Holy-lighted War God

"What are you doing?"

Ling Yun roared out, his body gently shook, and sent the young lady, who had used a wooden stick to hit herself, flying. However, in the next moment, she pounced again, looking like she was unwilling to let go.

Ling Yun's body flashed, he immediately dodged to the side, now that the girl's cultivation level had been sealed by him, with her frail body, he only needed to use a bit of strength to injure her.

Looking at the bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty killing intent in her eyes, how could Ling Yun not know that she was affected by the sudden burst of killing intent? Lowering her head, she saw that the blood river that rushed out when the Heavenly Stele exploded had disappeared without a trace in an instant. Her expression changed and her heart sank a little.

With the addition of this blood river which contained a tremendous amount of blood energy, the one who wanted to revive was one step closer to success. To him, this was undoubtedly a very bad news.

However, that person had been planning for an unknown amount of time, so all of his plans were flawless. He had no other choice but to let them lead him by the nose and adapt to the situation.

Recalling back when the Seven-color phoenix s had talked about this with some of the Heaven devouring rat, Ling Yun felt even heavier.

Perhaps, the rule for Martial Sovereign to not be allowed to enter this ruin might be interfered with by some people, and that person might very well be the person who was about to be resurrected by the Blood Sacrifice.

Otherwise, how could the inheritance of a dignified Heavenly Emperor restrict the entry of powerhouses above the Martial Sovereign? It was true that there was a lot of flexibility when warriors were young, but they did not have the qualifications to accept inheritances that did not have sufficient strength.

"Wake up!" With a flash of the purple light in his other hand, a Spirit Tattoo Pen appeared in the palm of his hand. The tip of the brush was made from a soft, snow-white hair, and was made from the fur of the old Dragon-Cat.

"Evil Suppression Marks!"

"Heart Cleansing Tattoo!"

"Evil Repellent Marks."

"…"

Ling Yun held the Spirit Tattoo Pen and spirit energy surged from its body. Strands of vast spirit energy gushed out and lingered around the tip of the Spirit Tattoo Pen's brush.

Yin Yan's eyes revealed a struggling look, a flash of clarity appeared in his eyes, the blood red evil aura slowly faded away, he looked at Ling Yun blankly: "What happened to me just now? Why is there such a headache? "

This relic has already been turned into a dangerous zone. I've given you a quarter of an hour to prepare. I'm leaving in a quarter of an hour.

"Can you undo my seal?" Yin Yan gritted her teeth.

Ling Yun indifferently swept his eyes across her and slowly shook his head. After hesitating for a moment, he lightly said: "Sorry, something may change if I'm late, but I don't have time to delay."

"What?" Yin Yan frowned, he looked at Ling Yun in puzzlement, why did this fellow speak in such a baffling manner.

Ling Yun took a deep breath, and a light of spiritual qi shot out from the tip of his finger. Yin Yan only felt an invisible shackle disappear, and the spirit energy and spirit energy he couldn't sense in his body could clearly be felt again.

Without waiting for her to wake up, he saw Ling Yun suddenly appear beside her. He raised his hand and slapped the back of her neck.

"The violet ring can't take living beings in at the moment, so I can only temporarily seal her life force." Ling Yun shook his head lightly as he flicked his finger repeatedly, causing light of spiritual qi s to shoot out from his fingertips and enter his body.

Afterwards, her life force seemed to have dissipated, like a dried up puppet without any breath of life.

With a wave of his hand, a stream of purple light enveloped Yin Yan and returned him into the Qi Sea. Even though it was successful, his spirit energy disappeared like the tide in that instant.