Chapter 108 Escape

"Well, I don't have time to work with you here!" The leader of the black guard smiled coldly, and his figure turned into three shadows in an instant and galloped in three different directions.

"With this little trick, do you also want to escape from me?" Seeing that the leader of the black guard fled in three different directions, Ye Lingxi's beautiful face couldn't help but show a must-have smile.

With a touching smile, the funeral gun in Ye Lingxi's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling black light. The dark light is extremely deep, covering up the morning light that has just emerged from the sky.

In a short time, this mountain forest has become gloomy again, giving people a feeling of reaching out of their hands.

"Will it be solved? The Dark Prison!" A strong spiritual fluctuation spread out of the funeral soul gun in Ye Lingxi's hand. In this deep dark light covered the whole mountain forest, Ye Lingxi also slowly raised the funeral soul gun in his hand.

The originally dark and deep burial soul gun burst out a dazzling silver light in an instant. In this silver light, the burial soul gun with horrible spiritual fluctuations was divided into three parts and thrown by Ye Lingxi in three directions where the black guard leader escaped.

And the three splits of the black guard leader, in this dark light covering the whole mountain forest, also moved extremely slowly, as if these dark and penetrating light completely stopped the progress of the three splits of the black guard leader.

"Wo! Sing! "S" Three dazzling silver guns pierced rapidly, like three meteors cutting through the void in this dark world. But in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the three splits of the black guard leader.

Under the restrictions of this dark prison, the speed of the three splits of the black guard leader is undoubtedly pitifully slow. The three silver guns flashed by, and these three splits were pierced by the silver guns!

"Wk!" However, although the three splits were all pierced by silver guns, there was no blood spurted out. The three splits only turned into a blue smoke in an instant and slowly dissipated in the air.

"These three people... are all splits!" Ye Lingxi looked at the three slowly dissipating figures in surprise. In the dark prison she tried her best to unfold, it was impossible for her to escape so easily by the black guard leader with the same strength.

The only explanation is that the person who Ye Lingxi attacked from the beginning is just a split of the black guard in the Sword Spirit Palace. At this time, I'm afraid that the real body of the man had already left here and went to the Jianling Palace.

Holding the funeral soul gun, which still exudes horrible spiritual fluctuations, a touch of unwillingness appeared on Ye Lingxi's beautiful face. Originally, she thought that she could at least force the black guard leader here with the power of her Donghuang divine body, but she didn't expect that he would finally escape.

"Damn it, scumbag!" Ye Lingxi stretched out his hand to take the burial gun back into his body, and the dark light that enveloped the whole forest was also taken back by his wave. Looking at the black guards in the Jianling Palace who were killed by the night god sacrifice in this short period of time, Ye Lingxi seemed to be a little relieved and said fiercely with his silver teeth.

"When we broke through the array of the soul-eating sword array, the body had already left here, and it was only one of his splits left here."

The night god sacrifice also withdrew the sword of the six worlds in his hand. At the moment when Ye Lingxi's dark prison enveloped the whole mountain forest, he had already killed all the black guards in the sword spirit palace who were at a loss in the dark with the strong pupil of the night god's pupil.

"Well, if I meet him next time, I must cut off his head with my own hands to relieve my anger!" Ye Lingxi snorted, and her beautiful face had a gritting her teeth. At this time, she looked a little more lovely and delicate, and a little less smell of dust, giving people a feeling of being more approachable.

"There is nothing we can do if he escapes. After all, it is not easy for both of us to break the spirit-eating sword array."

The Night God Festival naturally saw the lovely and delicate look on Ye Lingxi's face at this time. Thinking of the moment when he was trapped by the spirit-eating sword array at the beginning, the Night God Festival could only shake his head helplessly and sigh.

Although he immediately thought of finding out the eye of this sword array after being trapped in the soul-eating sword array, if it hadn't been for these black guards of the sword-eating sword array from the beginning to control the Southern barbarian savages and other disciples of the Lingxu Hall, then he and Ye Lingxi would not have the opportunity to break through the array from the spirit-eating sword array. Out of it.

"Where are we going next? Are we going to continue to search for these black guards in the Sword Spirit Palace and hunt them all?" After put away the burial gun in his hand, Ye Lingxi turned his head and stared at the Night God Festival and said.

In the relationship between these days, she has gradually begun to take the words of the night god sacrifice as her primary purpose. Although her strength is not weaker than that of the night god sacrifice, the talent of the eastern wilderness god body is more above the night god sacrifice. But he is still a girl in his bones. The dangerous but still calm temperament of the Night God Festival has already made Ye Lingxi have a trace of dependence on him in his heart.

Maybe Ye Lingxi herself didn't realize this, but from the point that she blurted out and asked the next action of the Night God Festival at this time, her dependence on the Night God Festival in her heart did not seem to be a lie, but revealed a trace of uncandable feelings.

"It's meaningless to chase him now. These black guards of Jianling Palace are all extremely trained people. It's really difficult to ask for information from them."

Thinking that the two black guards of the Sword Spirit Palace were obviously able to escape, but they still came to kill themselves with a resent look of death, the Night God Festival understood that it must be very difficult to ask the master behind the scenes from their mouths.

I am also quite touched by this point of the Night God Festival. After all, he has also received two years of cruel training in the Killing God Pavilion. Naturally, he understands that those who can survive that kind of training are the tough people.

If you want to force information from this kind of population, this kind of surname may be too small. And even if he now knows who the master who has been hiding behind the scenes is, it doesn't make any sense.

With his current strength, not to mention going to the Sword Spirit Palace, even if he meets a few strong black guards in the Sword Spirit Palace, he can't deal with it easily. Since the master behind the scenes can indulge so many powerful black guards, his own strength must be extremely strong.