Once someone touches her bottom line, that cruel and murderous soul will burst out in an instant.
However, he liked her no matter what she was like.
And her very domineering words "Whoever dares to touch me" sound particularly pleasant to the ears.
"Do you want to commit suicide to make amends, or do you want me to do it myself?"
He raised his hand, seemingly playing with his nails lazily, and a bloodthirsty and cold look quietly and silently crept into his eyes.
She was not joking, but was very serious, letting the other party make a choice!
"Damn little brat, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"
When Ling'er heard him say this, her expression became even softer.
That look was not of fear, but of joy.
In fact, she would be afraid if he really chose to commit suicide, for she was afraid that he would not die in a way that would be unforgettable!
The black fighting spirit connected the sky and the earth, and instantly rose above the old man in blue.
Black fighting spirit
This old guy is actually from the demon world!
It’s strange, how could people from the demon world appear in the territory of Apocalypse
Hong Yan looked at the black fighting spirit, and his little face became solemn.
The black airflow suddenly turned into a ferocious monster, like a ghost in the dark night, looking eerie and terrifying.
The minions born from darkness swayed their bodies left and right, reaching for the white color.
Ling'er stood quietly, smiling faintly without saying a word.
Suddenly, purple spiritual power poured out like a flood, confronting the darkness head-on.
The fierce collision of two powerful spiritual powers contained infinite strength. In an instant, the trees swayed and the grass withered, as if the air flows were deformed and distorted in this competition of spiritual power.
At this moment, the old man in blue suddenly leaped out of the darkness, turned his spiritual power into a long whip, and swept towards Ling'er.
"Spiritual power is fading away. Ha, old man, I didn't expect you to have reached level 15!"
Ling'er stepped back and slid her body backwards, avoiding the whip that was wrapped in black spiritual power.
With a wave of her little hand, a long purple whip appeared out of thin air in Ling'er's hand. She turned around and attacked, swinging it at the old man in blue.
Perhaps he did not expect Ling'er to have a weapon, the old man in blue was caught off guard, and with a "snap" sound, the purple whip fell.
"Bang!"
The blue figure fell straight from mid-air and hit the ground heavily.
"Purple Spirit Whip! The Purple Spirit Whip is actually in your hand!"
He leaped up and stood up straight.
Looking at the whip with purple light in Ling'er's hand, his eyes were full of disbelief.
Who is this little kid? He is holding the Purple Spirit Whip, one of the three great divine weapons!
"You've seen it all, yet you're still asking? You have Alzheimer's disease!"
Without giving him a chance to breathe, she jumped up again, the purple whip dancing wildly in her hand like a dreamy ribbon, beautiful yet full of danger.
"Ling Xiao level one, go!"
Countless purple spiritual flowers appeared around the purple whip. As Ling'er finished speaking, the purple flowers quickly spun away, hurting people.
“Damn it!”
The old man in blue was completely furious after the fight just now.
Even if this little kid has the legendary magic weapon, she is just a girl. If she wants to fight with him, she may have to practice for another ten or eight years.
However, he would not give her this opportunity.
A talented enemy like this must be strangled in the cradle as soon as possible!
"Darkness, please grant me the power, Dark Storm!"
The black spiritual energy surged endlessly like thousands of troops, instantly annihilating the purple spiritual petals, and then rushed towards Ling'er.
"Ling, be careful, don't let the black spiritual energy get close to your body!" Hong Yan shouted immediately upon seeing this.
The black aura in the demon world is a demonized aura. Once that aura enters the human body, it is difficult to eliminate. It will also demonize all of your original spiritual power. In the end, you will lose your nature and become enslaved by the power of darkness.
When Ling'er heard this, a white light flashed and she disappeared from where she was standing.
"Oh? It disappeared!"
Just when the old man in blue lost his target, Ling'er suddenly appeared behind him, turned her hand around and chopped down heavily with a knife.
The old man in blue came to his senses and dodged quickly, but in the end, a cut was still made on his arm.
"Damn little devil, you're looking for death!"
The scarlet eyes seemed to be showing signs of going crazy, and because of the fight, the bun that was originally tied up had been scattered without her knowing when.
The gray hair fluttered wildly, bathed in the dark light, like a madman.
"Darkness and Silence!"
"What!"
Upon hearing the words "darkness and annihilation", Hong Yan was horrified.
Darkness and annihilation, this is a fatal move.
Judging from Ling'er's current level of cultivation, she simply couldn't resist it.
Damn it, what should I do now
It’s all his fault, it’s all his fault. If he hadn’t disobeyed and ran out without permission, how could he have offended the people from the demon world!
Before Hong Yan could finish his thoughts, he saw Ling'er surrounded by overwhelming darkness.
That kind of evil power, that kind of murderous aura.
Damn it, this is bad!
"Fire Dragon, go!"
As soon as the fire dragon heard Hong Yanda's order, it immediately jumped into the darkness, surrounded Ling'er, and helped her resist the power of darkness.
However, it didn't have much effect.
Ling'er was surrounded by dark forces at this moment. She tried every possible means but couldn't get out of here.
"Damn it, what the hell is this!"
The black power gradually moved closer to her, and seemed to be about to crush her.
At this critical moment, another black force suddenly attacked from the sky.
Then there was a loud "bang" and the dark power instantly scattered all over the ground like broken lenses.
“That power…” There is the aura of the Nine Nether Demon Lord.
Before he could finish the next few words, a purple figure jumped before his eyes.
"Imprisoning power!"
"No!"
After one word, he could no longer move.
Because his cultivation is much higher than Ling'er's, the restraining power can only be used at close range.
However, once he is imprisoned, it means he has lost.
“How is this possible? How is this possible? How could I lose…” Looking at the little kid with a smile as beautiful as a flower standing in front of him, he still had an expression of disbelief.
He practiced for so long, but in the end, he was defeated by a young boy.
This is not a blow, it's an insult!
"Haha, what's the matter? Aren't you going to teach me a lesson? Now, I'm standing in front of you, why don't you move? Huh?" (To be continued)