Mo Jian Lingling is only twelve years old, but has rich combat experience.
Due to her special system and her ability to fight in groups, not only 10,000 but also 8,000 enemies died in her hands.
But until today, she had never met an opponent younger than herself on the battlefield.
However, Lingling could tell at a glance that Lin Xiaodie, who was lying in Nangong Ling's arms and acting coquettishly, was definitely no more than ten years old.
What shocked her even more was that the aura of this little loli was very strange. At a glance, even she, a saint, could not sense the depth of her cultivation.
No, impossible!
A little girl who is less than ten years old and has not obtained Lord Beidou's divine fruit will never be able to advance to the level of a saint!
When she thought that her honor as the "youngest saint" might be in jeopardy, Lingling instinctively felt a sense of resistance in her heart.
The deep sisterly love between Nangong Ling and Little Loli was a feeling that the girl in black had never experienced before, which made her feel queasy and nauseated instinctively.
If Nangong Ling made her deeply disgusted.
The appearance of the little loli made Lingling feel chest tightness and irritability inexplicably.
This is an emotion that comes from the depths of the soul and is completely beyond the control of reason.
Go to hell!
Spurred by this emotion, she finally stopped hesitating, her eyes shot out with a vicious light, and she swung her right hand forward fiercely.
The metal blades and countless spikes, like soldiers with military orders, shot out in unison, turning into a shower of meteors and arrows, falling head-on at Nangong Ling and little Loli. The speed was so fast, the power was so powerful, and they were so far away. Far better than any previous attack.
The moment she took action, a ferocious smile appeared on Lingling's face, as if she had seen the wonderful sight of the two women being stabbed through their bodies by weapons and dying tragically on the spot.
However, the scene in front of her was completely beyond her expectation.
The little Loli, who was rubbing her little face affectionately against the corner of Nangong Ling's clothes, seemed to notice something and suddenly looked up.
With just such a slight glance, the swords and weapons that were originally as fast as the wind and as powerful as a rainbow suddenly stagnated, as if their souls had been sucked out, and became very weak. Then they fell downwards one after another, and fell to the ground with a clang.
"Sister, is she a bad person??"
After "seeing through" Lingling's terrifying moves at a glance, the little Loli didn't seem to feel that she had done anything great. Instead, she turned to Nangong Ling and asked in a sweet voice.
"She may not be a bad person, but she must be our enemy." Nangong Ling gently stroked her silky hair and replied meaningfully, then looked at the little Lolita up and down, "Xiaodie, you Have you been promoted to a saint?"
"yes!"
The little Loli nodded happily, "Senior Sister, my cultivation level surpasses yours!"
"Xiaodie is really awesome!" Nangong Ling praised with a smile, then stretched out her slender hand, pointed at Lingling in the sky and said, "Then do you think you can beat that young lady?"
"Yes, it should be okay, right?" Little Loli glanced at Lingling's petite body standing in the air, and said with some uncertainty, "I heard from Zhong Wen that I don't have many opponents anymore!"
"Oh? Is that what he said?"
Nangong Ling's eyes flashed with inspiration, and there was a faint smile on his pretty face, "Then can I ask you a favor?"
"Yeah." Little Loli nodded repeatedly, "Sister, what do you want me to do?"
"I'm leaving for a while." Nangong Ling's right hand was still pointing at Lingling, her lips parted slightly, and she said slowly, "Beat her, or hold her until I come back."
"I will handle it!"
The little Loli patted her flat chest and responded confidently.
She waved to Nangong Ling with a smile, then jumped up and flew towards Lingling's direction.
How can it be!
She turned out to be a saint!
How could anyone younger than me be a saint?
At this time, Lingling was still immersed in shock, obviously deeply frustrated that she was no longer the youngest saint.
Before that, she might not be the most powerful person in the Stranger Valley, nor was she the one with the most special physique, but she was definitely the one with the highest talent among everyone.
Just because she is only twelve years old, she is still very young, even young.
So what if I can’t beat the song?
As long as she keeps getting stronger, one day the bald man will be trampled under her feet and conquered by her.
Even if she can't win in her lifetime, she can still wear out the opponent to death with her age advantage.
She has more time.
At the age of twelve, she always believed that on the track of time, she would eventually overcome everything and reach the top.
However, the appearance of the little Loli was like a merciless slap on her face.
It wasn't until this moment that Lingling suddenly realized that her advantage was just a joke.
Maybe Ka Laiya, Eugene and others will be defeated by her age, but there will definitely be younger and stronger ones.
The so-called youth is just a relative concept.
After understanding this, Lingling felt as if she had been given a slap in the face, as if her faith had collapsed. She was momentarily lost and fell into extreme confusion and chaos. She stood there blankly and no longer paid attention to the movements of Nangong Ling and others.
It wasn't until she was rushed within ten feet by the little Loli that she suddenly woke up. She felt that the Saint's Domain surrounding her seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and rushed towards the opponent as if life-threatening. Even the spiritual power in Dantian is a little bit ready to move, and it is almost uncontrollable and leaving the body.
What kind of trick is this?
Lingling's complexion suddenly changed, with a hint of panic on her fair little face. She waved her arms together, and several metal spikes that were originally floating in the sky suddenly came together and turned into a dark golden disk, which quickly jumped over. The soles of her feet carried her backwards at an astonishing speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and she was instantly separated by a hundred feet from the little Lolita.
"Eh? Don't run!"
Seeing that the opponent was out of the attack range, the little Loli's eyes lit up, and her face showed a little excitement. She shouted and chased after him with her legs wide open.
In the eyes of little Loli, Linglong's tactical evacuation was a bit like hide-and-seek, which made her energetic and full of interest.
"It's really time for me to retire!"
Looking at the two little girls chasing after each other in front of him, Saint Bingchi couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and sighed again, "Today's world is dominated by young people!"
A saint who is less than ten years old is chasing a saint who is twelve years old. The scene is so weird that even though he is well-informed, he still can't help but have a dreamlike and unreal feeling.
At this moment, he really had the idea of retiring from the world and hiding on the island to drink tea and fish.
"Senior Bingchi, Vice Island Master Li."
Just as he was sighing, Nangong Ling's pleasant voice suddenly came to his ears, "I need to trouble you two to come with me."
"Where does Miss Nangong want to go?" Saint Bingchi came back to his senses and asked curiously.
"The Valley of Strangers." Nangong Ling smiled with a beautiful smile, and his watery eyes shone with a smart and deep light.
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Liu Qiqi and Feng Shisan, Zheng Qiyuan and Hu Chacha, Li Qing and Ge Laiye, Xiao Loli and Lingling.
Eight saints caught each other and fought each other in the air. The domains of saints of different shapes collided with each other. The earth-shaking and domineering and terrifying spiritual skills clashed fiercely. The color of the world changed, the sun and the moon lost light. The terrifying momentum almost overturned the sky and tore it apart. Earth, destroy the whole world.
Below these eight people, Nangong Ling was chatting quietly with the father and daughter of Saint Bingchi. No one noticed that not far away, two eyes full of murderous intent were firmly locked on them.
In other words, it is locked on Nangong Ling.
The owner of the gaze is a man with a calm face and dressed in brown clothes.
If Gan Muyun were here, he would be able to recognize that this person is Gu Xia, the master of the Yiren Valley who once had a battle with him.
At this time, the aura on Gu Xia's body was looming, as if he was integrated with the heaven and earth, and he suddenly reached the state of unity between heaven and man that only a saint can possess.
I don’t know what means he used, but he was able to hide it from the perception of the saints present, quietly lurking nearby, waiting for the opportunity to act.
Seeing that the three of them had finished their discussion and were about to turn around and leave, Gu Xia's eyes changed and he slowly raised his right arm, his spiritual power instantly concentrated to the extreme.
All the other party's plans should come from this woman.
As long as she is killed, these people will be leaderless and will not pose a threat!
As if he saw the importance of Nangong Ling as the enemy's brain, Gu Xia targeted her with this attack that accumulated all his strength.
A spiritual master who has entered the Taoist realm will definitely not be able to withstand the sneak attack of a saint, either intentionally or unintentionally.
The death of the top disciple of Piaohua Palace is almost a foregone conclusion.
"What are you doing?"
Just when he had finished accumulating his energy and was about to take action, a man's voice suddenly came from the right side.
A cold and dull voice.
