Chapter 1115 The Dust Settles

The emperor's half-ancestor shot, with terrifying power, destroying the sixth-grade fortune-telling Qinglian.

But the fortune-telling green lotus, after all, is a treasure of heaven and earth. Even if the lotus pedestal, lotus stem, and lotus leaves are all broken, and there is no spiritual energy, its fifty-four lotus seeds are still well preserved.

In Su Zimo's sea of ​​consciousness, the black-haired primordial spirit sat under the bare lotus pedestal.

At the moment when the storm of the God-killing spell was formed, the black-haired Primordial Spirit stood up and screamed in the sky. Beside him, blue rays of light gushed out!

Fifty-four green lotus seeds were continuously condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and in the blink of an eye, a sharp-edged green lotus long sword was formed!

This is the unique Primordial Mystery Technique of Fortune Qinglian!

The eruption of this Taoist mystery technique can even cut off the primordial spirit of an ordinary Faxiang Taoist!

The black-haired Primordial Spirit looked like a torch and pointed forward.

The Qinglian Sword slashed down towards the swept God-killing storm!

boom!

A loud bang!

The dark green God-killing Storm and Qinglian Sword were instantly still and motionless.

It seems like a long time has passed, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, the God-killing storm suddenly collapsed!

And the green lotus sword is also divided into fifty-four green lotus seeds, the light is dim, scattered in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, without spirituality, the glow is not there.

Carry it down!

Su Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, and was afraid for a while.

Fortunately, since the war, he has never used the Qinglian sword.

Otherwise, this god-killing spell of the blind old man would be enough to kill his primordial spirit!

The storm of the God-killing spell has dissipated.

But the extremely evil power unique to the Wu clan still lingers in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, turning into dark green streamers.

This kind of power may be a great threat to others.

For Su Zimo, who has practiced the three methods of immortal, Buddha, and demon, it will not have much impact.

Soon, a vast sound of Sanskrit sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden light pervades and is extremely sacred, as if the figures of various Buddhas appear, killing these evil forces in the invisible!

The blind old man was slightly startled.

He waited for a while, but the desolate Martial Daoist who should have fallen in front of him showed no sign of death at all. He still stood in the air with a strong aura!

How could this be?

How could this child resist the God-killing curse?

Moreover, is it the God-killing curse that he broke out?

Just when he was wrong, Ye Ling's figure reappeared, sticking out his claws and savagely grabbing the head of the blind old man!

The blind old man moved and dodged to the side.

But he has already been approached by Ye Ling, and he has lost the opportunity, how can he escape so easily!

Ye Ling is like a maggot in the tarsus, following closely behind, the ultimate move in his hand is endless!

Every shot of Ye Ling, whether it is the timing or the angle, is perfect, and there is no extra movement!

puff!

Finally, the blind old man was injured in the heart, and he moved continuously. Under the severe breathing, his movements were slightly slower, and Ye Ling caught the flaw and pierced his chest with a claw!

Ye Ling's claws actually grabbed the blind old man's heart out of his chest!

This is the dark green heart!

Even though he has escaped from the body of the blind old man, this heart is still beating, extremely evil, bursting out with a powerful force, as if to break free!

puff!

Ye Ling didn't even think about it, his palms pressed hard.

The heart of the blind old man burst in an instant, and dark green blood splashed!

Even though he was severely injured, the blind old man could still stand in mid-air, his body swaying slightly, two huge wounds on his chest, blood flowing, shocking!

The blood in his body was rapidly draining.

The face on the face is also getting old, and the wrinkles are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The former Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace, which is now the Taoist Lone Soul, has been captured by Nian Qi and suppressed to the side, with a horrified expression and panic in his eyes.

Originally, he also expected the blind old man to kill Su Zimo and others and rescue him.

But how could he have thought that it was only dozens of breaths, and the situation changed suddenly!

Even the blind old man has been severely injured and may fall at any time!

"impossible!"

Deep in the throat of the blind old man, there was a low growl.

On his face, a pair of pitch-black holes stared at Su Zimo, gritted his teeth and said, "How could you block the God-killing spell!"

In this short time, Su Zimo has completely eliminated the power of witchcraft in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

Looking down at the blind old man whose qi and blood were declining, Su Zimo said lightly, "Old man, you are finished!"

"In ancient times, the Wu clan couldn't dominate the world. Today, it still can't!"

Hearing this sentence, Misty Peak Qunxiu only felt a surge of blood surge up!

"Ha ha."

The blind old man laughed, his expression desolate.

He shook his head and said, "Huangwu, you don't know the Wu clan at all! You have never seen the power of the Wu clan! Just wait, when the young master returns, it will be the time when your Northern Territory creatures will be buried with you!"

"Don't worry, he can't escape!"

Su Zimo said coldly, "I will kill him with my own hands and send him down to accompany you!"

After saying this, Su Zimo's figure flickered, surrounded by endless lightning arcs, and mana wings grew behind him, galloping away in the direction of Wu Rue's escape.

Su Zimo ignored the blind old man.

Today's blind old man has been severely injured, his qi and blood have deteriorated, he is already exhausted, and he is not an opponent of Ye Ling at all!

At this moment, the blind old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Ling who was not far away, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he smiled strangely.

"Oh it's you!"

On the face of the blind old man, excitement and fear were intertwined, and he grinned: "I finally remembered, what exactly are you!"

Ye Ling let out a low growl, interrupting the blind old man's words.

Ye Ling, like a ghost, rushed towards the blind old man.

The blind old man's reaction is also very fast.

If he was holding this broken body, he would not be able to escape Ye Ling's pursuit.

Whoosh!

A primordial spirit flew out from the Tianling Gai and galloped into the distance.

Ye Ling followed behind, chasing after him!

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo, Ye Ling, and the blind old man disappeared into the sky.

So far, the war has been settled.

Misty Peak Qunxiu stared blankly at this scene, dumbfounded.

This sect crisis, after the two people showed up, was resolved like this!

Until the three of them left, the group of repairers was still unable to recover for a long time, and an unreal feeling rose in their hearts.

"Who is that man in black? With such a cultivation base, he should never be a nameless person?"

"I don't know. Listening to the meaning of the blind old man, he doesn't seem to be a human race."

Listening to the discussions around, the old crane did not explain.

She has already guessed that the man in black should be Ye Ling!

I am afraid that only Ye Ling has such combat power!

Back then, Ye Ling was just born, and when she was waiting to be fed, she was alarmed.

At that time, Ye Ling was just a little beast with a bigger slap.

But Ye Ling's claws almost pierced her body!

Recalling that scene, the old crane's face showed a hint of warmth.