The waste wood mad concubine is going to go against the sky

Chapter 407 The Battle of the Soul-Locking Heavenly Palace
When the mithril helmet was connected with Ling Canglie's spiritual power, a silver-white embossed mask was automatically condensed on his face, and the mask was fastened on his face, covering his face , let him truly become an emotionless god, standing solemnly in the holy spring.

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a loud sound outside the palace, and the ground under his feet was shaking, as if a heavy force broke through the barrier outside Suohun Tiangong.

Ning Guogong raised his head, he sensed the spiritual power coming from outside, and said softly: "It's You Xueran who came."

"Hmph, this witch always sabotages our plans."

"Does she want to ask for someone? She is really crazy now that the national line is collapsing." Several venerables said with displeasure.

"Your Highness Lie, please enter the Heavenly Palace. If that woman wants to take you away from the Heavenly Palace, you must kill her!" Venerable Taihui said to Ling Canglie.

Ling Canglie, whose mind had been locked up, did not respond to Venerable Taihui's words, but he followed the instructions of Venerable Taihui, turned around and left the holy spring, and walked step by step to the interior of the Tiangong.

Looking at Ling Canglie's indifferent back, Ning Guogong lowered his head and let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart.

There is an old saying: Huiji will be hurt, and love will not last...

"Bang!" There was another loud bang, and the barrier outside the Tiangong was completely shattered. The five-meter-high gate was blasted open by an external force, and the broken spiritual power crystals fell to the ground with a bang.

The eyes of the ten venerables all looked towards the door.

They saw that the girl's red dress was like the brightest flame, and her dancing skirts danced layer upon layer like manjusawa blooming on the other side of the underworld. A scarlet hexagram shone in his eyes.

She held the Tianxin Sword in her hand, and the golden sword energy surrounded her. From a distance, she looked like a lonely wolf.

"You Xueran, what are you doing here!" Hong Hou's voice covered You Xueran's head with oppressive deterrence.

Venerable Taihui's voice came with coercion. It was originally intended to scare You Xueran, but the girl was aloof and cold, and she was not disturbed by Venerable Taihui's spiritual pressure at all.

She opened her lips, and said with determination and arrogance: "I came to find my man!"

With a sound of falling, You Xueran's figure flew towards her like a crane, her speed was terrific, and the light and shadow of the sword erupted around her.

The ten purple rank venerables only felt the sword aura coming over their faces, and they spread out in all directions, and the edge of the sword aura still swept across their arms and chests.

Venerable Taihui felt a pain in his right wrist, and thought in his heart that this 16-year-old girl could actually compete with a purple-ranked great spiritualist. His body floated backwards, and when he looked down, he saw the ground caressed by the sword energy A meter-deep gully appeared.

"This girl is not easy to deal with." A venerable said.

"If it's not easy to deal with, we have to deal with it! Why don't we let her take Ling Canglie away from us!"

"Devil Demon Sword Formation!"

Venerable Taihui roared, ten venerables stood in the air, everyone made seals with the same hand gesture, one after another spiritual array appeared above You Xueran's head, and the spiritual array rotated rapidly, finely Light sabers like cow hair rushed down like rain.

You Xueran stood on the ground, her toes pointing to the ground, she turned around and danced the sword, and the sword energy released a golden barrier in the air to block the incoming sword rain.

(End of this chapter)