Chapter 330: The Cold Master of Destiny's Cherry Blossom Spirit (34)

"Ah——" a painful scream came from the air.

Yan Ruoyao was flung several meters away, her mouth was sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You..." Yan Ruoyao widened her eyes and looked at Luo Qingchen in disbelief.

No, how could it be possible...

How could she have such a strong power...

This is the Sea Soul Death Marsh. According to the barrier set up by the fourth prince of the demon clan, Su Qingxie, anyone who is not a demon clan will have their spiritual power reduced by half when they enter the Sea Soul Death Marsh.

At this moment, she felt that her power in the Sea Soul Death Marsh was so weak...

"It's not that your spiritual power is weak." Luo Qingchen, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes and looked at her coldly, snorting: "It's because you are weak in front of me."

"What did you say——" Yan Ruoyao stood up, holding her chest, and picked up the ethereal sword with her right hand shaking constantly. She kept panting and said: "Go to hell..."

"Bang bang——" With another light flick of the sleeve, Yan Ruoyao was thrown heavily to the ground.

The air was filled with a strong scent of cherry blossoms, and pink petals were flying all over the sky.

"Do you have anything else to say?" She said coldly, looking at Yan Ruoyao who was lying on the ground, without a trace of warmth in her eyes.

Yan Ruoyao was dizzy from the blow, and almost fainted. She gritted her teeth, supported her body and stood up and said: "You... you are not... Luo Qingchen, who are you?"

"As a member of the Blood Demon Palace, don't you know how the Demon Lord was sealed a hundred years ago?" She looked at Yan Ruoyao, squinted her eyes, and every word was as cold as a cold soul.

"How do you know your age..." Yan Ruoyao took a breath of cold air, staring at her with a pair of eyes.

Although she experienced the tribulation in the mortal world during the battle of Xiyu Bay, she also heard many people mention it after returning to Xuankongju.

It is said that the thousand-year-old Yingling spirit with extremely powerful magic in Yingling County used the ancient sacrificial spell to seal the most powerful demon king in the Blood Demon Hall...

"Back then - I sealed the demon king with my own hands!" She nodded suddenly, with a cold look in her eyes, and said: "That's why I lost the ninth level of magic power."

Now, all the magic power is back. But the boy who once fought side by side with him is gone...

"Hahahaha -" Yan Ruoyao laughed up to the sky, and blood flowed out of her seven orifices.

At this time, Yan Ruoyao's face was extremely hideous and distorted, like a clown who was knocked down, without any ability to resist.

"But what about that?" She laughed as happily as she could, and shouted while laughing: "Mo Baici is dead, don't you know?"

She was startled, and always felt that her heart was instantly pressed down by a huge stone worth thousands of gold, and even breathing was extremely difficult.

Feeling of suffocation...

"You look like you don't know!" Yan Ruoyao curled her red lips, showing an extremely weird smile and looking at her: "What do you think those tiny blue lights around you are?"

"Yan Ruoyao--" Her voice trembled slightly, and in an instant, the exquisite ring in her hand was shining with golden light.

When she accepted the original owner's memory, she just felt angry, but never hated.

But at this moment, her heart was filled with hatred.

Hatred covered weakness, covered fear...

The next second, the golden light of the exquisite ring attacked Yan Ruoyao without hesitation.

Yan Ruoyao used all her spiritual power to set up a barrier, but it collapsed in an instant...

In an instant, the golden light passed through her artery.

Suddenly, blood splattered...