The prostitutes of the Yun family will defy the sky

Chapter 202

What happened in front of me, why is there such a terrifying aura all of a sudden?
In front, is Yun Jinruo?
Thinking of this fact, a drop of cold sweat fell from Yin Lao's forehead, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.
The heart speeded up, beating thumpingly, as vigorous as a young man——

But this is fear.

Yin Lao was really scared this time, because he had already found that he had unknowingly angered a monster.

A monster as terrifying as Fengqing!

"World-Proud Nine Heavens, First Level!"

Yun Jinruo paused every word, and clasped his palms horizontally, the purple soul energy was transported in his palms, and countless fine purple lights burst out from the gaps between his fingertips, getting brighter and brighter.

Between the eyebrows, blood-stained droplets morphed out, so red that it seemed to be able to drip blood, emitting a red glow——

"Evil Venerable!"

With a low shout, Yun Jinruo slammed out this force, and the old Ziyan Lixiao collided with each other.

boom.

The storm of two souls fighting——

It can shake the stars and break the world!
Like an atomic bomb explosion, a huge purple mushroom cloud burst open in Ziyan Poxiao and Aoshiyiyi.

Crash.

This storm of soul power even formed a tornado, constantly destroying everything on the ground, rolling all the surrounding trees and rocks into the sky, and the terrifying power was torn apart in the storm!

too terrifying
Ji Wusheng was throwing his legs on the ground and running for his life. With his current strength, he would definitely die if he was involved in this storm of soul power!

"What's going on, why Jinruo is so powerful, what happened?"

But Ji Wusheng has no time to take care of it, she is still in the scope of this soul power turmoil!

It's better to save your own life first!

"Ya Butterfly!"

Yin Lao can barely avoid this wind and get out of a safe place.

"Hahaha."

The sound of heavy breathing came from Yinlao's body. At this moment, his heart was beating violently, and his whole body was dripping with sweat. He was squatting on a hilltop, watching the storm of soul power, his eyes full of horror——

Yin Lao knows that Yun Jinruo is not dead yet!
I didn't expect that after living for so long, I was forced to this point by a little girl!

Where did this monster Yun Jinruo come from? It's obviously just a half-spirit, and the soul skill it uses is actually comparable to its own Ziyan's dawn breaking power!
where is it?
Yinlao widened his eyes, trying to find Yun Jinruo's figure from the surroundings.

Where the hell!
"call out."

A blade glow cut through the storm!

The terrifying storm of soul power was cut off completely by this blade, leaving no trace.

If it weren't for the traces of vicissitudes on the ground, it would be impossible for people to believe that there was a soul-level storm here!

what happened?

Yin Lao's eyes widened, and he was stunned when his eyes touched the figure.

Under the moonlight, the girl looked like a god of war descending from the sky, with a broken sword she had never seen before placed in her right hand, her eyes were high and full of arrogance——

Mysterious and distant runes, the blade full of years and bloodstains of war.

As soon as he saw it, the whole person froze.

This broken sword appeared in front of Yinlao as if it had traveled back from the ancient prehistoric era——

To look more is blasphemy.

The terrifying power hidden in this broken sword is far beyond the adjectives Yin Lao can think of.

This is not something that belongs to the East Austrian continent!

Yin Lao suddenly realized this, and it was also the last discovery in his life.

　Eight o'clock vomiting blood
　　
　
(End of this chapter)