The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

For some unknown reason, the young man suddenly felt a dangerous palpitation.

"Come on, if you can't capture it alive, kill it on the spot." He ordered the nine spirit sects behind.

"Yes, my son."

One of the nine people was a demon planter, and immediately summoned the demon plant to turn into vines to wrap around Yu Qingqian's feet, while the other turned their hands into attacking weapons and bombarded Yu Qingqian. .

Besieged by so many people, Yu Qingqian entered an indescribable ethereal state while evading, her body became more and more flexible, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and even closed her eyes as if she was feeling something.

Those eleven people teamed up and were unexpectedly avoided by a little guy with the cultivation of the Spirit Emperor. They couldn't help being furious, and each used many unique moves to catch and kill him.

But Yu Qingqian, who had her eyes closed, seemed to have eyes in other places. Under each siege, her figure would avoid disappearing in an instant, and then reappear.

Seeing this, the young man's face was gloomy, and he took out a mouthful of gun, injected spiritual power, the gun suddenly grew bigger, and flew towards Yu Qingqian.

"Boom!!" It was a Lingzong who quickly avoided, enveloping Yu Qingqian.

The young man smiled slightly, "I'll take her away."

Immediately, he looked for the hand that had already been suppressed, but when he got closer, his expression changed, "Impossible, where is it?"

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder behind him, and when the man turned around, he saw the enemy smiling at him.

He immediately retreated to the team of eleven spirit sects, and asked in disbelief: "You, how did you escape the suppression of my holy treasure?"

This holy treasure is a soul-suppressing bottle bestowed by the ancestors, and it is impossible for anyone with a spiritual cultivation to avoid it, unless the other party has a space demon plant and has cultivated to the point where he can do whatever he wants.

"Do you have a space demon plant?" Then he asked again.

Yu Qingqian had a strange smile on his face, "The game is over, you have run out of roles."

Under the siege and bombardment of so many spiritual sects, his life was threatened again and again, but under such high pressure, Yu Qingqian touched the barrier of the seventh-level ability.

It wasn't until the holy artifact that could suppress the soul fell that an unprecedented crisis appeared. The moment he was about to be suppressed, Yu Qingqian, who was in an ethereal state, suddenly broke through to the seventh-level psychic power, and used space teleportation to escape from the suppression.

Otherwise, if she is really shrouded in that hole, it will be difficult for her to escape today, and her soul will be bound.

Yu Qingqian's adventurous breakthrough made Gu Yan in the small pagoda couldn't help but sweat. He found that his apprentice was too crazy.

Everyone in Bingyan City felt that Yu Qingqian was not ashamed to speak out, and launched a second wave of attacks one after another.

But when the attack was launched, except for the demon planter, the bodies of the others suddenly softened, and they couldn't use any strength at all. Two of them were even panting, as if they were very tired.

The same was true for the young man, who was also a body tempering master, looked up at Yu Qingqian with some horror and asked, "What did you do?"

"It's just a bit of cartilage poison." Yu Qing smiled slightly, and there was an extra red bow and arrow in his hand, and eleven arrows were fired one after another without hesitation.

Those eleven people were suddenly shrouded in a shadow of death, and they wanted to get up and run away but couldn't muster any strength. They could only watch helplessly as the red arrows pierced through their bodies.

Eleven people fell to the ground one after another, and their vitality began to slacken. They never thought that they would die in the hands of a Linghuang until their death.

The only remaining demon planter hugged his head and crouched on the ground in pain, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness was in unbearable pain like being stabbed by countless needles.