Ling Yun had already noticed Ning Lingyu's lack of focus just now.
In the world of comprehension, there is a common name for this kind of situation: loss of Dao Xin.
But Ling Yun didn't make a sneak attack, not because he was recovering from his injuries, but because he did so deliberately.
From the beginning of the battle, every word Ling Yun said was to humiliate her and irritate her, in order to make her lose her heart. Now that the goal has been achieved, how could she take the initiative to alert her and drag her back
The more she thinks, the better, and the longer she is absent-minded, the better, anyway, she has plenty of time.
The more you think, the more thoughts you have, the weaker your fighting spirit will be, and the more beneficial it will be for Ling Yun.
"you shut up!"
Of course Ling Yun knew that this sentence was not addressed to him, so obviously, she was speaking to another soul in her mind.
The effect of Dao Xin's loss was immediately manifested - her suppression of the real Ning Lingyu's soul was loosened.
It's normal for a body with two souls to ebb and flow.
Younger sister Ning Lingyu must also be desperately resisting her oppression, constantly stimulating her.
Then let Lingyu stimulate her as much as possible for a while.
After all, the enemy often disintegrates from the inside. How perfect is it to subdue the enemy without fighting
"Give me town!"
Hearing this sentence, Ling Yun knew that the opportunity had come, if he didn't make a move at this time, it would be a missed opportunity!
Therefore, without hesitation, he shot instantly!
Invisibility, Tianzutong, Tiangang Fumo Fist!
Zhiyang Zhigang!
It was her head that was smashed!
Swords have no eyes, but Ling Yun's fists are definitely already superb, and they can be sent and received freely.
This punch, Ling Yun didn't keep his hand, it was really ruthless, he punched with all his strength, with a force close to 20,000 kilograms, and it hit Ning Lingyu's Tianling Gai firmly!
Ling Yun was not worried, because through the melee attack for more than half an hour just now, he had already grasped the strength of the opponent, and he knew it well.
"Ning Lingyu" was thrown upside down and flew a thousand meters away. Even with the protection of the immortal power, the whole person was stunned, his consciousness was shaken, the stars flashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly!
During the inverted flight, she was terrified in her heart, desperately opened her eyes, but what she saw was Ling Yun's fist, falling from the sky!
Boom!
Tianling Gai of "Ning Lingyu" was punched again, and his body was smashed and fell to the ground. With a bang, a human-shaped crater appeared on the ground, extremely deep!
Boom boom boom!
Three golden lotus flowers rushed out of the pit, and no matter where Lingyun was, they all exploded!
Ling Yun succeeded with two punches, he already knew that the other party must fight for his life, he was not greedy for merit, he decisively withdrew his hand, and the moment he punched the second time, he had already used his strength to soar into the sky!
With a sweep of spiritual thoughts, Ning Lingyu's figure in the pit has disappeared, and she is nowhere to be found.
Invisibility.
Ling Yun sneered, he was too lazy to look for her, because he had more important things to do now.
There is an extra round mirror in his hand, which is the precious mirror of light obtained from Kunzhanle, the light protector of Wanfomen.
Ling Yun remembered that when he was fighting Wanfomen, Kun Zhanle held this precious mirror, and the beam of light from it sent his four magic weapons flying everywhere, almost losing their effectiveness. This is an extremely powerful magic weapon.
"Hey!"
Ling Yun circulated the yin and yang art with one qi, and suddenly poured yin and yang into the precious mirror!
There was no response from the mirror.
"Damn it, it doesn't work!"
If one method doesn't work, you can change it to another one. In just a split second, Ling Yun poured the energy of the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth all over again.
The mirror remained unresponsive.
"Buddha power... Where can I find pure Buddha power to serve you at this time?"
Ling Yun sighed helplessly, and was about to take back the Guangming mirror into the Taixu ring, but at this moment, a blessing came to his heart!
Shenwu Chunyang Immortal Art!
Without hesitation, Ling Yun activated the Shenwu Chunyang Xianjue suddenly, injecting the purest blazing yang energy into the precious mirror!
brush!
A blazing and dazzling white beam of light, like a straight bolt of lightning, pierced through the dark night sky, shining as bright as day in the surrounding kilometer range!
"Damn it, baby!"
Ling Yun was overjoyed, he grabbed the precious mirror, and pointed at Ning Lingyu's top-quality flying sword in the air!
The beam of light can still have an unhappiness, point and hit!
The white beam of light swept onto the blue flying sword in an instant, and there was a chirping sound, and the blue flying sword, which was fighting against the blue shadow flying sword, stopped for an instant and trembled violently for a few moments in the air. , and then fell headlong towards the ground.
"Haha, it's fun!"
Ling Yun discovered something extraordinary, and was immediately overjoyed: "I'll take a photo! I'll take a photo! I'll take a photo again!"
Wrists shook one after another, and the white beam of light quickly hit the other three flying swords respectively, knocking them all out of the air!
"I see."
Ling Yun soon knew what was going on. The beam of light emitted by the mirror of light normally had two functions. One was to cut off the link between the magic weapon and its master, causing the master to temporarily lose control of the magic weapon.
The other one is even more ruthless. Once its white beam of light hits, the weapon spirit inside the magic weapon will be severely injured and fall into a dormant state!
Ling Yun immediately cast Tianzutong, brushed and brushed, put away all four flying swords that fell on the ground, and threw them directly into the Taixu ring.
After doing all this, Ling Yun heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately set his sights on Ning Lingyu's natal flying sword again!
Refined with immortal power, this is a flying sword that is not inferior to the Dragon Emperor's magic sword!
"I will take a picture!"
When Ling Yun was having fun, he raised his mirror to take a picture!
It's a pity that before the beam of light swept over, the Taoist flying sword had already broken away from the entanglement of the Dragon Emperor's sword, turned into a white light, and fled away.
"Hmph, can you escape?"
Ling Yun set foot in the sky and directly casted his Celestial Eye!
"Ning Lingyu"'s invisibility technique immediately failed, and she appeared under Ling Yun's Celestial Eye. She had already escaped dozens of miles away, and she was teleporting towards the south at an extremely fast speed!
The corner of Ling Yun's mouth smiled slightly, and he didn't bother to chase after him. After thinking about it, he felt that Ning Lingyu couldn't escape, and he would almost fight him desperately when he came back, so he moved with his divine sense.
"You can really hold your breath."
The old man's teasing voice sounded, and then, a huge willow tree with a diameter of one meter and a height of more than 20 meters appeared in front of Ling Yun out of thin air.
It is the inheritance of the Ling family, Ghost God Willow.
Now this ghost willow is absolutely luxuriant, with thousands of branches. The relatively long willow branches are more than ten meters long, and the whole body is full of green light. Although it is green, it does not look scary at night, but the kind of Very emerald green, representing the light of infinite vitality.
"Senior, please help me. I will lend you nine longer wicker sticks and three thinner branches."
"How long and thin, boy, please explain clearly." Guishen Liu responded with thoughts.
Ling Yun immediately rolled his eyes, thinking that I said how long and thin, can you understand me? But since Ghost God Liu asked, he still said it directly.
The nine willow branches are about ten meters long, the three sections of willow branches are about one meter long, and the thickness of the little fingers is the best.
"I can give it to you, but remember to bring me with you when you enter the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor."
Ling Yun: "..."
Of course he knew why Ghost God Liu made this request, he was "hungry"!
"Senior, are we going too far with the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor?" Ling Yun discussed carefully.
"Beimang Mountain is also fine. There are countless lonely souls and wild ghosts there, and no one cares about it. It's enough for me to have a full meal." Ghost God Liu immediately mentioned another place.
Ling Yun laughed happily: "Then it's settled!"
"Okay! Take it!"
swipe swipe...
Nine soft willow branches about ten meters long, three sections of willow branches one meter long and as thick as a little finger, silently separated from the crown of the tree, and lay horizontally in front of Ling Yun.
"Thank you senior!"
Ling Yun's divine thought moved: "Entanglement!"
I saw that the nine willow sticks, automatically without wind, entangled with each other like nine spirit snakes in an instant, and soon "weaved" themselves into a ten-meter-long whip.
At the same time, the three sections of willow branches were also twisted together like twisted twisted flowers, turning into a section of rattan.
Ling Yun raised his hand and first grabbed the one-meter-long rattan in his hand, and shook it vigorously, feeling very convenient.
"From now on, you are called Daxianbian."
Then he grabbed the ten-meter-long long whip, waved it casually, and danced like a flying spirit snake: "Your name is Jie Xiansuo."
Hit the fairy whip and tie the fairy rope.
"The willow of ghosts and gods has a special restraint effect on intangible things such as souls, spiritual ideas, and divine consciousness souls. Also useless."
"Jiang Ziya, have you heard of it? Taoist patriarch Jiang Ziya, the weapon in his hand is a magic whip. The main material is this kind of wood."
Ling Yun remembered very clearly that this was the boy Mo Wudao, what he had said to him the first time he saw Guishen Liu, and then the two were so excited that they ran around in the middle of the night on the 15th of July on the Ghost Festival. Tree.
Now, Ling Yun has long been convinced of this, because this is the spirit of the Emperor's Book, and the old man Shouben told him personally.
Ning Lingyu, in the final analysis, is still a matter of soul. To deal with her, this is the best weapon.
If someone else treated Ling Yun like this, he wouldn't need to spend so much effort, he would have killed the Dragon Emperor's Magic Sword, Chunyang Immortal Sword, Blood Transforming Sword, Golden Dragon Spear and so on.
But this won't work, just now Ling Yun punched twice and was reluctant to fight, such a terrifying punch, such a domineering punch, what if Ling Yu's head was broken
The current weapon is so good, it’s just wood, you don’t have to worry about missing arms or legs when you draw it on your body, it also specializes in hitting the consciousness and soul, Ling Yun can fight as much as you want.
boom!
As soon as Ling Yun finished making the new weapon, he heard a loud bang from far away, and the ground under his feet shook violently. The ground really shook!
It turned out that after "Ning Lingyu" fled incognito, he fled along a straight line to the distance, and bumped into the invisible boundary of Xiaotiandi.
Then it was bounced back hard!
Human Emperor's Pen, Earth Emperor's Book, when she crossed the catastrophe, she was already able to isolate the world and fight against the thunder and lightning hand, not to mention that after snatching so many "gifts from heaven", she has grown to this day
Ling Yun's mind moved.
The Dragon Emperor's magic sword returned to the eyebrows.
The four magic weapons were all retracted into the body.
The Shennong Ding, the Bright Mirror, and the Blood-Transforming Sword are all included in the Taixu Ring.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he held the fairy whip in his left hand, and danced the fairy rope with his right hand like a snake swimming in the air, and flew towards the place where Ning Lingyu fell.
(end of this chapter)