The silk thread exploded in his hand, and Luo Mengyi did not stop at all. He gently held his five fingers, and the spiritual threads around him were very close.

The silk thread transformed from spiritual power is like hair, but it is extremely tough. Countless silk threads are like cages, and they are like meat grinders, preparing to completely divide Li Linna into countless pieces.

Seeing the other party's intention, Li Linna gently raised her delicate eyebrows, opened her hands, and gathered her spiritual threads around her, then pulled her hands towards her chest.

The spiritual power silk thread made a subtle sound, like the string on the guzheng tensed instantly, and easily cut off the silk thread in Luo Mengyi's body in everyone's surprised eyes.

When the two fought for the first time, Luo Mengyi seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"If it were just like this, you might not be able to defeat me." Li Linna's lips raised a smile.

Faced with Li Lina's ridicule, Luo Mengyi did not speak, slowly raised her hands, and countless spiritual threads were like hair, trying to penetrate Li Lina's body directly.

It seemed as if he knew the other party would do this early in the morning. When Luo Mengyi took action, Li Linna slowly let go of her other hand, and the spiritual thread on one of the hands shrank a little, moving her position a little.

All the silk threads pierced into the stone wall behind Li Linna, leaving countless dense holes, making her scalp numb.

"I'll go, it's really a terrible move."

"It's so scary. Is this a contest between women?"

"Is this a competition? Does this look like a competition?"

This reckless offensive made the audience members in the audience sweat. These two people were so fierce.

After watching for a moment, Lin Changfeng lost interest. The two of them used spiritual power very well, but... they still lacked some charm.

Before Li Lina could speak, she could sense a breeze blowing from her side.

Turning his head and looking at it, countless silk threads were like long whips, trying to cut her off in half.

Her scalp exploded and her eyelids twitched. Li Linna didn't expect the other party to be so crazy, as if this was not a competition, but a life-and-death stadium, and a life-and-death battle.

Before she could think about it carefully, the spiritual silk thread came in a flash. To endure the uneasiness in her heart, Li Linna closed her hands together, and the powerful spiritual power exploded in her palm, turning into silk threads to wrap her in it.

The silk thread collided with the silk thread, making a harsh sound, and a huge gap appeared in the silk thread that wrapped around Li Lina.

It is hard to imagine how miserable she would be if she had not been wrapped in spiritual silk threads.

"I advise you to use your power." Luo Mengyi stepped out, and the silk thread under his feet spread around, without giving the other party any chance to answer.

I understand that if I hide it, something will definitely happen. Li Linna also corrected her attitude and faced it seriously.

Glanced at the silk thread under Luo Mengyi's feet, Li Linna raised her hand and waved it, and strands of silk threads climbed onto the ground like hair.

Two forces spread on the ground like spider webs, fighting and fighting, and broken silk threads kept shooting uncontrollably into the surroundings.

The stone walls around the two of them were covered with dense pinholes everywhere, making their scalp numb.

The two stood on the silk threads under their feet. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Luo Mengyi suddenly took a step back.

Amid many people's puzzled eyes, strands of silk thread ejected from the ground, almost piercing the saint's chin.

With a slightly frowning, Luo Mengyi raised his hand and suddenly appeared around him, wrapped in endless cold light, and slashed down around him.

Where the silk thread fell, there were tiny and deep marks on the ground of the arena. If it were just a trace, it would definitely not be noticed, but there were too many of these small traces.

Even Li Lina, who had the upper hand, had to avoid it at this moment. Several subtle marks appeared where she was standing just now.

His body was completely wrapped in silk thread, and Li Linna frowned her delicate eyebrows and looked at Luo Mengyi as if she was thinking about something.

"Stage 2?"

When everyone heard Li Linna’s question, they were still a little puzzled. Is this still divided into stages?

On the elder's mat, Ye Tianxia and Qin Huichen's eyes fell on Dongfang Han.

Among the five elders, only Dongfang Han has a deep connection with Kunlun Taoist Palace, and everyone hopes that he can explain it.

With a long sigh, Dongfang Han explained: "I don't know much, but Qianling Fantasy Silk is indeed divided into three stages."

"The first stage is what you see. The spiritual power turns into countless silk threads, and each silk thread is given to life. They can dance freely, and their tenacity is unimaginable."

"The second stage should be Luo Mengyi's current state. The silk thread can condense into the shape he wants, and the degree of toughness and lethality will also increase greatly."

"The third stage...I don't know either."

Everyone looked at Luo Mengyi in the middle of the Tianzi ring. The huge lotus made of silk threads under her feet was slowly blooming. As the lotus bloomed, the silk threads under the lotus were surging around like waves, layer by layer, and the power was constantly increasing.

Li Linna looked at Luo Mengyi, who was standing above the lotus and looking at the cold eyes of all living beings, her eyes were full of shock.

"How much can you understand the martial arts of Kunlun Taoist Palace?"

The tone was cold, and at this moment, Luo Mengyi seemed to have completely untied some kind of seal, cold, sacred, and inviolable.

He kept dodging the wave of silk threads, one wave higher than another, and the strength continued layer by layer. At this time, Li Linna seemed extremely embarrassed.

Lin Changfeng in the audience opened his eyes and whispered: "I lost."

Bai Yue nodded and said with a little envy: "Indeed, Luo Mengyi is too strong, especially this lotus, the wave of silk threads underneath is too surging."

Shaking his head, Lin Changfeng looked at Li Linna and frowned and said, "Luo Mengyi is going to lose."

Bai Yue was a little puzzled, and Song Rushuang also looked at Lin Changfeng sideways. The scene below shows a lot of things, and Li Linna was obviously at a disadvantage.

The audience sitting with Lin Changfeng was also confused. They admitted that Lin Changfeng was very strong, but they could not speak like this.

This conclusion did not spread, but the changes on the arena confirmed Lin Changfeng's words.

After avoiding a wave of silk threads, Li Linna's mouth raised slightly, her right hand slightly raised, and her five fingers were clenched.

Luo Mengyi, who was standing above the lotus, suddenly shook his body, and the lotus under his feet also showed signs of collapse.

"What's going on?"

"Yes, aren't you going to win soon? Why is this happening?"

The audience burst into flames, but some careful people noticed the abnormality and exclaimed: "Look! The mixed-race beauty has silk thread in her hands!"

Everyone stared at Li Linna's five fingers attentively. Under the reflection of the sun, five subtle and undetectable silk threads appeared on her fingertips.

The other end of the silk thread was connected to Luo Mengyi's body, and she was like a puppet controlled by someone.

With her pupils shrunk, she stared at Li Linna and asked in confusion: "Stage 3?"

"No! This is not the third stage."

Staring at Li Linna in confusion, she waited for the other party to explain.

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