The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Su Bai took a deep breath, and at the moment before the opponent launched an offensive, he said: "I also met a celestial girl before, it is the celestial girl Yingying..."

Ling Luo's fingers froze slightly, and her killing intent retreated slightly.

The goddess Yingying is the youngest sister among all the goddesses.

Even though she wandered in the world for three thousand years, she never forgot her sisters and still missed her relatives.

"You met Yingying, she..."

"She went to heaven." Su Bai said, "I sent her back."

"...Do you want me to thank you?" Ling Luo snorted coldly.

"No, I just want to remind you of one thing." Su Bai raised his hand and pointed at his heart: "Even if you kill me, you still won't be able to go back to the sky...I have seen the goddess Yingying, so I understand, Your state is completely different from hers, which is why you have been wandering in the earth for 3000 years, because you can't go back to heaven, because you are already a fallen heaven."

It's fine if you don't mention this matter. When it comes to this matter, Ling Luo's eyes turn red, and she gritted her silver teeth secretly: "Who do you think caused this?"

Her aura became disordered again, rich blood qi overflowed from her body, and bloody lines appeared on the pitch-black Fallen Heaven Cloak.

The conversation fell apart... before Su Bai had time to say more, the other party was already murderous.

The black light pierced the sky and struck, and the strong wind howled like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.

Holding the knife in one hand, Su Bai stood sideways, and shot down the black light precisely, as if chopping down a flying swallow in the wind, the blade trembled, and the metal and iron intersected.

But every knife is an effort for him.

The battle with Chi Wuyi consumed too much strength, and the pure yang energy could not withstand the huge consumption.

Now Su Bai doesn't have the strength to confront Ling Luo head-on at all, and after three hits, he can hardly hold Shen Tu's handle.

Lingluo Tiannv stepped forward, and swung the pitch-black magic-subduing staff in the palm of her hand, branding Sanskrit characters in the air, and the heavy blow fell on her face.

It is not Su Bai's style to sit and wait for death, so he naturally drew his knife to fight back.

However, in the confrontation.

One is as imposing as a rainbow, and the other is exhausted after a series of battles.

Who can occupy the absolute upper hand is enough to know at a glance.

Su Bai was like a baseball, bouncing along the shore of the lake, flying nearly a hundred meters away before stopping.

When he fell from the water, he still maintained a standing posture, but he still couldn't support the landing on one knee, his left ankle was severely twisted, and the bone in his right hand was broken. His five fingers were just tightly gripping Shen Tu's handle, but Limp and unable to exert any strength.

This is not bad, if the material of Shentu Baodao is not strong enough, the one move just now would directly smash his sternum, internal organs and spine together, and he would almost have to die on the spot.

However, the offensive is not over yet.

Su Bai twisted his neck instinctively, avoiding the vajra prongs, the metal grazed his cheek and covered half of his ear, blood gushed out, and he became more sober... This woman really wanted his life.

"It seems that part of the fighting consciousness has been retained, yes, very good..." Lingluo Tiannv gently clapped her hands in the water mist, but she shook her head and chuckled: "But this is not enough, far from enough."

Su Bai remained silent, took Shen Tu out of his clenched right hand, threw it into the air, lifted his right leg high and back, and volleyed in the air.

Shentu Baodao pierced through the air with great momentum, leaving only a gleam of cold light.

Su Bai abandoned the saber, the reckless blow was full of power, even Chi Wuyi's scale armor would be pierced, but Ling Luo stood still, even if he stared at the oncoming Shentu sword, he only raised the corners of his lips .

Om-!

The knife pierced through her body, in Su Bai's view, it did pass through...

However, no scars were left.

"Is it hard to understand?" Ling Luo raised her hand and waved it lightly. Several phantoms of Shentu treasured swords appeared in the void. They were just phantoms. Keeping approaching, she smiled sweetly and talked casually: "You really forgot too many things, even forgot... As a celestial girl, my ability is weaving, and I can create counterfeit treasures owned by my sisters through my ability. Taste."

"Even the Shentu Sword in your hand is the same fake."

"If you can't remember, let me tell you."

She met Su Bai's gaze.

"Your method of running pure yang energy..."

"It was taught by me."

"This diamond sword you hold..."

"I made it."

"Even you 3000 years ago..."

"I also grew up watching it."

Lingluo stopped every step, and paused every sentence.

Looking at Su Bai who was in a panic, looking at the human race she had been waiting for for 3000 years.

There were sighs, hatred, and nostalgia in her eyes.

She gritted her teeth and said unwillingly.

"How can you forget."

"How dare you forget."

"You ungrateful man!"