The Emperor Summoning System

It was just a field of strength, and even they felt that Chang'e hadn't used half of her strength, so they froze the three menacing three saintesses into ice sculptures.

This is no ordinary Cangsun Sect saint!

They are the rare second-level saintesses of Cangsun Sect!

All three of them belong to the mid-level Tianyuan Realm!

It is an existence that can be worshiped as a god wherever you usually go!

But this kind of horror exists, but under Chang'e's means, there is no strength to struggle!

How terrifying is Chang'e's cultivation!

Chang'e sighed silently, like a fairy who plucked the moon from the sky, and waved gently to the full moon.

I saw these moon wheels, under the light of the bright moon on the sky, suddenly shone with cold moonlight.

And the shape of the moon disc also changed slowly, until finally it was in the shape of a sword.

In the long sky, thousands of moonlight long swords appeared in an instant!

go!

Thousands of swords were fired at the three ice sculptures!

Inside the ice sculpture, the three of them suddenly showed panic.

And Yang Luokui also shouted: Don't kill my master!

Chang'e frowned, and was about to move away the moonlight long sword aimed at Yang Mina, but suddenly found an abnormality in the ice sculpture.

I saw the bodies of Yang Mina and Yang Qingfang suddenly burst into violent white light.

These two beams of white light, as hot as the scorching sun, gradually began to melt the cold moon field created by Chang'e.

Chang'e let the moonlight long sword stay in the air, and on the face covered by the moonlight, a pair of pupils showed interest.

The white light broke through the ice sculpture in an instant, and the figures of Yang Mina and Yang Qingfang fell to the ground immediately.

Cough cough cough—

They coughed up blood again and again, but what they coughed up was frozen blood with a icy breath.

Chang'e's terrifying power has already hurt their inner organs.

But the eyes of the two seemed to no longer be afraid, but looked at the two white lights emerging from their bodies with confidence.

The two white lights gradually converged in the air, forming a cocoon of light.

The light cocoon broke open, and a crooked old woman stepped out of it.

Yang, the great saint of Yangqin!

Yang Luokui murmured, eyes filled with disbelief.

The first-class great saint, Yang Qin!

One of the right-hand men of the leader of the Cangri Sect, he is in charge of the operation of the Cangri Sect together with the first-level saint son. It can be said that he is the pinnacle figure in the Cangri Sect!

Such an existence, Yang Luokui hadn't seen it a few times since he joined the religion, but he didn't expect to see it here.

Yang Qin's figure paused slightly in the air.

The eyes sunken deep into the eye sockets seemed to be cloudy, but exuded a compelling aura.

She looked at the three saintesses in disappointment, and sighed: It's really useless.

If I hadn't left the Divine Mantra of Haoguang in your body, this time I used this mantra to release the secret method [Wanli Haoguang], and came from thousands of miles away, I am afraid that you would become a piece of powder!

With a wave of her hand, she directly broke the ice on Yang Moxue's body, and rescued Yang Moxue as well.

The three saintesses immediately fell to their knees in shame, trembling all over.

Yang Qin shook her head, then turned her gaze to Chang'e.

The air between heaven and earth seemed to have stopped.

The wind and cloud in the sky also began to stop flowing, as if being pressed against the sky by two shocking forces, not daring to move.

After a long time, unexpectedly, it was Chang'e who spoke first.

You are just a clone, you can't beat me.

Chang'e's faint voice made Yang Qin's pupils shrink suddenly!