A mesmer let out a high-pitched scream before dying.

Her voice couldn't compare to the singing voice of Palace Mistress Zhisha, but it was like a small stone, causing ripples. Tian Lingling, who was trying her best to fight against the singing voice, was shocked, and with the help of the illusionist's mental shock, she broke free from the singing voice.

Li Xianzong suddenly woke up, without even thinking about it, he summoned a filthy, foul-smelling coat and put it on his body.

He closed his eyes and muttered: "Can't hit me, can't hit me"

The spurting red lines pierced Li Xianzong's lower abdomen, thighs, and arms, but the attacks aimed at vital organs such as the head and heart were separated strangely, some towards the ceiling, and some fell to the ground.

What he used was the third ability of this saint-level item�blessing!

Cursing and cutting blessings will certainly not be able to shake the Palace Mistress, so I just let my luck improve.

"Hiss~"

Li Xianzong's face twitched in pain.

On the other side, Tian Lingling remained motionless, his muscles swelled, and his coat was torn apart. In the sound of "stabbing", two illusory, not solid arms protruded from the shoulder blades, holding a long knife in one hand and a short blade in the other.

One long and one short two knives waved, cutting off the red line coming from the lasing.

The red line fell to the ground lightly, like red rain.

Tian Lingling was about to wield two sabers and start a close combat against the Master of the Killing Palace, when she suddenly saw a woman in a red dress at the stairs, raising her snow-white wrists and snapping her fingers.

"Snapped!"

Those red threads that were cut off came back to life, entangled with the spirit of the sky like tentacles, and bound layer by layer.

The red thread kept shrinking and tightening, bit by bit cutting the skin of the level 5 mist master, and blood flowed from the slit-like wound.

"dominate?"

Tian Lingling's complexion finally changed.

The level 5 Mist Lord has a signature skill - Bronze Head and Iron Arm.

This skill has established the dominance of the bewitching demon in the melee field. Tian Lingling is extremely confident in his defense. He thinks that even if he is a lawful profession at the peak of the saint realm, he can't easily break through his defense.

But as soon as they met each other, the proud steel body was broken by the red line to stop the killing of the palace lord.

When did she become the master? The killing dungeon obviously hasn't started yet.

dominate? Li Xianzong's heart trembled, he quickly distanced himself from Tian Lingling, and fled towards the corner of the underground bar. At the same time, he took out the chalk in his trouser pocket.

Her real target is Tian Lingling, not me, as long as Tian Lingling can hold this crazy woman, I can escape

On Tian Lingling's bald head, the twisted and vertically and horizontal tattoos glowed with black light, and the light turned into a vortex, which distorted people's minds, hallucinations in their eyes, and auditory hallucinations in their ears.

The lines on Tian Lingling's head are not tattoos, but the manifestation of the upgraded bewitching power. The bewitching demon at the extraordinary stage has runes hidden in his eyes, and when he reaches the Saint Realm, the runes will slowly spread throughout his body.

When they reach the Dominant Realm, the bewitching runes are all over the body, and low-level walkers will be insane and be bewitched by them just by looking at them.

"Kill her, kill her regardless of the cost." Tian Lingling's voice was deep and ethereal.

Immediately, the evil profession who was still alive by the deck, with red eyes, rushed towards the owner of the killing palace recklessly.

The owner of the Palace of Killing raised his arm and swung it vigorously. The dense red lines were like a fountain, twisting and flamboyantly sweeping across the audience. JrNovels.com