Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Ye Wan was a little excited, and hurriedly swallowed it, a warm and majestic spiritual power poured into her dantian in an instant.

She took a deep breath, and circulated the spiritual power like a river from the dantian in her abdomen, to the sea of ​​qi in her chest, and then to the ancestral orifice in her brain.

The spiritual liquid refined by Hai Qingzi in the past 500 years is really extraordinary. From outsiders' point of view, Ye Wan's body surface has a thick layer of azure spiritual energy, which is rapidly recovering.

Han So Eun's eyes are red with jealousy.

Her gaze was like a knife, shifting from Ye Wan's body to Ling Luo's face, and said coldly, "Do you have 500-year-old Haiqingzi?"

Ling Luo raised her eyebrows, a playful look flashed across her eyes, she took out another bottle of 500-year-old Haiqingzi spirit liquid from the black jade space ring, pulled off the lid, poured it down with her head raised, and then said Hiccup.

"Yes, I have. What, are you jealous? Do you want it? Seeing this young master drink such a precious spiritual liquid as tea, are you even more angry?"

Facing Ling Luo's deliberate provocation and aggression, Su's lungs full of kindness were about to explode, and his mind was in a mess.

"You bastard!"

Han Su'en stretched out a finger, pointed at Ling Luo's nose slightly tremblingly, and said angrily, "There has never been a person who has been so rude to me, and can live intact!"

Ling Luo shrugged, looked at the other party with a half-smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I might disappoint you."

Taking advantage of the confusion of the opponent's mind, Ling Luo strikes first.

She took out two cyan thunderbolts and quickly threw them in the direction of Han Suen.

The Thunder Explosion Bead was looted from Ling Xiande's body, and it was one of the dozens of elementary and high-level magic weapons he bestowed on himself.

The thunderbolt explodes when it touches the ground.

Accompanied by thunder and lightning, one left and one right exploded beside Han Soen.

Han Su'en's mood was disturbed, and Ling Luo caught him by surprise, and was affected by the explosion before he had time to sacrifice the defensive magic weapon.

"what--"

Han Suen screamed, "Why is it so stinky!"

The attack performance of the Thunderstorm Orb itself is not high, but it contains a lot of body fluids of poisonous insects. After the explosion, it splashes out. It smells so bad that it can't be washed off.

And at this moment, Han Su'en, wearing a bright long dress, was already covered with that foul-smelling and disgusting bodily fluid.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Han Su'en has always loved beauty, so she couldn't bear this disgusting smell at all, so she performed a cleansing technique with both hands.

Unfortunately, to no avail.

Ling Luo looked at Han Suen jumping around like a clown with amused expression, stretched out a hand, covered his nose, and said, "Miss Han, you should save your energy, it's useless."

"I am going to kill you!!!"

Han Su'en was almost insane, her mind was so chaotic that it couldn't be any more chaotic.

Immediately afterwards, she sacrificed a blue flying sword of the first level, and within the stalactite hall, raised a two-foot sword light, and slashed in the direction of Ling Luo.

Ling Luo's eyes froze, and he turned his right hand, and a broken sword full of rust and cracks appeared in the palm of his hand.

It was Xuanyuan Yu's magic sword, Fangtian, that fought Juehe in the elf world.

She found that she didn't have a flying sword magic weapon that could be used on the table, so she could only use Yu's Huangtian to block it.

"Crack" a crisp sound.

Han Su'en's blue flying sword split in two at the moment it hit the broken sword in Ling Luo's hand.