Monarch of Evernight

“Thousand nights! I can't spare you!” Lingal flew out of the ship like lightning, breaking the sky and rushing towards the Palace of the Spirit.

The ship is like a broken honeycomb, flying out of it like a dense, numb figure. Compared to a huge hull, a demon seemed even smaller than a bee. Several demons clearly outnumbered their peers in pursuit of Lingal in an attempt to stop her. Fighting in the void, that is the patent of the Emperor. Although Lingal is strong, he is still quite a long way from the Emperor. It would be quite good to be able to use two-thirds of his strength when he breaks out of the sky.

However, Lingal was fast, even in the void, hundreds of meters away in an instant, leaving many of his subordinates behind. Several subordinates saw her resolve and had to return to her seat. They cannot stay in the void for long. More importantly, there are at least hundreds of demonic sailors on board. They are of ordinary strength and cannot survive in the void at all. They must enter a lifeboat to survive. At this moment, the ship has been completely broken into two pieces, and the number of crew members remaining on board depends mainly on the help of these powerful men.

At this moment, Lin Jiarsheng was angry and could not care less about his men's death and life. He was alone in the Temple of the Spirit. She had to take over a thousand nights with all her strength so that she could quench her hatred.

Even in the void, Lingal still acts like electricity, and several turns have approached the Palace of the Spirit, pounding directly into the huge gap on the ship. However, at a distance of several dozen metres, she hit an invisible barrier on her head. The barrier was strong and resilient, and Lingal was unprepared and bounced back.

She was surprised, and then a surprise surfaced. Only Grand Duke ships can possess a protective field. Even she herself, because of the lack of accumulation, is now unable to afford half a field defense array. Thousands of nights this ship is so huge, but it has a good defensive field, and this device alone is priced heavenly.

As soon as it failed, Lingal adjusted, and the surrounding magic was scattered. He had done his utmost to plunge into the Temple of the Spirit again. However, the collision just now had alerted the thousand nights, and the temple of the Spirit swayed one by one, and the tail slammed toward Lingal.

A knock on the tail is powerful enough to hit Lingal's ship. However, how flexible Lingal was, a flash slipped away from the tail punch, and then Hardson crashed through the defensive field and stood on the back of Ying Ling Palace.

She stood still, her sword flashed suddenly in front of her, and the sharp sword stabbed her skin with pain. Thousands of nights didn't hide their defenses, but took the initiative!

Lingal was furious. He was so different from her that he dared to go to war on his own initiative. Apparently, he didn't see Lingal in his eyes.

Lin Jial couldn't resist, his left arm was raised, and his palm was slashed on Dongyue. It was Dongyue Sword Feng with his meat palm!

When the palm sword struck, it made the sound of gold and iron strike, and then a wave of depleted and decaying shocks scattered across all sides. In this shockwave, even steel is distorted, but the body and bones of the ground are intact.

Lingal leaned back and stepped back. The sword was so powerful that she could barely carry on.

Lingal's left hand was safe and unexpected. He gazed and found Lingal's hands and neck cheeks differently coloured, turning out to be wearing a pair of flesh-colored gloves.

Under one blow, each of them confronted each other with conspiracy. Until then, a thousand nights will have the opportunity to measure this terrible enemy carefully.

Lingal is extremely tall and half a head taller than a thousand nights. The demonic devils and handsome beauty of the devil are all over her. Even the appearance of anger has a power to capture the hearts and minds. She is dressed in a gorgeous garment with a dark black base and dark gold pattern, and the cuffs and collars are not only gorgeous, but actually a force array of additional abilities.

She stood there, most prominently not only in her face, but also in those incredibly long legs.

Just a few seconds after the confrontation, Lingal went ahead. More than 10 meters apart, she kicked her leg over her head, and then pressed it down hard. The magic formed a half-moon shaped edge, slashing it hard into a thousand nights!

Side by side for a thousand nights, stepping forward, one step in front of Lingal, Dongyue stopped the waist cut.

The two men fought instantly in one place, blinking and interwoven, almost indistinguishable from each other. Between the turns of the eye, blood flies around, and a bead of blood is like a bullet, continuously blowing up on the muscles and bones of the earth. They're all flying with a little golden blood bead in the red, and it looks like a thousand nights of blood.

However, they crossed, and Lingal, who seemed to have taken the upper hand, suddenly made a shameful and angry cry, instantly pulling the distance apart and staring dead at the thousand nights.

At this moment, the scales are all over the body, with the longest wound running from the shoulder to the waist ribs. Though these wounds are not deep, they are only flesh wounds, but they are strong at night, and you know how heavy Lingal is.

Thousands of nights did not care about the wounds on themselves, but turned Dongyue and removed a shiny earring from the blade. There's also a round drop of blood on the earrings.

Lingal's hand touched his left ear, his face was blue, and the anger in his eyes almost erupted. Her left earlobe was bleeding and her earrings were not flying.

“Unfortunately, a little off.” With no expression on his face, he stretched his fingers, bounced his earrings off the floor, and then stretched his foot, making a crisp cracking sound on his sole.

Lingal trembled slightly, coldly: “You're dead! ”

She flashed and instantly appeared in front of a thousand nights, sweeping across her neck with her right leg like a long knife axe. Together with her right leg, she gathered a black magic blade at her toes. The power of this leg sweep is no less powerful than that of Dongyue, and if swept away for a thousand nights, he will be immediately overthrown.

Faced with her wrath, she did not evade for a thousand nights, Dongyue stood up, and fought Ringar firmly against each other.

Another shock wave swept around, Lingal vibrated all over her body, and it was difficult to do anything about it. Thousands of nights are steps backwards, swept by the aftermath of the demonic blade, adding another wound to the body. With so many injuries, you feel nothing at night, as if your body is not you. Lingal also seemed a little chilly when she was furious.

After a thousand nights of retreating more than 10 meters, he stuck Dongyue on the ground, which stopped the retreat.

Lingal's body is still paralyzed, so she wants to chase him. It was just that she hadn't landed yet and suddenly pulled out a pair of short guns at night and merged them into one.

Lingal could not think more, and years of fighting instincts made her leap backwards and flee far away.

Yet just 100 meters out, a magnificent and irresistible majesty descended from heaven and fell heavily on Lingal. Between moments, she actually felt three supremes facing the top of the holy mountain. The kind of chestnut that comes from the bottom of her heart, suddenly stagnates her.

“No!” Lingal was shocked, and the magic erupted and he tried his best to finally resist that majesty and act freely again.

At this moment, however, a pair of bright wings unfolded behind the thousand nights, a short shot in the hand, a light feather with endless destructive breath directed at Lingal.

She can no longer escape.