Nine Revolutions Primal Chaos Art

However, ran Kai chose to escape at such a moment, and did not say hello to Xiao Lingyu, nor did he mean to take care of Xiao Lingyu. Although he was very ungrateful, he was also expected by Xiao Lingyu.

After all, ran Kai is also a demon king level master. Even if he can't beat the troll, he can escape.

Xiao Lingyu was the one who killed the troll disciple. The troll must want to capture Xiao Lingyu here and may not go after ran Kai.

"Hum! None of you want to escape!"

The troll's voice sounded like thunder and anger, and all the long hair flying in the wind on his head twisted out, like black poisonous snakes, chasing ran Kai at a faster speed.

Ran Kai found that those hairs were getting closer and closer to him. Knowing that he could not escape, he played several best magic charms behind him.

The explosion of those top-grade magic charms only temporarily stopped those hair and helped ran Kai open a distance, but after those hair recovered, they began to shorten the distance with ran Kai.

Ran Kai was so eager that he slapped himself on the forehead, and a mass of blood essence the size of a fist blurted out and dissolved in the blue light on himself.

Blu ray became more vigorous immediately, which increased ran Kai's speed by a few points.

Even so, the blue light is just the same as the speed of those hair, and still can't get rid of it.

However, after spitting out several groups of blood essence, ran Kai got rid of those hair and disappeared into the sky.

"If you lose so much blood essence, it's hard to recover even if you escape. You can't make a breakthrough in your life, so you're no different from the dead!"

The troll didn't chase ran Kai. After judging, he aimed at Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu didn't escape. After seeing the speed of the hair, he knew he couldn't escape if he wanted to. He might as well save his strength.

"You kill my disciple, how can I treat you?" the troll said with a cruel face.

Xiao Lingyu just stared at his opponent with a calm expression and didn't answer. He had experienced countless crises and life and death. As long as he didn't reach the last moment, he wouldn't give up completely or collapse.

"You have just been seriously injured by my disciple's magic charm, and your own strength is less than the period of the devil king. You are still so calm. Do you still have the ability to live?"

The troll also stared at Xiao Lingyu, as if he was very interested, but his expression was full of cool disdain for Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu also knows that his calmness is of little use. The strength of both sides is a little too poor, but calmness is always better than not calmness.

"Can you tell me why there was blood light shining on you and my disciple just now?" the troll asked again.

"You won't let me go," said Xiao Lingyu calmly.

"I think that must be the key to why you came here to kill him. Even if you don't say it, you can know everything after soul searching!"

When the troll finished this sentence, it seemed that his patience had been exhausted. His long flying hair rolled over to Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu knew that he could not dodge, so he hit several chaotic magic marks to bombard those long hair.

His struggle was futile. Those long hair just stopped a little, and then rolled Xiao Lingyu up directly.

"Come here!" said the troll with a grim smile.

Unfortunately, the troll's smile then solidified on his face, because the person originally bound by his countless long hair broke free at this time, and his hair, which is not inferior to the best magic weapon, was easily cut off by the other party.

"Unexpectedly, your cultivation is not high, and you have such a powerful magic weapon!" the troll said strangely.

Xiao Lingyu was still silent. The silver moon broken knife in his hand was shining with chaotic magic light.

At this time, life and death are at stake. Xiao Lingyu will not hide the artifact any more. He will try his best to get through the disaster.

"It's not too bad to have such an artifact after the death of a beloved disciple!"

The troll smiled grimly again, and his huge palm patted Xiao Lingyu again.

This palm was still ferocious and blocked the surrounding space, making Xiao Lingyu unable to dodge.

Xiao Lingyu roared, and the colored Firebird immediately flew out of the silver moon broken knife and rushed up against the momentum.

After all, the colored Firebird is Xiao Lingyu's most powerful attack means, and it was released by an artifact. Therefore, it was not shocked by the momentum of the huge palm, but hit the palm of the magic palm.

The devil's palm, which originally covered the sky and the sun, immediately doubled, and its momentum weakened by more than half, but it still covered Xiao Lingyu's head.

However, after the giant was attacked by the colored Firebird with the silver moon knife, his whole body was shrinking like a balloon pierced by a needle.

Xiao Lingyu stirred up his whole body and kept his whole body still. When the devil's hand was about to come, he tried his best to wave the silver moon breaking knife and hit the huge palm.

Since the troll can recognize that the silver moon broken knife is an artifact, he will not easily be attacked by an artifact. At this time, his palm suddenly shrinks to normal size, and his side palm grabs Xiao Lingyu's wrist, which makes the cutting of the silver moon broken knife fail directly.

"Ha ha, this artifact belongs to me from now on!"

The old man in purple robe, who had almost recovered, laughed happily at this time.

But he was too proud. He just wanted to pour his skills into the other party's body and imprison the other party first, but he was stunned to find that his skills could not invade the other party's body.

There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that the other party's strength is stronger than himself, and the other is that the other party's skill quality is higher than himself.

The first is obviously impossible. If the other party is stronger than himself and will not be controlled by himself, it can only be the second.

Just as the old man in purple robe was thinking, Xiao Lingyu had another silver needle in his other hand, and the silver needle stabbed the back of the old man in purple robe in an instant.

The old man in purple robe reacted quickly. Seeing the opponent's counterattack, he immediately mobilized his skills and formed a defense on the back of his hand. This defense can help him resist the attack of the best magic weapon.

Xiao Lingyu's counterattack was also urgent and fast. The purple robed old man only had time to defend with his skill.

The purple robed old man is confident that his skill defense will not be broken as long as it is not attacked by artifact or energy stronger than his skill.

But the next moment, he already felt the sharp pain coming from the back of his hand.

The old man in purple gave a cry of pain. He couldn't help but loosen his palm holding Xiao Lingyu's wrist, but he didn't forget to kick Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu didn't dare to fight with the flying kick of the demon king level master. He didn't have time to take back the silver needle, so he dodged aside.

"It's an artifact again!"

The purple robed old man stepped back a hundred feet and looked at the silver needle that had disappeared into the back of his hand.

"No, my skills..."

After a while, the old man in purple robe was shocked to find that his skill was losing rapidly, and his heart was even more frightened.

But even if the purple robed old man made efforts, he couldn't force the silver needle out of the body, and his skills were still running away like a river.

"Take back your artifact!" the old man in purple shouted in panic.

"This silver needle is also useful for the devil. Fortunately!"

Xiao Lingyu congratulated himself in his heart first, and then replied, "take back the silver needle and let you continue to kill me?"

Through countless dangers and life and death tests, Xiao Lingyu became more and more calm and calm. He did not have this advantage. This time he may not be able to turn the situation around.

Experts cherish their lives. The stronger their cultivation is, the longer they live, the more so. The purple robed old man of demon king level is no exception.

"Take back the silver needle and I can promise to let you go! Otherwise, I still have enough strength to kill you!" the old man in purple said coldly.