Supreme Pupillary Master:Peerless Eldest Miss

At their feet are winding lines.

Luo Qingtong's figure shuttles among the people. A huge inscription pattern that envelops almost everyone takes shape impressively and slowly.

"Buzz!"

With the perfection of that inscription pattern, the aura of heaven and earth in the air seemed to be boiling and jumping.

Feeling this movement, Feng Yuan, who was entangled with Yu Sihuang, raised her head fiercely and looked in the direction of Luo Qingtong. Her eyes suddenly coagulated.

"Damn it!"

That evil medicine ghost pupil, as expected, has a moth!

Looking at the huge inscription pattern on the ground, Feng Yuan's heart clenched her teeth and couldn't care about anything else.

"Burst!"

With her sharp drink.

In an instant, Yu Sihuang felt that the breath of the main vine that Fang was fighting against him was wrong.

The next second, a violent explosion sounded.

But the Phoenix kite detonated a part of the body in the main vine.

The powerful and terrifying force that escaped from it suddenly caught the unprepared imperial Secretary Huang.

"Boom, boom!"

The body shape of yusihuang was lifted.

At the same time, Fengyuan also controlled the huge main vine and flew quickly towards the side where Luo Qingtong and others were located.

"Evil doctor ghost pupil, I want you to die!"

At this time, the last few lines were still missing from the huge inscription pattern completed by Luo Qingtong.

Looking at the body shape of Fengyuan, Luo Qingtong's eyebrows twisted slightly.

Just then, bang.

An attack suddenly flew out from the rear and blew on the vine. Its body was shocked and suddenly stopped for a moment in mid air.

"Cough... Is it enough time for three hundred breaths?"

Behind the vines, the body shape of yusihuang barely supported him and stood there.

He was badly hurt by the explosion just now.

At this meeting, he covered his mouth with one hand and blood trickled down between his fingers.

The evil spirit's face looked more and more pale and red!

"Enough!"

Looking at the appearance of imperial Secretary Huang at the moment, Luo Qingtong's face was frozen to the extreme.

She drew the last line, then raised her hand and summoned the life and death sword in her hand, and fiercely inserted it.

"Call the spirit array - get up!"

With the sound of Luo Qingtong, the whole giant inscription pattern lit up in an instant.

Then Luo Qingtong's voice was cold.

"Infuse strength!"

As her voice rang out, the people who were arranged by her to stand on the nodes of the inscription patterns immediately moved.

They poured the strength that they and others had already mobilized into the lines on which they and others stood.

With the infusion of these forces, in an instant, the whole huge inscription pattern flew around.

That speed, faster and faster, faster and faster!

"Boom, boom!"

With the flying of the inscription pattern, the whole Tomb of the holy King trembled in an instant.

The tremor, more and more intense, more and more intense.

Then, a huge and powerful consciousness suddenly appeared on this huge inscription pattern at this moment.

The spirit of the holy King's tomb!

Look at the spirit body of the huge Tomb of the holy king.

They all stared at each other in an instant.

"Boom!"