A prostitute is about to turn over

Chapter 179
He swooped down and swooped towards Yuling. The accident happened so fast that Yuling was defenseless.

All of a sudden, a wave of force licked her and pushed her to the corner of the nunnery.

She turned her head, only to see Xue Moyan confronting Zitian.

It was he who saved her life when he was in danger.

"Ling'er, go quickly, hurry up." Xue Moyan obviously couldn't hold on anymore, Zitian's power was so strong that it almost made him collapse, he was afraid that in the next second, he would be speechless again.

Yu Ling was about to rush forward to fight against the enemy with Xue Moyan, when suddenly, a voice came from his ears.

"Sister Yuling, I am Rumeng, don't talk, communicate with me with your heart"

"Sister, save him, hurry up"

"What you are carrying on your back is an ancient divine zither?"

"That's right, it's the ancient divine piano"

"It's not too late. You play the magic sound quickly. After the magic sound, play the holy sound. God help you and me. Xiaofang and your friends will be saved. Let's start."

Yuling squatted down, took out the Shenqin and put it on her lap, and shouted to the spirit monkey: "Golden Retriever, Dharma Protector"

The spirit monkey leaped down from her shoulders and jumped in front of her. With its arms open, wisps of golden light flashed, weaving into a large golden net, covering the Jade Spirit inside.

The sound of the devil appears, and the ghosts cry.

The magic sound roared, hitting Zitian Primordial Spirit directly.

Hearing the devil's voice, he stopped the attack in his hand, Xue Moyan fell to the ground like a straw, his face paled, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

In front of Zitian, Jiang Rumeng from decades ago appeared, smiling sweetly at him.

"Saint, is that you? Is it really you?"

The saint smiled sweetly, and said softly, "I am a saint, are you?"

Zi Tian hastily touched his face, his face, without scars, was as warm as jade.

The heart that had no confidence at first suddenly exploded with confidence.

"I'm Zitian, don't you remember me?"

"Zitian? Oh, you are the new priest, Zitian?" The saint kept smiling, beautiful and gentle.

Zitian nodded again and again, took a step forward, held her hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Saint, Zitian, Zitian has always loved you and hoped to get your heart. Zitian is willing to give everything."

On the white jade-like cheeks of the saint, two red flowers flew up, she lowered her head shyly, and hummed softly.

Zitian pulled the saint into his arms, hugged her tightly, and couldn't bear to let go.

Looking at Zitian who was dancing and muttering to himself in mid-air, Yuling realized at this moment that the woman Zitian had always admired was actually Jiang Rumeng.

At this time, Jiang Rumeng's voice came from Yuling's ears again: "Sister Yuling, hurry up, play the holy note."

Yuling's forehead and fingertips quickly turned the sound, the magic sound stopped, and the holy sound flowed out.

The saintess that Zitian hugged tightly in her arms suddenly disappeared, and the trace of warmth she had just gained was instantly stripped away, as if it had never appeared before.

He searched everywhere, wanting to find the gentle and affectionate saint just now, but he seemed to have entered a black hole, the walls were pitch-black, and he couldn't see his fingers. The evil fire rose in his heart, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was chanting some evil spell.

However, what made him dumbfounded was that all the magic spells that he was so proficient in today suddenly failed. He was very powerless at this moment, so powerless that it drove him crazy.

"What the hell kind of place is this? Who is it? Who is playing tricks? Let me come out and fight to the death face to face with this deity." When Zitian has suffered such setbacks, he has always been the only one who tortured others, and when did he let others torment him like this? Pass?

(End of this chapter)