Suddenly the strong light shot down, and Han Yiming's eyes also looked down with the light. Under the strong light, a barrier of three layers inside and three layers outside appeared. The three barriers outside were like light banners, and the three barriers inside were like thorns. Among the six barriers, the people sitting were Taoist Pingbo, his disciples and the Lingshan Sect.

However, there was a gap in each of the three barriers like light banners, and even the barrier like thorns inside had broken two. A faint figure was trying to penetrate the third barrier. When Han Yiming saw the faint figure, he couldn't help but shout, "Jie Limaha!"

Jie Limahe turned around and saw two black eyebrows on her forehead, with a pair of huge eyes below. The eyebrows and eyes were very close, but they were clearly contoured, with light eyes and dark pupils. When she looked back, her eyes were flowing like water. Her delicate jewelry and thick black hair covered most of her face. The pair of water-like eyes were stunning and fascinated.

When Jie Limaha never turned around, she was just a faint figure, a light figure as light as water waves. When she turned around, her face was already the beautiful face that Han Yiming had seen. However, her body wrapped in a long cloth with invisible color under her charming eyes and bright long hair was a thin body, black and thin arms, legs and feet, and hands were like chicken feet!

Jie Limaha glanced at Han Yiming with his eyes, and slowly changed from his long hair to the gorgeous costume he had seen. His upper body gradually showed the bride's golden gauze and bright wedding dress, and a thick black braid hung to his waist. In an instant, Jie Limaha became a combination of two people. Above the chest was the beautiful woman, and below the chest was the man Moro, who had once practiced hard!

Han Yiming made a sound, and everyone on the ground was stunned. When they saw Jie Lima, they all jumped up, pulled their swords out of their sheaths, and each used their spells. Instantly, the sword lights were scattered, and sword lights rushed towards Jie Lima, as dense as raindrops. Jie Lima was roaring towards the sky. In an instant, the roaring sound in everyone's eyes, and the woman's screams in pain resounded through her heart. There was a snow light in front of her eyes, and she had to block it with her hands, and the attack was slow. Han Yiming had to squint his eyes, but stared at the bottom, and the Mingyuan sword in his hand was tightly pinched. If there weren't many people below, he was afraid that he would not defend his position and accidentally hurt his fellow disciples. Ruying Chasing Wind Sword had already been used several times.

Suddenly, I found that the extremely powerful snow light did not come from Jie Limaha, but from the Wuying Treasure Mirror! The Wuying Treasure Mirror had floated away from Han Yiming, floating high in the air, no longer rotating, and the snow light shot out from the mirror. The light was as white as snow, as if brighter than the sun. Everyone's eyes were almost blind. Inside his ears was the deafening roar of Jie Limaha. The overwhelming pressure came from the place where Jie Limaha was, pressing everyone down. How could they take into account the magic of each person? Even Huang Jingxuan, Zhao Haoyang and Pingbo Taoist could only use all their spiritual power to resist this powerful spiritual power under the powerful pressure.

After a while, the whistle stopped, and Limaha was no longer what she had seen before. When facing everyone, she was full of charm and charming dress. The one who faced the Lingshan School was a thin man with bamboo muscles and plum bones! The man and the woman had no backs, as if they were born on each other's backs. The two had one head, the same body, and the legs. However, the body seemed to be a man, and it looked a little wider and longer, so the beautiful curves of the woman last night were also a little less beautiful. But her legs were the woman's legs, not to mention slender and round, and there were large strings of exquisite foot bells hanging on her ankles. When the wind passed, a small and light sound came.

However, there are four arms above this body, which are plump and tender, with mysterious and beautiful patterns. They are women's. Their ten fingers are spread out, their thumbs and middle fingers are lightly buckled, and they are placed on their chests. They are very beautiful. The other two are thick, with bamboo muscles and plum bones, owned by men. These hands hold a golden ring with one hand, while the other hand is spread flat on their chests.

Han Yiming had already learned from his master that Jie Lima was a couple, but suddenly he saw such a randomly changing combination, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak. After watching for a long time, he came to his senses. He saw that his eyes slightly closed on the man's face, but the woman had flexible eyes, looking around, and there were all kinds of charms wherever his eyes went. After a moment, he took another step forward. Although it was a very light step, her foot bell still made a pleasant sound. Jie Lima's body shape gradually faded as he took this step, becoming like a cloud of fog.

Jie Limaha stepped forward and gradually disappeared, but the barrier on the ground had disappeared. When Han Yiming saw that something was wrong, he had silently recited the sword technique of "Limaha Chasing Wind", hoping that he would also block Jie Limaha with everyone. However, after reciting seven times, Mingyuan's sword did not react at all. He was surprised, suddenly a golden light came from top to bottom and pierced into the sound. He looked up and saw a lotus in the mirror without the form, and a golden light shot out from the lotus stem, directly shooting on Jie Limaha, covering him.

A scream was heard, and Jie Limaha's figure appeared and stopped. His already faded figure became deeper and thicker again, becoming flesh and blood. Jie Limaha opened his mouth, and everyone's ears were filled with noise. He roared wildly, and the golden light seemed to make him extremely angry, and his body swayed and shouted wildly. After a while, Jie Limaha had turned around and shook, and disappeared.

Jie Limahe disappeared, and the golden light shot from the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror disappeared in an instant. Han Yiming's eyes were dizzy and dizzy. He felt that his hands were sinking, cold and hard. He looked down for a long time before he could see clearly that the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror had fallen into his hand and hurriedly put it in his arms. He put the Mingyuan sword into the sheath and said to Zhao Haoyang: "Uncle Master, let's go down first." Zhao Haoyang pulled his hand and fell straight from the air.

Only Sima Lingyi could stand up straight in Lingshan, and the rest fell to the ground. Huang Jingxuan held the Feng Sword in his hand and thought about the direction where Jie Limahe retreated. The disciples of the Pingbo Taoist disciples all fell to the ground, and only the Pingbo Taoist stood aside with the sword. After a moment, everyone who fell to the ground got up one after another, looking terrified and confused.
Chapter completed!