Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

An Zhenlong's bet is that Ling Xuan has to protect himself, so he can't take Wang Xing'an and Ye Yan into consideration.

In this way, he can kill Wang Xing'an and the two of them and complete his goal.

"Father devil, I failed to complete the task to ensure that the altar is safe and sound."

"But I will let these two human races pay the price with their lives!"

"As long as they are dead, the demon guards will still not be able to find the exact location of the altar!"

An Zhenlong smiled strangely.

There is a sense of mission in my heart.

Wang Xing'an looked at the evil spirits rushing all over the sky, his face was pale.

He could feel that the strength of every evil spirit could be compared with his.

Now there are hundreds of thousands of evil spirits in the midair.

Even if Ling Xuan wanted to save him, it would be impossible to kill all the evil spirits.

Ye Yan looked at the evil spirits all over the sky, and his heart trembled.

I can't wait for Ling Xuan to disappear immediately.

"It's someone else who comes here to save people!"

"You must come here. If you hadn't come here and forced him too far, wouldn't he have spared no expense to magnify his move!"

Ye Yan felt resentful in his heart.

In his view, his current situation is completely caused by Ling Xuan.

He even wondered if Ling Xuan came here on purpose to force the Devil Emperor to do his best to kill someone with a knife.

In fact, he still has cards to escape, but he has to sacrifice Lin Hu.

However, Lin Hu is a martial spirit that can help him cultivate, and he can also gain Lin Hu's understanding of martial arts and martial arts.

He felt that it was not worthwhile to sacrifice Lin Hu so easily.

Because that would be tantamount to sacrificing future potential.

Lin Grotto-Heaven also felt the threat of death.

He growled, "Don't think about it, Lin Hu has already made up his mind to sacrifice!"

"Let's keep the green hills alive, so we don't have to worry about no firewood, as long as we can survive!"

Ye Yan gritted his teeth.

Just then, a calm voice came.

"Don't you think that this level of magic energy martial skill is enough to hurt me?"

Both Wang Xing'an and Ye Yan looked in the direction of the sound in astonishment.

That person is Ling Xuan.

An Zhenlong's body was shriveled like a cucumber short of water.

Almost impossible to maintain flight.

But he still looked at Ling Xuan with a puzzled expression.

It seems to be saying, why are you so confident.

"Broken Star, Tai Er, protect them well."

Ling Xuan pointed at him casually.

A scroll of sword books and a pair of armor flew out of his storage ring and rushed towards Ye Yan and Wang Xing'an.

Then, two artifact spirits emerged.

It was an ugly child with a small flying sword.

Tai Er manipulated Tai Yi's magic armor, wrapping Wang Xing'an inside in an instant.

Wang Xing'an was about to say thank you, when Tai Er said in a bewitching tone.

"Commander Wang, do you need strength?"

Wang Xing'an, "..."

On the side, Broken Star typed out a line of text, "Don't worry, Dad asked me to protect you, I will handle it properly."

"These evil spirits look powerful, but they are actually useless."

As he said that, Zhan Tian Jianshu released a stream of ink sword energy.

In an instant, an evil spirit that was rushing was split in half.

The latter screamed and disintegrated, disappearing without a trace.

Ye Yan's heart was shaken.

What's this?

Tool spirit?

The Spiritual Weapon that can give birth to a spirit weapon must be a Heavenly Rank Spiritual Weapon!

Ling Xuan actually got two Heavenly Rank Spiritual Weapons in one shot, and both of them had spirit weapons.

God!

Lin Grotto-Heaven couldn't help but said, "Ling Xuan's Luck is too strong, we haven't got the Heavenly Rank Spiritual Weapon yet, he actually has two of them, and both have spirit weapons!"

Ye Yan murmured, "No wonder he is not afraid at all, it turns out he was already prepared."

In the sight of countless demons and demon guards, Ling Xuan looked at An Zhenlong and said calmly, "Next, it's your turn."