Chapter 1253 The Soul Is Flying Away, and It Is Necessary to Change the Fate Against the Sky!
Sealed mountains, deep.
Lingqiong stood in the area where the evil spirit was most concentrated.
The dense forest covered his figure, and the roar of wild beasts sounded around.
The strong wind was blowing, and the long hair of Ling Qiong, which was bound by the head rope, was ruffled by the wind.
His eyes were like torches, and he glanced at the formation in front of him, and the corners of his mouth evoked a cold and evil arc.
The face in the form of heaven and man reveals a bit of demonic temperament.
An Mingji's soul was trapped in the center of the formation, and his face was grim and he was in great pain.
The color of his soul became pale, and if he continued to be trapped in the formation, his soul would soon be exhausted.
At that time, disappeared between heaven and earth.
An Mingji's body could never wake up again.
And Gu Jin... will be very sad.
A cold light appeared in Lingqiong's eyes, and he raised his foot and stepped into the formation, his footsteps calm and lazy.
The wind blade in the formation was rushing towards him.
Ling Qiong gently raised his hands and waved his arms, and all the wind blades instantly turned into nothingness.
An Mingji, who was under control in the center of the formation, stared at him with dark eyes, with doubts and intimacy in his eyes.
Ling Qiong stood in front of An Mingji.
The wind blade in the formation continued to attack him.
However, they couldn't hurt half of the spiritual dome, and they were all blocked by the golden light around him.
But the more energy the Spirit Vault consumes, the weaker his Divine Soul will become.
The spiritual dome at this time is similar to An Mingji in the formation, and the color of the soul is lightly similar.
Staring at An Mingji in front of him, Ling Qiong's cool fingers pinched his chin.
An Mingji was forced to raise his head, and the two looked at each other in the void.
Their faces are not even half alike, but the pair of similar peach blossom eyes, the rays of light in them are so similar, they are so aloof and unruly.
The smile deepened in Lingqiong's eyes, and the stern and enchanting face was full of dignity.
"If I don't come again, you will really disappear, and girl Jin won't cry to death by then."
His voice was loose and his expression serious.
Ling Qiong released An Mingji's jaw, and powerful energy burst out from his body.
There was a harsh sound in the ear, like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts in hell, tragic and terrifying.
This is the sequelae of triggering the formation.
The formation under the strong evil spirit is made of the blood of strangers.
The spiritual power around Ling Qiong rushed towards An Mingji, and a faint golden light quickly surrounded him.
The invisible white thread in the formation quickly fell off An Mingji's body.
The power released by the spirit vault is too much, and the soul has become too weak.
"Boom! Boom!"
The formation was counterattacked by a powerful force, and it exploded involuntarily, making a bang bang sound.
With the destruction of the formation, An Mingji was completely free.
He stared at Lingqiang with his eyes, his picturesque and delicate face showed a bit of worry.
Ling Qiong withdrew his spiritual power, and his body swayed slightly.
An Mingji immediately stepped forward to help him.
Ling Qiong escaped his support, and said in a light voice: "You don't need to support me, you don't need to worry about me, leave here first."
He glanced coldly at the center of the formation, where the stench of carrion came from there.
The smell was unpleasant and disgusting, and Ling Qiong's face became unsightly, full of disgust.
There is no need to investigate, he knows how many innocent lives are piled up in the formation.
"Jie Jie Jie... If you want to leave, how can it be so easy, Venerable Xuanling, I have been waiting for you for nearly a thousand years!"
The man's terrifying laughter sounded, followed by arrogant and arrogant words.
Ling Qiong frowned slightly, and he pushed An Mingji.
"Go to Gu Jin, follow your feelings, and you will always find her."
An Mingji stood there indifferent, his dark eyes staring at Lingqiong with a good mistake.
His persistent appearance made Ling Qiong angrily laugh.
"You fool!" He pushed An Mingji again: "Be obedient, don't worry about me, go."
An Mingji stared at Ling Qiong's smiling eyes with his probing eyes.
As if to be sure that he really will be fine, so he turned and left.
"It's not that easy to leave!"
The man who spoke in the dark stepped forward to stop An Mingji.
In an instant, the spirit vault rose into the air.
He rushed towards a group of things with a strong evil spirit, preventing the other party from chasing An Mingji.
Ling Qiong floated in the void, staring at the middle-aged man with ugly facial features and a strong evil spirit around him, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Blood monster, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still so unpromising, and it is also a kind of courage to hide in this deep mountain and old forest."
"My lord Xuanling, let's not laugh at anyone. You don't even have a body. If it was a thousand years ago, I might not be able to kill you. Now I can crush you with one finger!"
The old blood monster was no match for Venerable Xuanling a thousand years ago.
But now this time is different from the past, he is not afraid of Lingqiong at all.
The spirit of the spirit vault gradually faded, the color of the red mole on his forehead became more and more gorgeous, his face was enchanting and evil, and terrifying killing intent spread all over his body.
"Then the deity will see, how did you kill me!"
A faint golden light flashed in Ling Qiong's eyes, and instantly moved to the front of the blood old monster.
With a drop of blood on his fingertips, he attacked the blood monster.
The old blood monster who had been prepared for a long time, how could he sit still, and his figure quickly moved to the back of Lingqiong.
No matter how fast he moves, the blood from Ling Qiong's fingertips is still stained on his sleeves.
The blood of the God Race is something that ordinary people can bear.
The blood old monster was about to make a move and sneaked into the spiritual vault. The heat from his arm caused him to suffer severe pain in all four meridians and eight meridians.
Not to mention the sneak attack on Lingqiong, he can't exert any power now.
"You, you are just a soul, why can you still hurt me with blood?!"
The blood old monster was angry and his face was ferocious and cruel.
Ling Qiong slowly turned around, his face was pale, and the corners of his lips evoked a pleasant smile.
"The blood of the soul of the soul is much easier to use than the body."
His voice was indifferent, as if to say something very common, with a disapproving tone.
The blood monster listened, but almost vomited blood.
"Your special mother is a lunatic!"
Taking the blood from the soul of the soul, the pain suffered is more painful than the body, just like digging out the bloody flesh in the soul.
People with extraordinary willpower can't bear such pain at all.
There was peace in Lingqiong's eyes.
He didn't deny the blood monster's words, he was already crazy.
As early as thousands of years ago, he killed the person he loved with his own hands, and at that time, he lost all reason.
Thousands of years of waiting have distorted his heart.
Everything he does now is to protect the most important things.
This time, no one wants to hurt the people he values.
This time, even if his soul flies away, he will change his life against the sky!
Ling Qiong's face turned pale due to the consumption of too much power.
His eyes were icy cold, and the undisguised madness and bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.
The old blood monster tried his best to drain the blood of the God Race's heart that was stained on his body. When he finally regained some ability, there were some surprises and calculations in his eyes.
Ling Qiong didn't seem to see these, and he fell into long-term memories.