Medicine door witch

Chapter 2174 No.1 (4)

"The sun is really hot?!"

Mr. Chen recognized at a glance that the group of flames that burned his own arrows was the head of the seven real fires that moved the Nine Heavens.

"Hehe, boy, you still have some knowledge."

Ling Luo raised her hand and moved her heart at will, and the Sun Temple rose from the ground. Under her control, the tower tilted and smashed in the direction of Young Master Chen.

"But, you'd better go die!"

She hated this dead shemale who looked like a boy and a girl very much, and came to make trouble for her time and time again.

"bang"

The Temple of the Sun suddenly fell down.

Mr. Chen showed a terrified look on his face, he threw away his helmet and armor, not even the unicorn jade bow in his hand, threw it on the ground, and ran away in a hurry.

But he still couldn't escape the sphere of influence of the Temple of the Sun, and a pair of legs were crushed underneath, turning them into pieces of bone and flesh.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Young Master Chen lay on the ground, raised his head to the sky and screamed, letting out a heart-piercing roar of pain.

"stop!!!"

An old long roar, like the beeping of a chime, resounded through the control, shaking the souls of 30 disciples in the Heavenly Punishment Arena.

"Ling Luo, don't kill my apprentice!"

Elder Songhe rode the wind to control the sky, jumped from the elders' seat, his body fell from the highest place, and he was dressed in Taoist robes, and the wind blew violently.

In order to stop Ling Luo, he even unscrupulously unleashed his domineering cultivation at the Yin-Yang Realm above the Divine Transformation Stage.

"Woo! Goo! Ba! Well! Hum! Acridine! Huh! Huh"

In order to stop Ling Luo and save the life of his beloved disciple, he mustered all his true energy even in mid-air, and sang the famous stunt of Tianlong Bayin.

This Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds is the secret sacred method of Yu Gong Que. Only elders are eligible to learn it. It is not at all comparable to the eight great magical powers cultivated by true disciples.

Ling Luo only felt dizzy in front of her eyes, and the sound waves rustled in the air.

The air around her was distorted and deformed by Elder Songhe's domineering Tianlong Bayin.

Ling Luo's brain was about to explode, her chest was in great pain, a fishy-sweet taste came up, and blood gushed out of her mouth.

Sure enough, a cultivator like Elder Songhe who has stepped into the Yin-Yang realm is beyond her imagination.

Ling Luo leaned against the Temple of the Sun, so she didn't faint.

She is the closest to Elder Songhe, and her heart has been injured.

Fortunately, she has the tree of life as her heart, and has the ability to create and repair. The continuous infusion of holy light and spiritual power into her body made her feel better, and the pain was relieved a lot.

Elder Songhe landed on the ground, pushed the Sun Temple away with one palm, and pulled out Young Master Chen whose legs were already bloody and bloody, with a look of regret on his face, and there was even a faint thunder in the corner of his eyes.

"Chen'er, wake up!"

Elder Songhe loves Mr. Chen dearly, even no less than his own granddaughter Song Yiran.

He hurriedly took out two precious Yin-Yang Longevity Pills and stuffed them into Young Master Chen's mouth to save his life.

Mr. Chen woke up leisurely, his face was pale, he was ashamed, his eyes were ashamed, and his voice trembled: "I'm sorry, Master, I...I..."

Too much shame, and too much pain, I can't even say a word normally.

"Chen'er, don't talk anymore, and go back to Zidian Peak as a teacher to recuperate."

Elder Songhe let out a deep sigh, looking like he had aged ten years in an instant.

After finishing speaking, Elder Songhe picked up Young Master Chen's blood-stained body and got up to leave.

(End of this chapter)