Yue Ling, on the other hand, closed her eyes in pain and swung the long sword in her hand, intent on fighting the troll desperately.

Bitter, too bitter... Is life so painful... I was captured into the Demon Sect at an early age, became a cauldron at an early age, and fell into the enemy's clutches, sowing the forbidden thoughts...

Yue Ling can endure all sufferings, but if her sister dies, what's the point of living on her own.

"Stinky devil, I'm going to kill you!"

Yue Ling is always so impulsive and willful.

At the moment of his desperate struggle, Ning Fan, who was sitting cross-legged, finally completely stabilized his mind.

He looked at the inexplicably unconscious little mink in his arms and frowned. Then he saw that the ice spirit was seriously injured, the moon spirit was fighting to the death, and the troll was arrogant. His eyes turned cold. He never expected that a ghost would come here to cause trouble when he was in seclusion.

"Where did the devil come from, dare to hurt my cauldron!"

The ice light moved under his feet, and he rose into the air. He held Yue Ling's slim waist with one hand, and the silver light floated in the other hand. He punched hard and collided with the iron fist of the white bone troll.

"boom"!

With one blow, the force of the violent collision spread, and the vegetation within a hundred feet was instantly razed to the ground.

After a fist collision, Ning Fan pulled away and landed in front of the unconscious Bing Ling. His eyes were slightly startled. His fist was beaten to pieces by the white-bone troll. This troll has such a powerful body!

How could there be such a powerful demon in the second area!

As for the white-bone troll, for the first time since entering the second area, his eyes flashed, and he was slightly surprised. He did not expect that the weak young man in front of him could actually block his finger with his late-stage cultivation of Ling Ling.
Chapter completed!