"Hahaha, I'm scared to death!" Lin Sansheng laughed, feeling angrily in his heart. The sword just now almost split him in half. Even with his strong self-healing ability, it took a lot of strength to recover. come over.
He is worthy of being the Supreme Immortal, the number one person in the Misty Immortal Realm. This casual sword strike has such power. If he takes it seriously, his self-healing power may not be able to keep up with the trauma suffered by his body!
Perhaps except for Lin Sansheng himself, no one else could see the power contained in this sword light, but Luo Xiaoman felt it.
Her mind was solemn, staring at the magnificent palace in front of her.
If the strength of the Immortal King is one, then through the power of the sword just now, the strength of the Supreme Immortal Lord will be a hundred.
This is no longer a slight difference, but a huge difference!
"Xiaoman!" Kunlun looked over, with a rare look of worry on Qingjun's face. It seemed that he, like Luo Xiaoman, felt the power of the sword just now.
Luo Xiaoman shook his head, without hesitation, and walked towards the magnificent palace without saying a word.
No matter how strong the Supreme Immortal Lord is, at this point, she can only choose to face the difficulties!
Kunlun looked at Luo Xiaoman's back and followed him without any hesitation.
The evil general and the Blood Emperor looked at each other and followed Luo Xiaoman's footsteps.
They were ordered by the Demon Lord to protect the Demon Concubine. Otherwise, even if they survived, they would still be responsible.
"Hey, little miss, wait for us!" Here, Lin Sansheng and Ling Yan also quickly adjusted and quickly followed everyone's footsteps.
Luo Xiaoman felt the unwavering figures behind him, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and a strong self-confidence surged in his heart.
She is not fighting alone, but has a group of comrades who can trust her back!
Um
Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman stopped and stared at a figure walking out of the palace.
"Oh, Lord Qingcang, are you still alive?" She raised her lips, looked at this enchanting figure jokingly, and said, "But with your current strength, can you stop us?"
"Luo Xiaoman, you are indeed very powerful, so powerful that it is beyond the immortal's expectation." Li Zhi shook his head, with no trace of fear on his charming face. "However, as long as I am still alive, I must block this place. You can only enter inside by killing me and stepping over my body."
"Okay." Luo Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Since you are so stupid, then I have no choice but to help you."
"Xiaoman, wait."
At this moment, a figure flew over and stood in front of Luo Xiaoman.
Luo Xiaoman took a closer look and couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Grandpa Dean?"
The person who came was none other than the dean of the Holy Academy, Hu Yan Ruofeng.
Hu Yanruofeng stared at Li Zhi closely and said with a complicated expression: "This woman... just leave it to me."
Luo Xiaoman took a deep look at Huyan Ruofeng and nodded. "Then she will be handed over to the dean."
"Thank you."
As soon as the words fell, Luo Xiaoman's figure moved and he rushed towards the palace gate.
"Don't even think about it!" Li Zhi's pupils shrank and he quickly stepped forward to intercept, but a figure blocked her faster.
"Li Zhi, your opponent is me!"
"Get away!"
Li Zhi raised his hand and suddenly grabbed Huyan Ruofeng's heart.
However, Hu Yanruofeng did not dodge, but also raised his hand and held it with hers.
(End of chapter)