The journey starts from Dragon Ball

“Brother Monkey King, this guy has been given to me.”Han Lingya suddenly braved herself and felt she had lost face before and urgently needed to recover it.

She saw a magic trick in her hand, the thunder above her head floating, a thunderbolt, and the wind was still cloudy.

A lightning burst into the sky, and the dark hall lit brightly, banging, blatantly splitting on the body of the cadaver in the air. The cadaver screamed, his body crooked, almost fell from the air, but not waiting for him to stabilize his figure, it was another wind sweeping over him, covering him, for a time, rotating the sky and earth, the terrible strong wind like a knife to cut the sickle, cracked a way on his body, the rotten flesh flew.

“I'll kill you while you're sick!"

Han Lingya sipped delicately and learned the lesson before. Instead of jumping forward, she threw out the sword in her hand as a dart. The sword in her right hand directly stuck the cadaver Taoist to the wall. The sword in her left hand was swivelled and turned her head instantly.

Han Lingya immediately shouted: "Dream glass, burn him!"

Liu Mengli's first time was guided by the hand, and the fire system fairy magic was carried out. A flame emerged from the sky and fell from the air, flooding the cadaver Taoist in the sea of fire.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The dark evil gas was released from the body of the cadaver into a thick mist, and in an instant, the flame was extinguished, along with the wounds on his body, which were also recovered.

The decomposed Taoist pulled out his nail and threw it to the side of his right hand sword on his chest. Under the amazing gaze of Han Lingya and the two women, he ran two steps, bent over to pick up his head, rested on his neck, and did not expect an antagonist. He was twisted by it again by 180 degrees, and straightened the board.

“Is there nothing wrong?!!" Hanling's veil suddenly became so heavy.

Liu Mengli was also very serious. The cultivation of the corpse Taoist was obviously on top of her and Han Lingya.

“Heh heh ~ ~ The tomb is lonely and unbearable, rarely meet two beauties, then you two come to accompany me, look at me--snatch the spirits!" The decomposed Taoist sent a burst of evil smiles, found out in one hand, the death breath from the palm, thick as black ink, the overflow, looks very evil, the death breath strong soul wild ghost teeth dancing claws, attacked and killed two women, as if to snatch away their spirits.

Liu Mengli's face remained the same, swinging the strings, the sound waves diffused, so that those fierce spirit wild ghosts suddenly started to scream painfully, and the speed of forward was slow.

“Fairy wind clouds!"

At the same time, Han Lingya took the opportunity to exhibit the wind system auxiliary system fairy magic, Liu Mengli suddenly felt like the wind, body like clouds, became extremely light and agile, a little under the foot, had floated to the side.

“Blade wind wall.”

Han Lingjia drank delicately, but it was also a fairy trick. She saw an exhaling wind wall instantly blocking her and Liu Mengli. The fierce spirit wild ghost hidden in death with his tooth dancing claws was strangled in the invisible when he touched this blade wind wall.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but sigh: "Lingya, are you a good practitioner of fairy arts?”

Han Lingya snorted instantly: "This woman has been cultivating wind magic for years, and there is no capacity for this. That's bullshit.”

However, her proud voice had just fallen, but she saw the dead Taoist's thin hands raised high. There was a word in her mouth. At that moment, a Yin Thunder suddenly landed from the top of Han Ling's veil and chopped her straight.

Han Lingjia murmured. She just felt angry and bloody, paralyzed and unable to move. She sat on the floor: "Is there no mistake, this cadaver Taoist can also be a magician of thunder?"

Sun Wukong explained beside him: "It should have been thunder fairy magic that he cultivated before his life. But after his death, thunder fairy magic has been transformed into a demon magic Yin Thunder.”

Liu Mengli waved his hand at Han Lingya and the calm fragrance drifted. Han Lingya only felt the pain all over her body and disappeared. Even the injury she had just suffered was instantly improved. She immediately got up and rejoiced: "Wow ~ Good dream Li, I didn't expect you would still be such a powerful healing magician!"

Liu Mengli softly said: "This is not some fairy magic, it is just a small means of using spiritual power with fragrance.”

“You can heal the wound in no time!" Han Lingya is now full of battles: "Good dream, you have any other means to show it, don't hide it!"

Liu Mengli heard the words, swing the strings, the beautiful and smooth sound fluttered, listening in the ear of Han Lingya, so that she suddenly became a trendy heart, hot blood boiled up, feeling that there was an inexplicable force on her body, so that her ability in all directions was improved a great cut.

“Haha ~ ~ Good Dream Glass, you have this means to come out sooner!" Han Lingya, this time it is a confidence boom, it is imposing a ‘fairy wind cloud' on herself, looking forward at the cadaver Taoist, rarely bring out the sword of Wang Shu that has not been used: "This time I see how you still die!"

His body flashed, as if a spiritual wind had instantly decayed in front of the corpse Taoist. The corpse Taoist was shocked, and his hand spurred out, but stabbed an empty face. Han Lingya had flashed behind him. After the corpse Taoist sensed it, he turned around and stabbed another one, but stabbed an empty face. Han Lingya had appeared on him, and looked at him with a playful expression: "It's too slow!It's too slow!Is that all you can do? "

The dramatic tone instantly silenced the cadaver's face and roared.

Sun Wukong saw that his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled and made a voice to remind him: "Don't forget your shape. If you can suppress the enemy with one blow, don't bullshit.”

Han Lingya immediately looked straight at him: "I won't play with you anymore, goodbye!"

The figure was light and agile, and the sword in his hand was even more gaze. Han Lingya waved several swords, and the body of the cadaver Taoist was cut into several sections and scattered around.

Looking at the sharp edge of the sword, when the iron is really sharpened like mud.

Blackness surged, the spirits of the decomposed Taoist flew out of the corpse. It seemed a little transparent. He looked at the gaze sword in the hand of Han Lingya, and feared was revealed in his eyes: "What sword are you?Can you hurt me? "

“The immortal sword used by the sword fairy can not only hurt you, but also kill you!" Han Lingya shouted and his body was exhibited again. One sword was cut towards that fierce soul. How do you know that the fierce soul dodged away and floated in the sky? She looked at Han Lingya dry and stared straight at her eyes. She could not fly: "It was too cunning. She actually floated so high. Weren't you arrogant just now?Fight me again if you dare! "..