Li Ao said righteously: "Qu Yikun and Li Yuting have now been punished. This matter has nothing to do with their families. You should not implicate them!"
"What's more, you have implicated innocent people in order to get revenge!"
Zhao Yazhi said slowly: "I don't care about this, I only know that I must take revenge on them, and only by implicating their nine tribes can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"If you want to be a stumbling block for me, just come on, I want to see how capable you are!"
Li Ao shook his head helplessly, and then his eyes flashed: "Three Talents Formation, line up!"
As soon as the words fell, Li Ao and Ling Yujie stood at their positions. Ling Yujie pulled out the mahogany sword and stared at Zhao Yazhi with his eyes.
Li Ao was also unambiguous. He bit his own finger, touched it on Zhao Yazhi's body, and threw a red pill into Zhao Yazhi's mouth.
At this time, Ling Yujie had already rushed towards the resentful spirit Zhao Yazhi. Zhao Yazhi looked at Ling Yujie with a sneer. Now she had sucked Lin Ling's soul into her body. Since Lin Ling's soul and her own soul complemented each other, although she had not completely merged with Lin Ling's soul, However, Zhao Yazhi's current strength is not what it used to be.
She pointed at Ling Yujie and said slowly: "Ding!"
Mo Lin, who was standing behind Ling Yujie, and Fang Lan in the Tianzi Formation, both felt that there was a cold air surrounding them outside.
In an instant, they were immobilized by this ghostly cold. They could not move an inch and could only look around with difficulty.
However, although this ghostly cold froze Mo Lin and Fang Lan, it was of no use to Ling Yujie and Li Ao who were directly in front.
At this time, Ling Yujie pushed forward hard. The distance between him and Zhao Yazhi was already quite close, and the peach wood sword in his hand was ready to go.
Zhao Yazhi was not shocked when she saw that Gui Han had no effect on Ling Yujie. This time she gathered Gui Han in her hands and grabbed Ling Yujie's peach wood sword.
"bump!"
There was a loud noise, and Ling Yujie's mahogany sword was broken into several inches. Zhao Yazhi showed a sneer and slapped Ling Yujie on the chest with his backhand.
According to Zhao Yazhi's assumption, Ling Yujie would definitely be frozen by her powerful ghost cold, the yin energy would enter his body, and his blood would solidify and die.
However, to her surprise, Ling Yujie not only did not do what she expected, but instead took the opportunity to put a red rope on her hand, and a dagger engraved with dense runes appeared in his right hand. The knife stabbed into Zhao Yazhi's ghost body.
"ah!"
Zhao Yazhi roared, and at the same time, her other hand condensed with ghost cold slapped Ling Yujie's chest again.
However, her palm had no effect on Ling Yujie at all. It was like a child hitting him with a fist, neither painful nor itchy.
Ling Yujie had no worries at all and allowed Zhao Yazhi to beat him like that. He had already tied one of Zhao Yazhi's hands, and Zhao Yazhi could not escape no matter what.
He stabbed the dagger into Zhao Yazhi's soul body again, stirred it in her soul body, and when he pulled it out, there was still a wisp of soul on the knife.
That's right, this was a ray of Lin Ling's soul. Ling Yujie put it away when he felt good, let go of the red line, and hurriedly flew back into the ground word formation.
"asshole!"
Zhao Yazhi roared angrily, she grabbed the red rope, and a wave of ghost cold rushed towards Ling Yujie along the red rope. Ling Yujie snapped his fingers, and a ray of karma burned along the red rope, and collided with the ghost cold. More or less is just enough to offset the ghost cold.
Li Ao, who was in the Tianzi Formation, nodded slightly as he watched this scene and agreed with Ling Yujie's approach.
The dagger Ling Yujie is holding is called the Thousand Killing Knife. It is the knife used by Ling Chi in ancient Chinese torture. Every Thousand Killing Knife is made from piles of dead people. The knife has a very strong sword aura and murderous aura, even if Even the resentful spirits should be afraid of three points.
However, what Ling Yujie was holding was his improved Thousand Killing Sword. The Thousand Killing Sword in his hand could separate the souls of two different people without damaging the souls.
Ling Yujie glanced at Lin Ling's soul. This was Lin Ling's heavenly soul. Ling Yujie hurriedly put her in the small porcelain bottle he carried with him.
Then she rushed towards Zhao Yazhi without any worries like last time. After a fight, Lin Ling's soul was also attracted by Ling Yujie.
This time Zhao Yazhi was careful. She discovered that behind Ling Yujie, in the "ground" formation, there was a circular seven-star lantern burning.
As long as Ling Yujie resisted her Ghost Cold Palm once, the light of the seven-star lantern in the earth-shaped array would waver.
Zhao Yazhi glanced at Mo Lin next to the seven-star lantern again. From the beginning to the end, Mo Lin never left the lamp. Indeed, protecting the seven-star lantern from going out was also a task assigned to Mo Lin by Ling Yujie.
Ling Yujie's situation belongs to "borrowing". In Taoism, there are spells that ask gods to borrow spells. Naturally, there are also spells that ask gods to borrow spells. The principle is the same. They all borrow from a certain god through formations. mana.
Therefore, Ling Yujie is not really not afraid of Zhao Yazhi's ghost cold invasion. As long as the seven-star lamp in the earth-character array does not go out, Zhao Yazhi will not be able to deal with Ling Yujie.
After understanding this, Zhao Yazhi's fear of Ling Yujie completely disappeared.
Zhao Yazhi's feet were lifted off the ground, her whole ghost body was floating in the air, and her cold eyes were staring at Mo Lin.
Seeing this, Mo Lin secretly thought something bad. It seemed that Zhao Yazhi had discovered the secret of the seven-star lantern. He hurriedly stepped forward to block the seven-star lantern behind him.
Suddenly, dozens of dark ghost auras attacked Mo Lin and Ling Yujie. Ling Yujie hurriedly blocked most of the ghost auras, but there were still three ghost auras rushing towards Mo Lin.
Mo Lin immediately took out the talisman that Ling Yujie had given him before and stood in front of him, absorbing the ghost energy that rushed towards Mo Lin.
Just when Mo Lin thought she could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Yazhi suddenly rushed out from the floating ghost aura, and threw her wet hair towards the seven-star lantern, destroying the seven-star lantern in just an instant.
At the same time, her ghostly palm slapped Molin's forehead mercilessly. All of this happened so suddenly that Molin was caught off guard.
His body fell backwards subconsciously. If Zhao Yazhi's palm was real, Mo Lin would definitely not survive!
Just as this palm was about to hit Mo Lin's forehead, at this moment, a hand emerged from behind Mo Lin, just in time to meet Zhao Yazhi's palm!
"bump!"
Zhao Yazhi was actually pushed back. She looked at the owner of this hand in disbelief.
Yes, this person is Li Ao.
Zhao Yazhi hurriedly observed the situation in the Tianzi Formation to see if Li Ao was borrowing the law like Ling Yujie.
"Don't look, I didn't use the borrowing technique!" Li Ao said lightly: "My physique is not afraid of your ghost cold!"
Zhao Yazhi said in disbelief: "Impossible, my ghost cold human beings can't bear it at all, my physique is special... my physique is special..."
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