Mr. Chen recognized at a glance that the flame that burned up his arrows was the head of the seven true fires known as the Nine Heavens.
"Haha, boy, you have some knowledge."
Ling Luo raised her hand and moved her heart as she pleased, and the Sun Temple rose from the ground. Under her control, the tower tilted and smashed towards Mr. Chen.
"But you'd better die!"
She was very disgusted with this male-female-looking shemale, who came to trouble her again and again.
"哐"
The Temple of the Sun suddenly fell down.
Mr. Chen looked horrified, threw away his helmet and armor, and even the unicorn jade bow in his hand. He threw it away and ran away.
But he still couldn't escape from the sphere of influence of the Sun Temple, and one of his legs was crushed underneath, turning into broken bones and flesh.
"Ahhhhhh-"
Mr. Chen was lying on the ground, looking up to the sky and screaming in heart-rending pain.
"stop!!!"
An old and long roar, like the sound of bells and drums, resounded through the control, shaking the souls of the three hundred thousand disciples in the Tianxing Arena.
"Ling Luo, don't kill my disciple!"
Elder Songhe took advantage of the wind and jumped up from the elder's chair. His body fell from the highest height, and he was dressed in Taoist robes, and the wind blew fiercely.
In order to stop Ling Luo, he even unleashed his domineering cultivation in the Yin and Yang realm that was above the divine transformation stage without any scruples.
"Woo! Gu! Ba! Well! Hum! Acridine! Phew! Phew."
In order to stop Ling Luo and save his beloved disciple's life, he even summoned up a lot of his true energy in mid-air to sing the famous Tianlong Bayin.
This Tianlong Bayin is the secret holy method of Yu Gongque. Only people at the elder level are qualified to learn it. It is not comparable to the eight magical powers practiced by the true disciples.
Ling Luo felt dizzy before her eyes, and in the air, sound waves were rustling, and the sound was killing.
The air around her was distorted by Elder Songhe's powerful and domineering Tianlong Bayin.
Ling Luo's brain was about to explode, her chest hurt terribly, a fishy-sweet smell came up, and blood spurted out from her mouth.
Sure enough, a god cultivator like Elder Songhe who had entered the Yin and Yang realm was beyond her imagination.
Ling Luo relied on the Sun Temple to avoid fainting.
She was closest to Elder Songhe, and her heart was already shocked.
Fortunately, she had the tree of life as her heart, which had the ability to create and repair. She felt better after the spiritual power of the Holy Light was continuously fed into her body, and the pain was relieved a lot.
Elder Songhe landed on the ground, pushed open the Sun Temple with one palm, and pulled out Mr. Chen, whose legs were already bloody and bloody. He had a look of regret on his face, and there was even a faint light of thunder in the corners of his eyes.
"Chen'er, wake up quickly!"
Elder Songhe loves Mr. Chen as much as his own granddaughter Song Yiran.
He quickly took out two precious Yin Yang Longevity Pills and stuffed them into Mr. Chen's mouth to save his life.
Mr. Chen woke up leisurely, his face was pale, his breath was as thin as a thread, his eyes were ashamed, and his voice was trembling: "I'm sorry, Master, I...I..."
I was so ashamed and in so much pain that I couldn't even say a normal word.
"Chen'er, please stop talking and follow me back to Zidian Peak to recover from your injuries."
Elder Songhe let out a deep sigh and looked as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
After saying that, Elder Songhe picked up Young Master Chen's blood-stained body and stood up to leave.