"Let's see and then talk. If it doesn't work, just kill him!" Because of the relationship between the Bailing Sect and the killing of him in the past two days, Chang Sheng has long disliked the Yunxiao Sect's people.
Just after they finished speaking, Chang Sheng and the two saw a figure flying over from a distance. With a wicked smile on his handsome face, he stared at Chang Sheng and the soul boy and said, "What a coincidence. I met you this time.
Two guys here."
"It seems that you are not very happy to meet us!" Chang Sheng squinted his eyes slightly, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed away, and stared at Qi Ling, his tone was lukewarm. But he was completely contemptuous of Qi Ling.
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Qi Ling got a folding fan from somewhere, opened it gently, shook the folding fan, and walked slowly towards Chang Sheng and the soul boy with leisurely steps.[
Every time his footsteps fell, they were extremely rhythmic. Wearing cloth shoes, he would not make any sound. Qi Ling's footsteps seemed to be full of magic. Every time he took a step, there was a huge sound.
The consciousness of Sheng and Lingtong seemed like a blunt instrument was constantly hitting their souls, trying to scatter their souls directly.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he took a look at the surrounding situation and found that there were no monks within a hundred meters. Chang Sheng thought about it in his mind. If his movements were more concealed, he would definitely be able to take Qi Ling without anyone noticing.
Down.
"I'm a little unhappy. But you can't be happy anymore." Qi Ling slowly walked to Chang Sheng's side, a little surprised by the physical strength of Wei Sheng and Lingtong. When he used some tricks, they
The two of them actually stood in front of me as if nothing was wrong. Was this an illusion?
"It's stupid." Chang Sheng's eyes were like lightning. When he stared at Qi Ling, he struck like lightning on Qi Ling's body, making Qi Ling tremble unconsciously and feeling a little scared deep inside.
"You are not a mortal, who are you?" Qi Ling finally figured out this truth. Being able to resist the momentum of a Condensation Stage monk is not something a mortal can do. Now Qi Ling finally turned around in his mind
Bent.
"Without becoming an immortal, everyone is just a mortal!" Chang Sheng took a slight step forward. His figure continued to enlarge in Qi Ling's mind, so that Qi Ling had to look up at Chang Sheng to see Chang Sheng's face clearly.
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"Who are you? I am an outstanding disciple of the Yunxiao Sect. If you go against me, there will be no good consequences." Qi Ling tried to calm down the fear of victory deep in his heart, and moved out of his backstage.
Chang Sheng shook his head and said: "Can you be more successful? Don't bring out the power behind you to suppress others. Can't you just solve it on your own? Do you know that when you say this, it's like you were bullied and cried when you were a child?
You look like you are shouting to go home and find your parents?" These words made Qi Ling's face turn blue and white. He was holding a ball of anger in his heart, but he did not dare to vent it out for fear of being directly killed by the person in front of him. It was easy to get rid of the other party.
Judging from the pressure he put on himself, he was no match for him at all!
Qi Ling understands this. Now he just hopes that the people from Ruofu can come quickly, so that he still has a chance of survival!