Chapter 600: game over

   The young man suddenly felt a dangerous palpitations for some unknown reason.

   "Go, if you can't capture it alive, kill it on the spot." He ordered the nine Lingzongs behind him.

   "Yes, son."

One of the nine people was a demon planter, and immediately summoned a demon plant that turned into vines and wanted to entangle Yu Qingqian's feet, while the others also turned their hands into attacking weapons and bombarded Yu Qingqian away. .

  Yu Qingqian was besieged by so many people, but when he was dodging, he entered an indescribable ethereal state. His body became more and more flexible, disappearing and appearing from time to time, and he even closed his eyes as if he was comprehending something.

   The eleven people joined forces and were avoided by a little guy who was a spiritual emperor. They couldn't help but get furious.

   But Yu Qingqian, who had his eyes closed, seemed to have eyes in other places. Under each siege, the figure would instantly avoid and disappear, and then reappear.

   The young man's face was gloomy when he saw this, he took out a mouthful of kangaroo, injected spiritual power, the kangaroo suddenly became bigger, and flew towards Yu Qingqian.

   "Boom!!" It was a Lingzong who quickly avoided, shrouding Yu Qingqian's entire body.

   The young man smiled slightly, "Wait until I take her away."

   Immediately, he retracted his hand towards the kanshou, who had already been suppressed, but his expression changed as he approached, "Impossible, what about people?"

   "Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, someone patted the shoulder behind him, and the man turned around to see the enemy smiling at him.

   He immediately retreated to the team of eleven spiritual sects, and asked in disbelief: "You, how did you escape the suppression of my holy treasure?"

  This holy treasure is a soul-suppressing sword given by the ancestors, and it is impossible for anyone who has cultivated in the spiritual sect to avoid it, unless the other party has a space demon plant, and they have cultivated to the point of doing whatever they want.

   "Do you have a space demon plant?" Then he asked again.

   Yu Qingqian had a strange smile on his face, "The game is over, your roles have been used up."

   Under the siege and bombardment of so many spiritual sects, his life was threatened again and again, but under such high pressure, Yu Qingqian touched the barrier of the seventh-level ability.

   Until the holy weapon that can suppress the soul fell, an unprecedented crisis appeared. At the moment when he was about to be suppressed, Yu Qingqian, who was in an ethereal state, suddenly broke through to the seventh-level mental ability, and used space teleportation to escape the suppression.

  Otherwise, she would be enveloped by that mouth, and it would be very difficult for her to escape today, and her soul would be bound.

   Yu Qingqian's adventurous breakthrough made Gu Yan in the small tower couldn't help sweating. He found that his apprentice was too crazy.

   Everyone in Bingyan City felt that Yu Qingqian was shameless and launched a second wave of attacks.

   But when he launched the attack, except for the demon planting master, the bodies of the others suddenly softened, and they couldn't use their strength at all. Two of them were even panting, as if they were very tired.

   The same is true for the young man, who is also a body temperer. He raised his head and looked at Yu Qingqian with a hint of horror and asked, "What did you do?"

   "It's just a little cartilage poison." Yu Qing smiled lightly, with a red bow and arrow in his hand, eleven arrows fired one after another without hesitation.

   The eleven people were suddenly shrouded in a shadow of death. They wanted to get up and run away, but they couldn't raise any strength.

  The eleven people fell to the ground one after another, and the breath of life began to dissipate. They never thought that they would die in the hands of a spirit emperor.

   And the only remaining Demon Planter was holding his head and squatting on the ground in pain. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was in unbearable pain like countless needles.