Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Miracle, miraculous, what is miraculous?

This is divine change!

Ling Luo's beautiful eyes burst open, shooting out a divine light!

In the vast spiritual realm, the vast universe, and the starry sky, there are hundreds of millions of dragons with galloping spiritual power, roaring and howling, and she is the absolute master of that universe!

"Aura leaves the body!"

Ling Luo's thin lips moved slightly and let out a soft sigh.

Her voice wasn't too loud, it could even be considered very quiet, but in the entire Tianxingtai arena, the 30 inner disciples, outer disciples, and elders all heard it.

This is the true meaning of the divine transformation period.

Draw out all the surging spiritual power in the spiritual domain, and the spiritual power will be as strong as the spiritual domain.

"crack crackle"

The surface of the ice layer that sealed Ling Luo began to crack, and the dense cracks were like cracked porcelain clothes, shocking.

The spiritual power of the holy light burst out from the cracks in the ice layer.

One, ten, one hundred thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, ten thousand!

Enough to blind people's eyes, the power is boundless.

Ling Luo looked resolute, and said loudly: "Break!"

The weak spiritual power of the holy light suddenly exploded, becoming a galloping dragon, a lingering phoenix, a frightened crane, a roaring unicorn, and a screaming brave.

The tiger is out of the gate, and the dragon is playing tricks!

The layer of ice that had sealed him was broken in an instant, turning into crystal clear ice slag, shattering and dispersing.

Under the crazily impact of Ling Luo's out-of-body aura, Song Yiran's Cold Soul Sword became unsteady and deviated from the slashing track.

"How is it possible? My Xueman Qiankun was broken?!"

Song Yiran's face was full of disbelief, her apricot eyes were wide open, and a look of horror flashed faintly.

"No, no, impossible!"

Seeing the snowflakes all over the sky continue to dissipate, and the holy light and spiritual power melting the ice and snow, Song Yiran let out a roar of unwillingness.

"Impossible? Let me tell you today, nothing is impossible in this world!"

In the vortex of spiritual power in the shape of thousands of beasts, a bare hand suddenly oozes out, holding the cold soul sword in the air.

Borrow a sword empty-handed.

Hold the blade.

"My Cold Soul Flying Sword!"

Song Yiran let out another heart-piercing scream.

"From today onwards, this cold soul sword has changed hands!"

Ling Luo stepped out of the vortex of crazy spiritual power, like the supreme god of war, with beautiful eyes shining brightly and infinitely enchanting.

And Song Yiran's proud Flying Sword of Frost Soul was taken over by her empty-handed so easily.

In front of Song Yiran and 30 disciples watching the battle, Ling Luo poured spiritual power into the Flying Sword of Cold Soul, erasing Song Yiran's spiritual imprint.

"puff--"

At the moment when the spiritual imprint of the Cold Soul Flying Sword was erased, Song Yiran spat out a mouthful of blood.

After the flying sword is sacrificed, it is connected with its master.

If the flying sword is injured, the owner will also be severely injured.

But Ling Luo was even more ruthless, directly erasing the spiritual imprint of Han Po Feijian, as if directly taking out Song Yiran's soul.

"Song Yiran, today I snatched your flying sword empty-handed and broke your supernatural powers. I didn't use any moves, and I didn't use any weapons. I just want you to know that there are heavens and humans outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky!"

Ling Luo speaks with certainty, and his eyes are sharp.

She is thin and thin, but she is full of youthful beauty.

If you don't call it, it's a blockbuster!

"God Transformation Period!"

"She has reached the stage of transformation!"

"On the Tianjiao list, only senior brother Jingrong has reached the transformation stage, and she has also arrived!"