Ling Luoyu is not afraid that he will die!

I'm afraid he won't die! !

Since he will die, then find a place and use all your strength to kill him!

Even if it's a little bit, if you give him a thousand swords to Ling Chi, you have to kill him.

But the Murder King, it takes time!

She has no time! !

The emperor killed her heart, more cruel than she killed the emperor, more anxious!

Therefore, she must think of a complete and thoughtful way to complete her plan.

The only support point to complete this plan is that the human emperor must be in her hands, in the chaos.

Only in this way can she have enough time and ability to kill the Emperor.

Therefore, she gave the void a signal-after receiving her suggestion, he tried his best to get her and the human emperor's coffin into a chaotic environment, regardless of the consequences! !

fortunately! !

Although nine dead for a lifetime, the soldiers move dangerously.

But the final result is still good.

The emperor's coffin finally fell into her hands.

After taking a handful of pills and adjusting his breath for a while, Ling Luoyu finally recovered a little bit of vitality, pushed away from nothingness, and walked towards the coffin.

"Nothingness, what is the best sword in our family?"

Nothingness rolls his eyes: "What do you think?"

Naturally it is the soul blade!

"Om!"

The soul blade trembled and appeared.

Void rolled his eyes again: "I have blessed the Primordial Chaos Spirit on your body, but you can't cut his head. It's because you have no ability. What does it have to do with me?"

The Soul Blade trembling in protest, but Wu Wu ignored it, followed Ling Luoyu, and walked towards the coffin.

"Master, what are you going to do now? This guy's body is very hard, even the soul blade can't be helped..."

"Yeah, our sharpest knife can't cut this guy's head, what else can we do? Or..." Ling Luoyu looked at his eyes, with a smirk: "Shall we use fire?"

Void curled his lips: "Even the soul blade can't cut off his head, what kind of fire is your fire? Even if I use my power, I'm afraid I can't move him?"

"Then what do you say, the fire is not good, the knife is not good, how can you kill him? Is it possible...I want to serve him as a bodhisattva?"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and pushed him in disgust.

"You are somehow older than me and have more experience than me. Is there no way to kill him?"

Nothingness is very wronged: "Master, I was created. I am not born of the creation of heaven and earth. All abilities are given to me by the creator. He did not give me. I can't help it..."

In other words, all his current wisdom is accumulated bit by bit by his previous masters.

But in the subconscious of those masters, there is no message of the Murder King!

Ling Luoyu hoped to be discouraged, but still not reconciled.

He used the Soul Blade to slash Human Sovereign a few times again, and as expected, there was no result.

Carrying the soul blade, Ling Luoyu and Wuwuyi stood beside the coffin, looking at the peaceful face of the emperor, shook their heads together, and sighed very tacitly.

"To tell you the truth, you see this guy is so lifelike, he doesn't look like a dead person, but how can he be like a fossil, even the soul blade can't cut it?"

Nihility praised: "Yes, to be able to do his step and protect himself so well after death is definitely... worth learning!"

Ling Luoyu looked at him suddenly.