Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

The corners of Taoist Miaofeng's eyes twitched fiercely, and he fell silent.

"Hehe, Miaofeng, there is conclusive evidence that I, Yu Gongque, imprisoned Cang Yu Guyan."

Daoist Yunying was kind and kind, but he was actually a shrewd guy. He took a deep look at Taoist Miaofeng and said, "In view of our friendship for thousands of years, why don't we each take a step back and let the sea and the sky go brighter?"

Taoist Miaofeng suffered a dark loss, he couldn't say that this old Taoist Yunying held his breath and couldn't speak.

"I will definitely find the evidence!"

Taoist Miaofeng bit off a mouthful of silver pressure, with hatred in his eyes.

Master Yunying chuckled and said nothing more.

Ling Luo has already won the No.50 arena in the exclusive competition of the Tianjiao Ranking.

Song Yiran was lying on the ground, his body was stained with blood.

She failed miserably.

She felt humiliated in spite of her face, her starry eyes were filled with tears of humiliation, she dug into the ground with her small hands, and bit her lips tightly, she tasted the taste of blood in her mouth.

"Give me back the Cold Soul Flying Sword—"

While tears were streaming down her face, she moaned unwillingly and powerlessly.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, without looking at Song Yiran again, she turned around and got off the NO.50 arena.

"Luo'er."

Xuanyuan Yu was the first to greet him, his brows were like dots, his eyebrows were like stars, and the corners of his lips curled into evil curves.

"My Luo'er is really cool."

Xuanyuan Yu didn't hesitate to praise her words.

Ling Luo let out a burst of laughter, followed Yu back to the rest table, sat down next to each other, and handed him the Cold Soul Sword in his hand.

"This is a magic weapon personally refined by the elder Songhe in the door. Although it is of the ice type, it is also of the holy light and pure yang attribute. It can be used as a tooth sacrifice for that heavenly weapon spirit."

She already had the Temple of the Sun in her hand, so it really didn't make any sense to keep the magic weapon she snatched.

Xuanyuan Yu didn't even have time to say anything, but just took out the map of the Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Heaven, and with a "sigh", the cold soul sword in Ling Luo's hand was sucked into the map.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips twitched slightly, and he said, "You really are not being polite at all, this Heavenly Artifact Spirit."

Xuanyuan Yu was also quite helpless.

He stretched out his hand and spread out the picture of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

What appeared in front of Ling Luo's eyes was a black magic river flowing endlessly, like a three-dimensional one.

Above the magic river, there is a magic knife hanging, it is the magic blade Wangtian.

And at this moment, that cold soul sword was also sucked into the painting, soaking in the magic river.

After a while, the Cold Soul Sword hung out from the Demon River, and approached Demon Blade Changtian.

Immediately afterwards, Wangtian began to nibble away at the cold body bit by bit, sucking up the power of pure yang and holy light.

The shadow of the Cold Soul Flying Sword became darker and darker, until it disappeared; in contrast, the shadow of the Demon Blade and the Sky shone with a faint luster, and its aura became stronger.

"thanks for treatment."

At this moment, a delicate girl's voice appeared in Ling Luo's mind.

Ling Luo was slightly taken aback, this was the first time she communicated directly with that Heavenly Artifact Spirit.

"However, Mansha, don't think that if you bribe me with a flying sword, I will admit you, hum~"

Wang Tian Qi Ling changed the subject and changed his tune again, sounding a bit like a white-eyed wolf.

Ling Luo's head was full of black lines, and he was speechless.

At this moment, Ling Luo glanced out of the corner of her eye, and saw that Yan was flapping her black butterfly wings, squatting on Xuanyuan Yu's shoulder, and blinking at herself.