Chapter 384: Earn 1

However, Ran Kai chose to escape at such a moment, and did not say hello to Xiao Lingyu, nor did he mean to take care of Xiao Lingyu. Although he was very unrighteous, it was also within Xiao Lingyu's expectations.

After all, Ran Kai is also a Demon Lord-level master. Even if he can't beat the troll, he can escape if he thinks he can.

Xiao Lingyu was the one who killed the troll's disciple, so the troll must have wanted to capture and kill Xiao Lingyu here, and may not have chased Ran Kai.

"Hmph! None of you can escape!"

The troll's voice that seemed to be thunder and furious, and the long hair flying in the wind on his head was winding out, like black poisonous snakes, chasing Ran Kai at a faster speed.

Ran Kai found that the hair was getting closer and closer to him, and knew that he could not escape like this, so he even shot several top-quality magic talismans behind him.

The explosions of those top-quality magic talismans only temporarily paused the hair, helping Ran Kai to distance a while, but after the hair recovered, it began to continuously shorten the distance with Ran Kai.

With a anxious heart, Ran Kai slapped his forehead, and a ball of blood as big as a fist blurted out, and the blue light dissolved in his body.

The blue light immediately became more vigorous, which increased Ran Kai's speed a little.

Even so, the blue light is only at the same speed as those hairs and still cannot be escaped.

However, after Ran Kai spit out several balls of essence and blood, he got rid of the hair and disappeared into the sky.

"Even if you lose so much essence and blood, it will be difficult for you to recover even if you escape. You will never be able to make any breakthroughs in your life. In this way, you are no different from a dead person!"

The troll did not chase Ran Kai. After judging, he aimed at Xiao Lingyu again.

Xiao Lingyu did not escape. After seeing the speed of the hair, he knew that he could not escape even if he wanted to. It would be better to save some effort.

"If you kill my disciple, how should I treat you?" the troll said with a sinister look on his face.

Xiao Lingyu just stared at his opponent with a calm expression and did not answer. He has experienced countless dangers and life and death, and as long as he has not reached the last moment, he will not give up completely or be in a state of collapse.

"You have been seriously injured by my disciple's magic talisman just now, and you are not as strong as the Demon Lord stage. You are still so calm. Do you still have the ability to survive?"

The troll also stared at Xiao Lingyu, as if he was very interested, but his expression was full of calm disdain for Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu also knew that his calmness was not very useful. The strength of both sides was a bit too big, but calmness was better than not being calm.

"Can you tell me why blood shone out on you and my disciple just now?" the troll asked again.

"You won't let me go even if you say it." Xiao Lingyu replied indifferently.

"I think that must be the key to the reason why you came here to kill him. If you don't say it, you can know anything after searching the soul!"

After the troll said this, his patience seemed to have been exhausted, and his long fluttering hair curled towards Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu knew that he could not dodge, so he repeatedly shot out several Chaos Demon Seals to bombard the long hair.

His struggle was futile. His long hair was just blown to a halt for a moment, and then he rolled up Xiao Lingyu directly.

"Come here!" the troll said with a grim smile.

Unfortunately, the troll's smile then solidified on his face, because the people who were originally tied up by his countless long hair broke free at this time, and his hair, which was of no less quality than the best magic weapon, was easily cut off by the other party.

"I didn't expect that your cultivation level was not high and you had such a powerful magic weapon!" said the troll strangely.

Xiao Lingyu remained silent, and the silver moon knife in his hand kept shining with the chaotic magic light.

It was already a critical moment of life and death. Xiao Lingyu would no longer hide the magic weapon. He wanted to use his best energy to overcome this disaster.

"It's not too much to lose if a beloved disciple dies, such a magical weapon!"

The troll grinned again, and his giant palm slapped Xiao Lingyu again.

This palm is still extremely fierce and blocks the surrounding space, making Xiao Lingyu unable to dodge.

Xiao Lingyu roared, and the colorful firebird immediately flew out of the Silver Moon Blade, rushing upwards with that momentum.

After all, the colorful firebird is Xiao Lingyu's most powerful attack method now, and it was released by a magic weapon, so it was not shaken away by the momentum of the giant palm, but hit the palm of the demon clutch hard.

The clutches that originally covered the sky and the sun immediately doubled, and their momentum weakened by half, but they still covered Xiao Lingyu's head.

However, after being attacked by the colorful firebird of the Silver Moon Blade, the giant was like a balloon pierced by a needle, and his whole body was shrinking.

Xiao Lingyu encouraged his aura and kept his whole body still. When the magic clutch was about to come, he tried his best to wave the Silver Moon Blade and slashed at the giant palm.

Since the troll could recognize the Silver Moon Breaking Sword as a magic weapon, he naturally would not easily take the attack from the magic weapon. His palm suddenly shrank strangely to normal size at this time, and grabbed Xiao Lingyu's wrist with his side palm, causing the slash of the Silver Moon Breaking Sword to fall directly into nothing.

"Haha, this artifact will belong to me from now on!"

The old man in purple robe who had almost returned to his original state laughed happily at this time.

But he was too proud. He just wanted to pour his skills into the other party's body and imprison the other party first, but he was shocked to find that his skills could not invade the other party's body.

There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that the opponent's strength is stronger than you, and the other is that the opponent's skill quality is higher than you.

The first one is obviously impossible. If the other party is stronger than himself and will not be controlled by himself, then it is only possible that the second one is.

Just as the old man in purple robe was thinking, a silver needle appeared in Xiao Lingyu's other hand, and the silver needle also instantly stabbed the back of the old man in purple robe's hand.

The old man in purple robe also reacted very quickly. When he saw the opponent fight back, he immediately encouraged his skills and formed a defense on the back of his hand. This defense could help him resist the attack of the top magic weapon.

Xiao Lingyu's counterattack was also urgent and fast, and the old man in purple robe had only time to use his skills to defend himself.

The old man in purple robe is confident that his skill defense will not be broken as long as he is not attacked by magical tools or has an energy attack with stronger power than his own.

But the next moment, he already felt a severe pain coming from the back of his hand.

The old man in purple robe cried out in pain and couldn't help but let go of the palm that was holding Xiao Lingyu's wrist, but he didn't forget to kick Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu didn't dare to fight hard with the Demon-level master, and he didn't have time to retract the silver needle, so he dodged aside.

"It turned out to be another magical weapon!"

The old man in purple robe stepped back a hundred feet and looked at the silver needle that had already fallen into half of his hand, looking incredible.

"No, my skills..."

After a while, the old man in purple robe was shocked to find that his skills were rapidly losing, and he felt even more frightened.

But even if the old man in purple robe exerted his strength, he could not force the silver needle out of his body, and his skills were still lost like a rushing river.

"Retract your artifact quickly!" the old man in purple robe shouted in panic.

"This silver is also useful to the Demon Lord, but it's okay!"

Xiao Lingyu was secretly grateful in his heart, and then replied: "Retrieve the silver needle and ask you to continue killing me?"

Eating countless dangers and repeated tests of life and death made Xiao Lingyu become more and more calm and calm. If he did not have such advantages, he might not be able to turn the situation around this time.

Masters cherish their lives. The stronger their cultivation level and the longer they live, the more they are. This old man in the purple robe at the level of Demon Lord is no exception.
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