Chapter 218: Retreat

A wave of Chaos Yuanling can't abolish him, then one!

She didn't believe that the Primordial Chaos Spirit at the extreme level could do nothing about him.

I will crush him to death!

Can't crush him, crush him! ! !

Master Qi had suffered a loss from Chaos Yuan Ling, how could it be possible for Ling Luoyu to succeed again.

What's more, just after being attacked and not prepared enough, he suffered a loss.

This time, he came prepared, how could he make the same mistake again? !

With a sneer, profound energy burst out.

"Then you try!"

"boom!"

Endless profound energy spread from the space of his dantian and instantly spread all over his body, forming an invisible protective layer.

"boom!"

Chaos Yuan Ling slammed into the profound energy layer.

"Om!"

The endless collision force went back.

"Well!"

Ling Luoyu let out a muffled snort, and a thread of blood dripped slowly down the corner of her lips.

This backlash gave her the feeling of being crushed by a boulder.

Qi Lao Zai was knocked back two steps at the same time, but there was nothing serious about it.

This is so, a burst of cold sweat sprang from his back.

Or else the profound energy of the Qi Realm had borrowed a little bit of power from the heavens and the earth, this time he would definitely be hit hard!

However, without being injured, he would get up in an instant.

"Haha...what? Isn't it uncomfortable? Just relying on your cultivation base, you want to challenge me too?! Really overpowering, seeking a dead end!"

Ling Luoyu wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips with a masked black towel, his eyes were cold and sharp, aggressive.

"It's just a round, you are so shit!"

Mr. Qi cast his mouth disapprovingly: "It seems that you can reverse the world and turn defeat into victory... OK, I will fulfill you! What do you want to play next?"

Ling Luoyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he smirked, "How to play? I'm afraid you can't afford it!"

The soul blade suddenly shot at that moment, and golden light burst out.

Qi Lao laughed more and more ill-fated: "Is it better than a weapon? Who doesn't..."

In the sneer, he flipped his right hand and started with a stylus.

The sharp tip of the spike is a little green.

This is a highly toxic color.

Both of them wanted to kill each other, almost at the same time.

"Ding!"

The soul blade hit the stylus.

Chaos Yuan Ling collided with profound energy.

"boom!"

Chaos Yuan Ling exploded again, inferior to profound energy.

Old Qi laughed proudly, his wrist sank, and took the stylus.

"Crack!"

The stylus broke into two pieces at the sound.

The sharpness of the soul blade is comparable to ordinary weapons.

Old Qi's laughter suddenly stopped, but Ling Luoyu suddenly curled his lips.

"Continue to laugh..."

Mr. Qi became angry and threw the stylus suddenly: "I see who of us can have the last laugh!"

Rotating both hands, the mysterious balloon slowly condensed into shape, crashing.

"Succumb to death!"

If the weapon cannot be beaten, then use the most proficient profound energy to suppress her.

He didn't believe it, simply fighting for profound energy, he could still fail!

Ling Luoyu's eyes sank, and the murders were exhausted.

This old man knows how to use his own strengths to suppress her shortcomings.

She must suffer a loss simply by fighting profound energy.

The Hao wrist flipped, the soul blade whirled and flew out, carrying the Chaos Yuan Ling tyrannically.

"boom!"

Chaos Yuan Ling and profound energy collided again.

"Om..."

The endless waves of air dissipated in all directions, suppressing the people with low cultivation base to retreat hastily, and only a few people above the Profound God were still struggling to watch the battle.

This is a battle of the pinnacles, but not to be met, no one wants to miss it!

Under the stalemate, Ling Luoyu's body retreated steadily, obviously inferior.

"puff!"

The blood was sour, she finally couldn't bear it, and spouted a mouthful of blood.