"I'm giving you face, but you don't want it! You're just a ninth-level warrior, you're really asking for your own death!" Ling Wan'er's face turned cold, her delicate and savage nature exposed.
All Ling Wan'er needed to do was use her words to get angry. The two patron saint brothers immediately changed their colors, their aura gradually spread out, and their faces were full of cold murderous intent.
"Boy, hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy, little junior sister, otherwise I won't let you beg for death, you won't be able to beg for death!" When the third senior brother spoke, the flesh on his face kept trembling.
"Third Senior Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Let me deal with this kid. Junior Sister, watch how I smash his handsome face." Fifth Senior Brother said with a sinister smile, and blocked the Third Senior Brother first.
"Hey, brothers, be careful, he is also an immortal cultivator." Ling Wan'er was shocked in her heart. While screaming, she immediately rushed towards the back of the pavilion.
"You want to run away! I'll kill you!" Long Ao snorted coldly, and in a flash, he chased after Ling Wan'er.
"Seeking death!" The two of them drew their swords at the same time, and the sword light intertwined into an airtight net, instantly blocking the direction in which Long Ao was charging forward.
"Hmph!" When Long Ao's figure rose up, his hands emitted a green light and he grabbed at the sword light.
Long Ao's strength could not be resisted by these two people. Long Ao rushed out of the pavilion in the blink of an eye, while the two men groaned at the same time and looked at Long Ao's flying figure in disbelief.
"Junior sister, be careful." The two men yelled urgently and immediately took out the magic weapon. However, because Long Ao was too fast, they were afraid of accidentally injuring the little junior sister, so they threw rat-proof weapons and could only fly after them.
Ling Wan'er originally thought that Long Ao was only a ninth-level warrior, so she dared to be confident, but she didn't expect that he was such a powerful immortal cultivator and that the two senior brothers could not block one of his moves.
Outside the pavilion, a rugged mountain road leads directly to Tianfengmen's headquarters. Ling Wan'er quickly pounced on it, and at the same time waved her hand, and a shining silver bell began to shake at Long Ao.
"No, there's something weird about this bell!"
As soon as Long Ao's spiritual consciousness came into contact with the bell, he suddenly felt dizzy. The spiritual power emitted by the bell was too powerful.
"The resurrecting bell of the master's uncle is actually in the hands of the junior sister?"
The fifth senior brother was originally ready to catch up, but because of the appearance of the bell, he was frightened and backed away.
The third senior brother rushed too fast and did not have time to react. The power of the Resurrection Bell had already rushed towards him.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the third senior brother was already standing there numbly, with a dull look on his face, and tears even flowed from his eyes. As the bell rang faster and faster, the third senior brother finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The fifth senior brother had already retreated dozens of feet, but he still felt unwell all over. The resurrecting bell had caused him to become a little confused. He immediately sat cross-legged and meditated to stabilize his mind.
The Resurrection Bell is a top-grade intermediate magic weapon. Magic weapons of this level can often become treasures of the Shock Sect, but Ling Wan'er is able to possess this magic weapon because of her special status.
Ling Wan'er's hand was surrounded by silver light. Using this magic weapon with the strength of level three weapon refiner was simply going against the will of heaven. If Long Ao hadn't been too fast, Ling Wan'er wouldn't have used such a powerful magic weapon.
"Little Junior Sister, Third Senior Brother, I'm afraid he can't hold on anymore." Fifth Senior Brother retreated another dozens of feet and shouted loudly.
The third senior brother suddenly covered his ears with his hands and roared angrily. His brain was in extreme pain. He was surrounded by illusions formed by demons. The mental terror brought him to the point of collapse.
Long Ao's figure froze in the air, and the sound of the bell completely enveloped him.
A strong dizziness came to his mind. Although Long Ao's willpower was extremely strong, the power of the resurrecting bell firmly suppressed Long Ao's willpower.
The hallucination appeared instantly. Under the sun, Liu Qing was smiling to herself, "Ao, come and save me. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"No, it must be an illusion." Long Ao shook his head desperately and wanted to rush over to restrain Ling Wan'er, but found that the blood and energy in his body were churning and his legs could not move at all.
Long Ao's face became ferocious, and he gritted his teeth to support the attack of the Resurrection Bell, and the illusion became more and more obvious.
Liu Qing's figure suddenly appeared everywhere, constantly shouting: "Brother Long, save me quickly."
"Qing'er!" Long Ao's willpower relaxed, and Liu Qing's figure became more real.
"Ah!" Long Ao roared, and his body instantly floated ten feet forward, but Liu Qing's figure immediately disappeared, and then appeared again ten feet away.
At this moment, the sound of the bell suddenly stopped, and Long Ao's eyes suddenly lit up. All illusions in front of him were gone. Standing in front of him was Liu Qing, and it was clearly Ling Wan'er holding the bell.
"Don't come here, otherwise I will cast a spell again." Ling Wan'er said in a sweet voice with a pale face, her heart was boiling with blood, and a mouthful of blood had already rushed to her throat.
Ling Wan'er is not soft-hearted, but she no longer has the spiritual power to control the resurrecting bell.
"Gulu!"
Ling Wan'er's strength was too low, so she reluctantly used this powerful magic weapon. She didn't have enough spiritual power to cause the magic weapon to backfire, and her actual injuries were more serious than Long Ao's.
In order to prevent Long Ao from noticing the abnormality, Ling Wan'er swallowed the blood forcibly, and her face became even paler, like a piece of paper. The fifth senior brother suddenly took out a roll from his arms, and after tearing it open, there was a flash of white light.
It is Tianfengmen’s distress signal.
Long Ao's head was still dizzy. The magic weapon in Ling Wan'er's hand was too powerful. If her strength were higher, wouldn't he be powerless to resist?
After the white light flashed, Long Ao's eyes flashed with a sharp light. This must be their distress signal. Thinking of this, he felt anxious and must defeat them quickly.
After the ringing of the resurrecting bell stopped, the third senior brother roared and fell to the ground bleeding.
"Even if the third senior brother is not dead, he is just an idiot. Damn it, I can't control the attack range of this resurrecting bell." Ling Wan'er regretted using such a powerful magic weapon casually. In the end, instead of killing the opponent, she accidentally injured the third senior brother.
"Boy, you killed my third senior brother. You have no chance of surviving today." Ling Wan'er said angrily, instantly blaming Long Ao for the third senior brother's death.
Long Ao stared at the silver resurrecting bell, an evil smile flashed in his eyes. Such a magic weapon was too hidden in her hands. If she had such a perverted attack magic weapon, she would be sure to kill the Yuqing Sect.
A few points more.
"Don't come here, or I will continue to ring the Resurrection Bell!" Ling Wan'er suddenly screamed. At this time, the spiritual power in her body collapsed and she could no longer control the Resurrection Bell.
"The elders of their sect are here. I'm afraid it only takes a few minutes. I have to deal with them quickly and snatch the Resurrection Bell." After Long Ao decided what to do next, a cold smile appeared on his face.
Seeing Long Ao's sneer, Ling Wan'er hurriedly tried to ring the bell. At this moment, the blood and energy in her body finally became uncontrollable. She felt her nose was sore and bright red blood spurted out from her nostrils.
"Ah, don't come here. Someone from my school has already arrived. If you dare to hurt me, you will definitely die." Ling Wan'er looked fierce at this time, like a lamb encountering a hungry wolf, spitting out blood.
"Hmph!" Long Ao's strong murderous intention appeared on his face, and he flashed towards Ling Wan'er.