Qingyun Signed in for Three Hundred Years, and I Became a Peerless Sword Fairy

boom!

When Lin Jingyu's extremely fierce sword intent collided with that black light, an incomparably vast aftermath erupted immediately.

There was an explosion in the void, and the contained spiritual energy was instantly dispersed, creating a clear space of vitality.

Even the clouds above the void split apart.

The endless sword intent and black light are intertwined in the void.

puff!

After the blow, a huge force lingered in Lin Jingyu's body.

Lin Jingyu, who was already seriously injured, couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of thick blood.

"Brother!"

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect behind him stopped immediately and quickly landed downward.

And after Lin Jingyu knocked back the black light with his sword, he also took a deep breath, and turned towards the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

At this time, it is safest for everyone to gather together.

And at this time, the black light also slowly dissipated, revealing its original appearance, which was a black bell.

Although the black bell is not big, if you look carefully, you can see the images of various evil spirits carved on it.

There are tens of thousands of images of these evil spirits.

I don't know if these evil spirits have suffered great torture before they were alive, but there is an amazing resentment floating on the bell.

Just by taking a look at it, I feel like my soul is about to go out of my body.

If ordinary mortals approach this bell, their souls will be swallowed by this black bell immediately.

When Lin Jingyu saw the appearance of the bell, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

Dementor Bell!

The black bell that attacked him in front of him was actually the soul-destroying bell!

This is the head of the four guardians of the ghost king sect, the magic weapon of the Qinglong guardian.

How is it possible, wasn't Qinglong directly and seriously injured?

How did you catch up so quickly?

Looking at the soul-destroying bell, Lin Jingyu felt a chill in his heart, a little unbelievable.

With his current state, how can he fight Qinglong.

The Gengjin Sword Talisman has also been used by him, and now he is not Qinglong's opponent at all.

"The response is quite fast."

Just when Lin Jingyu was shocked, a figure suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

The figure looked about 50 years old, and its entire body was shrouded in a thick black mist.

It is worth noting that the left arm of this figure is missing.

"Blue Dragon."

Seeing the appearance of this figure, Lin Jingyu no longer had doubts in his heart.

Who is the figure in front of him if it is not Qinglong who was seriously injured by him that day?

"Lin Jingyu, we meet again."

Qinglong with a broken arm looked at Lin Jingyu, his eyes turned cold: "This time, I'll see how you escape."

At this moment, Lin Jingyu had already landed on the ground, and the twelve Qing Yunmen disciples behind him also fell to the ground.

"Are you all alright!"

Lin Jingyu looked at the panic-stricken junior and junior sisters, and felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

Could it be that he couldn't even keep the last twelve fellow disciples?

"Lin Jingyu, you are really a waste."

At this moment, looking at the twelve juniors and younger sisters in front of him, he felt extremely guilty in his heart.

"Brother, I'm fine."

"Brother, what should we do, this green dragon is catching up again."

"This time we may be doomed."

The Qingyunmen disciples looked at the Qinglong in front of them, feeling a burst of despair in their hearts.

Seeing that he was about to enter the safe zone, he didn't expect to kill a green dragon protector.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Jingyu took out a silver mirror with a thought.

It is the Liuhe mirror, the most precious treasure of Qingyunmen.