Chapter 569: Not an opponent

Ling Luoyu sneered and curled his lips: "Save you? I think he should save himself first!"
She moved her fingers, "click" sounded, and the threat was very obvious.
"Elder Ming, this is only the first wave of games...you have to be careful, I have a second wave!"
Amidst the sneer, the Primordial Primal Spirit of Primal Chaos came back, shocked that Elder Ming also condensed profound energy.
He couldn't figure it out anyway.
Just now, Ling Luoyu, who was still his defeated general, turned defeat into victory in the blink of an eye, and he just rushed into his defeat.
Ling Luoyu's another blow, how could he dare to neglect.
When her chaotic light ball rose again, she greeted her in panic.
"boom!"
No surprise.
Ling Luoyu was safe and sound.
Elder Ming, however, retreated again, looking at her in disbelief.
"you……"
"Elder Ming, for the sake of your loyalty, I don't want your life for the time being, but if you are still so obsessed, I will really be merciless next time!"
If it hadn't been for seeing the old man being used by others, Ling Luoyu would have sacrificed the Nine Turns of Chaos Bell long ago and had a quick fight.
Elder Ming was half-believing what Ling Luoyu said, but he didn't dare not believe it.
Her strength made him dare not underestimate.
"Three young masters, you give me face to the old man, I should have taken it... but after all, I promised Xiangjia..."
Looking at Ling Luoyu's gloomy eyes, Xie Ning curled her lips: "That said, are you planning to accompany Xiang family to Huangquan?!"
Hao's wrist turned, and the chaotic nine-turn clock roared out.
At the moment he saw it, Elder Ming took a breath of shock and took a few steps back in shock.
"you……"
Ordinary people can have a magic weapon, and it is already a favor of God.
But she actually owns two!
And from the perception of power, the power of this is even more tyrannical.
Elder Ming realized in an instant that his promise could only end here.
Because even if it took his life, it was impossible to save and drive forward.
There was a long sigh.
"Go forward, sorry! This matter... I really did my best!"
Turning forward, his face was pale as ice, and his whole body was sifting, as if he was on the verge of collapse.
"Elder Ming...you...what do you mean? Do you want to...don't save me?!"
Elder Ming looked at Ling Luoyu meaningfully and shook his head slightly.
"I'm afraid I have more than enough heart but not enough energy!"
"What do you mean?!"
"I am not her opponent... I'm sorry!"
The elder Ming sank his jaw and slapped a regretful hand on his shoulder as he walked forward and drove forward.
"Take care..."
"boom!"
A frenzied force poured out from Qikai Kai's body, and instantly bounced Elder Ming's hand.
"This?!"
He looked forward incredulously, and instantly understood why he was so scared that he was peeing his pants, so he could still stand.
It turned out that he was held hostage by a mysterious force.
Under the pressure of this force, he could not move.
Ling Luoyu's evil voice followed: "Elder Ming, count your interest, you don't have to do it! Otherwise, this power will pour into your body, go straight through the dantian, and ruin all your cultivation!"
Elder Ming raised his head in horror.
Her eyes are still so clear, like the sky after washing, not stained with dust.
But in this clearness, it was washed away with inconsistent evil charm and traitorous colors.
He lowered his head, and Elder Ming let out a long sigh, and finally left without saying anything.
With his cultivation of the Qijing Realm, he was almost damaged in this place.