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"Purple-eyed woman" turned to the crowd, as if she had been waiting here for a long time and seemed confident.
A sense of crisis suddenly rose in Song Yifei's heart.
The saint of Jianqin Building also stopped, as if he realized that the atmosphere was not right.
"Stop playing tricks on "Spiritual Rhyme", you are doomed today."
"The Saint of Heaven Walking" took the first step and said.
The name of the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race is "Lingyun".
The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race "Lingyun" shook her head: "It is indeed a bit strong to be able to dispatch so many victors, huh? There is a quasi-sage, you really look down on me."
Her eyes scanned one by one, and finally stopped on Song Yifei's body, piercing up and down, trying to see through her inside and out.
The saint and the quasi-sage were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, just like a few dragons fighting, but an earthworm suddenly popped out, "Lingyun" couldn't help laughing.
"You are so courageous, you are actually waiting for us here! Don't regret it when the soul is imprisoned."
Saints are immortal, but that doesn't mean they can't be imprisoned.
The imprisoned saint is probably worse than death.
Song Yifei took a step forward not to be outdone, the zhenqi in his body was shaking, and he was actually preparing to run away all the time.
If he really wants to explode with all his strength, he may be stronger than all the sword and piano building saints present, but this woman still gives him a sense of crisis, which is not good.
"The cultivation base is not very good, and the tone is not small, no matter what, I will do what I can, and refine you into my magic weapon!"
Boom!
The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race, "Lingyun", has made a move.
No one thought that she would take the lead in fighting against more than a dozen masters of the same level with one person.
How overbearing and mighty is this?
But Song Yifei didn't feel that the other party was arrogant.
That "spiritual rhyme" performed a martial art that was completely different from that of the human race, shocking the world, and indescribably powerful.
"Buzz!"
The Spirit Race Saintess punched lightly, and the void exploded, creating layers upon layers of space.
At the same time, an invisible force enveloped their bodies. The energy of this position is very strange, and they can ignore their respective fields.
"Be careful, she has summoned the power of the spirit world, don't fight her head on, set up immediately!"
Among them, the four leading elders each released a spirit sword, and the runes on it contained a terrifying energy breath.
At the same time, the others also used the means they had prepared long ago.
"This is not the first time we have fought with the Eldar! All kinds of means have been carefully prepared for thousands of years, and today you are doomed!"
"Zero Saint" displayed martial arts capable of confining psionic energy.
This is the world of origin, a peerless martial art created by a certain ancient great sage of the human race, which has been passed down in this world for many years.
At the same time, other people also displayed similar martial arts, restraining the strange force field on the Saintess of the Spirit Race to death.
"I don't know if the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race will take over?"
Song Yifei quietly retreated behind the crowd, without any intention of making a move.
He is waiting to see what happens, while other people have already planned, and the cooperation is intimate, and his power may be greatly reduced.
"kill!"
The twelve master saints, with their true energy driven to the extreme, strangled and killed the saints of the spirit race vertically and horizontally.
However, at this time
Song Yifei noticed a smile on the corner of the other party's mouth.
"Everyone be careful!"
Song Yifei roared and launched an attack at the same time, trying to block the opponent.
True Qi turned into a torrent, directly attacking the opponent's head.
"Break it for me!"
Murderous intent flashed between the brows of "Lingyun", the saint of the Spirit Race.
A bamboo flute suddenly appeared above the ground, and flew into her hand flutteringly.
On the bamboo flute, dense scriptures are inscribed, as if formed naturally. The Spirit Tribe Saintess "Spiritual Rhyme" gently blows.
Ohh Ohh ohh.
A burst of flute sound waves vibrated out.
On the spot, those sword lights and true energy were shattered to pieces.
"Top Grade Chaos Artifact!"
"Zero Saint" was taken aback and retreated in a hurry.
???Although I don't know what kind of chaotic device this is from the bamboo flute, I can feel the order of the waves emitted by the light from above.
"You have some knowledge!"
Beside the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Tribe "Lingyun", there is another woman of the same kind, but she wears slightly different clothes.
""Lingyun", it seems that your strategy is very well implemented. Using yourself as a bait, the two of us hid aside and ambushed. Sure enough, you attracted many masters and made us a lot of money."
The newly-appeared woman was wearing a gray robe, with a mellow voice and a hint of ridicule.
"Although the harvests in the past few times were good, they are still a bit worse than today. Hey, why is there a quasi-sage in there? Could it be that we are treated as soft persimmons?"
A new woman appeared on the side, dressed in black.
"The rules of the origin world have changed this time, otherwise we wouldn't have lurked in so easily." The saint of the Spirit Race stroked the bamboo flute in her hand and laughed.
Although the world of origin is inhabited by various races, they all have boundaries between them. Some are rich and some are poor.
The races in those poor areas naturally tried their best to invade other areas.
Regarding the division of their respective territories, it is all under the auspices of the Dragon Palace.
The identity of the saint of the spirit race is not the saint of the entire lord.
Just as there are many sects in the human race, there are also many races in the soul. There are many saintesses of each race.
The three masters in front of me, who have reached the holy realm, can all be called saints of the spirit clan
Appearing at the same time at this time, each of them's aura is earth-shaking, shaking the universe, it can be described as extremely terrifying.
"How is this going!"
When the "Sage of Skywalker" saw it, his eyes were straightened.
Unknowingly, a chill went directly from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and the hairs all over his body exploded.
For a moment, I couldn't even believe what I saw.
The three saintesses in front of them have far surpassed them in cultivation, and they also have a top-grade chaos artifact in their hands.
This lineup is extremely dangerous.
"Quick back, let's go!"
The four leaders of Lao Tzu did not hesitate at all, and immediately issued a warning, telling everyone to flee.
They exude true energy, communicate with the void, and prepare to move.
"Want to leave now? Naive!"
The saint of the Spirit Race "Lingyun" sneered, and played the bamboo flute in her hand again.
Woo woo woo woo!
A wave of sound diffused around.
When everyone's true energy touches the space, sparks are formed like steel colliding, which cannot be torn or moved at all.
At this moment, they were trapped here to death.
"Since we dare to ambush, we must be prepared, otherwise the dead saints would have passed the news back."
The black-robed woman smiled and said: "Although the three of us belong to different races, the method of teaming up and cooperating has been cultivated since childhood. Don't say that our strength is not as good as ours, even if our strength exceeds it, we will be suppressed."
"Could it be that the three of you are!"
The eyes of the four old men jumped wildly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com