaughter, Zi Shuang returned to Ling Jun's side, while the little ancestor shouted, "Little brat, don't run." Without stopping, he slipped into the jade ring.

"Why haven't you returned to the jade ring yet?" Lingyu was referring to the person controlling the Purple Frost. He was always ready to fight.

Zi Shuang smiled sweetly. "Do you know who I am?" Her voice was the same as Zi Shuang's, but it was more flirtatious than hers. It carried an irresistible force.

Ling Jun felt his head go numb. "What? You want to stay and not leave?"

Zi Shuang raised her hand gently and held Ling Jun's cheek, the smile on her face blooming like a flower. You are responsible to me. "

Crazy! Why are you moving so close to me? Seeing that Zi Shuang was about to kiss him, Ling Jun realized that he couldn't move. A big part of it was that he didn't want to move. With Zi Shuang in front of him, he just wanted to hug her.