Eternal life in online games

The magical powder was smeared by Yuemeng on the injured arm, and the powerful healing power visible to the naked eye was fully presented in Ling Yan's eyes.

I saw that the broken tendons all began to retract and heal, and the wounds began to scar and disappear...In the blink of an eye, the arm was intact as before, as smooth as jade, and it was impossible to see that the The arm, just now presented a creepy and ferocious scene.

The miraculous elixir actually has the healing power to surpass those who are immortal.

bang..

Dust all over the sky suddenly flew up.

Yuemeng didn't waste any time. As soon as her arm recovered, her whole body turned into a phantom again and rushed over. The speed was so fast that it could no longer be counted by breathing.

This time, Yuemeng didn't plan to hold back.

clang clang! !

After a few swift swings of the sword, there were still three or five dagger marks left on his body.

The pale dagger blade was still shaking in front of his eyes. At this time, Ling Yan had mobilized the last remaining essence blood, fighting to the death. Essence blood is not so easy to mobilize, but Ling Yan couldn't care less .

puff!

There was pain in the abdomen, but Ling Yan's hand didn't stop, because the dagger in front of him was still there.

The frequency of Yuemeng swinging the dagger has reached a heinous level, the powerful speed can make up for any lack of attack, range, and damage!

Even those strong men with powerful spells may have their throats cut off or their hearts smashed by Yuemeng before they can make a move. Those two daggers at the level of spiritual weapons can definitely break through all magic defenses.

"The essence and blood are exhausted, you can't resist my attack at all, I will slowly dig out the 'Defying the Weather Pill' from your Juque acupoint!"

Yuemeng's cold words sounded in vain.

Snake, scorpion and venomous woman, these are the words that popped up in Ling Yan's mind at the moment.

"Stop playing!" Yuemeng snorted coldly.Waving Wuying's dagger in his hand, he released a dazzling and piercing cold light.

"Moon Shadow Thousand Blades!"

With a clear drink, murderous intent overflowed, and the air was instantly frozen!

This... such a powerful power of reincarnation! !Ling Yan's face turned pale immediately.

In the air, something seems to be gathering rapidly, and the range has reached a radius of a hundred miles! !

Such a powerful murderous intent, I believe everyone in the Palace of Longevity can feel it... Isn't Yuemeng afraid to provoke the masters of the Palace of Longevity? ?No...she is not afraid, as long as she kills herself and snatches the 'Anti-Weather Transformation Pill', she will be successful and retreat with her own skills. She does this entirely to attract the masters of the Palace of Eternal Life and tell them, The people from Ghost Heart Hall have come here, and they also took away the 'Anti-Weather Transformation Pill'! ! !

This is clearly going to slap the Hall of Eternal Life in the face! !

A close call!

Can't wait!

Looking at the icicles that were getting more and more condensed in the air, Ling Yan had no doubt that those icicles would cut himself to pieces in a second.

At this moment, Yuemeng slowly put down the dagger she was holding high, her eyes flashed with disdain.

Fighting to the death, Ling Yan's mind has long been unable to think about how to escape. His mind is filled with anger and unwillingness to be killed. His hand that is not holding a sword suddenly becomes a claw, and he exerts all his strength, strength, and energy to face the moon. Meng attacked.

Hidden Dragon Claw!

A golden light seeped out from the wrist, like a swirl, wrapping around Ling Yan's left hand between breaths.

Roar!

A dragon chant that shook the sky suddenly came, and the frozen ice blade in the air trembled three times.

This dragon chant miraculously slowed down the activation time of Moon Shadow Thousand Blades, and also won a glimmer of life for Ling Yan.

"what?"

Yuemeng's beautiful pupils dilated sharply, and she quickly started to wave her hands, piercing sharply and precisely into Ling Yan's chest, which was rushing forward, without any sloppiness.

But at this time, Ling Yan had long forgotten about life and death, forgot the pain, and looked at Yuemeng with red eyes, and the hidden dragon claws hit Yuemeng's neck directly.

Moonmoe's blow,