Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Ling Luo was almost speechless, this Mr. Chen wanted to kill someone, but he was still talking about it.

However, the flying sword in the shape of a silver snake looks pretty good, a high-level magic weapon.

It is much stronger than Yu Yu's mid-level magic weapon, Longyuan Sword.

However, the other party's cultivation is already the Dzogchen in the late Nascent Soul, so it should not be underestimated.

Ever since Ling Luo suffered a heart problem, she has never been able to devote her energy to cultivation, and she is still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

She could feel that she was only a piece of paper away from the late Nascent Soul.

When the heart problem is resolved, she will concentrate on cultivation and pierce the layer of paper.

Facing Mr. Chen's surprise attack, Ling Luo remained calm and took out the flying sword transformed from the Temple of the Sun from the black jade space ring.

On the silver snake flying sword of Mr. Chen, the cold light hunts.He struck viciously and aimed directly at Ling Luo's heart.

Ling Luo's beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, and with all her strength, she swung the sword across the river and blocked it in front of her chest.

"Bang"!

The silver snake flying sword hit the flying sword of the Sun Temple, making a dull metal impact sound.

The curved blade of the silver snake convulsed violently.

Yes, cramps.

Ling Luo really saw that flying sword was alive.

Young Master Chen's face changed suddenly, and he quickly withdrew the flying sword, but it was too late, a crack had already been left on the sword body, just like broken lines on porcelain.

"Ling Luo, you dare to hurt me with the silver snake flying sword! Do you know that this flying sword is the elder Wen Xiang, the master of my family, who used the precious blood and bones of the eighth-level monster, the silver snake flying python, and it took seven to fourty-nine days , refined?!"

Mr. Chen's nose was almost crooked.

This silver snake and flying sword is his treasure.

Inner sect disciples basically have an intermediate magic weapon in their hands, and only true disciples are eligible to obtain the high-level magic weapon bestowed by the elders.

As for the Xiongyang Trapped Demon Lock, the spirit weapon he used today to capture the Feitiandimo, it belonged to his master, Elder Wen Xiang, and was borrowed from him for temporary use.

In Yugong Que, only elder-level figures are eligible for spiritual weapons that are higher than magic weapons.

"What is in your hand? It can actually hurt me with the Silver Snake Flying Sword?"

In addition to anger, there was more shock.

Mr. Chen stared at Ling Luo's hand, that flying sword that looked like a sword but not a sword, like a Tafeita, vaguely felt a majestic power.

Why?

Would she have such a good flying sword in her hand?

He had been in Yugong Que for decades, and finally got such a high-level magical weapon, and Ling Luo actually possessed a flying sword that was stronger than himself by an unknown number of levels.

Magic weapon?

No!It is higher level than the Xiongyang Trapped Demon Lock in his hand.

Is it a treasure?

Or even a Dao artifact?

The more Mr. Chen thought about it, the more frightened he became. Apart from jealousy, greed gradually arose in his heart.

As long as Ling Luo is killed, the powerful flying sword of unknown level will belong to her.

Seeing Mr. Chen staring at his Sun Temple obsessively, Ling Luo immediately understood, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

Want to get an idea of ​​her stuff?

It must be a bit too courageous.

"Little Luo!"

Xuanyuan Yu glanced at Ling Luo worriedly, "You are not in good health."

He could see that she wanted to do it.

"It's okay, I have Yeling's teardrop stone." Ling Luo's whole body was boiling with blood, and a sharp light flashed across her beautiful eyes.

Seeing that Ling Luo was determined to fight, Xuanyuan Yu stopped trying to dissuade her.He understands her temper.