Chapter 219: Defeat and retreat

If a Chaos Yuan Spirit is abolished, if he is not abolished, then it will be a piece!

She didn't believe it, the Chaos Yuan Spirit at the extreme, and there was nothing she could do about him.

Crush him to death!

Can't crush him, crush him!!

The chess elder suffered a loss from the Chaos Yuan Spirit, how could he let Ling Luoyu succeed again.

What's more, Fang Cai was underprepared for a sneak attack, so he suffered a loss.

This time, he came prepared, how could he make the same mistake again?!

At the next moment, a sneer burst out.

"Then you can try!"

"Boom!"

Endless Xuan Qi spread out from the space at his dantian, instantly spreading all over his body, forming an invisible protective layer.

"Bang!"

The Chaos Primordial Spirit crashed into the Xuan Qi Layer.

"Buzz!"

The endless force of the collision backs back.

"Hmm!"

Ling Luoyu snorted, and a wisp of blood slowly dripped down the corner of her lips.

This backlash made her feel like she had been crushed by a boulder.

At the same time, the chess elder was knocked back two steps, but there was no major problem.

Rao was like this, and a cold sweat still ran from his back.

If it weren't for the Xuan Qi of the Voyeur Realm borrowing a little power of heaven and earth, he would definitely be hit hard this time!

However, without being hurt, he was instantly squeezed.

"Haha...... How? Doesn't it taste good? With your cultivation, you want to challenge me too?! I really can't measure myself, and I'm looking for my own death! ”

Ling Luoyu wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with a masked black scarf, his eyes were cold and sharp, aggressive.

"It's just a round, you're going to have to the!"

The chess elder pouted disapplauded: "It seems that you can turn things around, and turn defeat into victory...... Well, I'll fulfill you! How do you want to play next? ”

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he smiled treacherously: "How to play?" I'm afraid you can't afford to play! ”

The soul blade suddenly shot out at that moment, and golden light burst out.

The old chess laughed more and more abusively: "Is it better than the blade?" Who doesn't......"

In the midst of the sneer, he flipped his right hand and a pen came into his hands.

The tip of the spike is a little bit of turquoise.

This is the color of poison.

Both of them wanted to kill each other, and they shot almost at the same time.

"Ding!"

The soul blade collides with the pen.

The Chaos Primal Spirit collides with the Xuan Qi.

"Boom!"

The Chaos Yuan Spirit burst back again, inferior to Xuan Qi.

The chess elder laughed proudly, his wrist sank, and he took the pen.

"Click!"

The pen shattered in two.

The sharpness of the soul blade is comparable to that of ordinary weapons.

The old chess player's laughter was abruptly stopped, but Ling Luoyu hooked his lips abruptly.

"And laugh again......"

The chess old man was annoyed and angry, and suddenly slammed the pen: "I'll see which of us can have the last laugh!" ”

The hands spun up, and the Xuan Balloon slowly condensed and formed, and slammed into a rout.

"Suffer death!"

If you can't beat her with weapons, then use the best Xuan Qi to suppress her.

He doesn't believe it, just fighting for Xuanqi, he can still fail!

Ling Luoyu's eyes sank, and he was full of murder.

This old thing knows how to promote her strengths and avoid her weaknesses, and knows how to suppress her weaknesses with her own strengths.

If she simply fights for Xuanqi, she will definitely suffer.

Hao's wrist flipped over, the soul blade swirled, and he came out tyrannically wrapped in the Chaos Yuan Spirit.

"Boom!"

The Chaos Yuan Spirit and the Xuan Qi collided again.

"Buzz ......"

The endless waves of qi scattered in all directions, suppressing the people with low cultivation to retreat in a hurry, and only a few people above the Xuan God were still struggling to support and watch the battle.

It's a pinnacle battle, and no one wants to miss it!

Under the stalemate, Ling Luoyu's body retreated step by step, and he was obviously inferior.

"Poof!"

The blood was surging, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore and spurted out a mouthful of blood.