The Emperor Summoning System - Chapter 839

[Chapter 839: Wanli Haoguang, Yangqin is coming]

It was just a domain of power, and even they felt that Chang’e had not used half of her strength, so she froze the three saints who had just attacked menacingly into ice sculptures.

This is no ordinary Cangri Sect saint!

They are the rare second-level saints in Cangri Sect!

All three of them are at the middle level of Tianyuan Realm!

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

But this kind of terrifying existence is unable to struggle under Chang’e’s methods!

How terrifying is Chang’e’s cultivation!

Chang’e sighed silently, like a fairy picking the moon from the sky, and waved gently to the moon in the sky.

I saw these moon disks, under the bright moon in the sky, suddenly shining with the cold moonlight.

The shape of the moon wheel also slowly changed, and finally turned into the form of a sword.

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

“Go!”

Thousands of swords fired in unison, heading towards the three ice sculptures to assassinate them!

Inside the ice sculpture, the three of them suddenly looked horrified.

And Yang Luokui also shouted: “Don’t kill my master!”

Chang’e frowned, and was about to move away the moonlight sword pointed at Yang Mina, but she suddenly discovered something abnormal inside the ice sculpture.

The bodies of Yang Mina and Yang Qingfang suddenly burst out with fierce white light.

These two white lights, as hot as the scorching sun, gradually began to melt the cold moon field created by Chang’e.

Chang’e let the moonlight sword stay in the air, and a pair of eyes showed interest in her face covered by the moonlight.

The white light instantly broke through the ice sculpture, and the figures of Yang Meina and Yang Qingfang fell to the ground.

“Cough cough cough -“

They coughed up blood repeatedly, but what they coughed up was frozen blood with a cold smell.

Chang’e’s terrifying power has already hurt their internal organs.

But the two people’s eyes no longer seemed to be afraid, but looked at the two white lights coming out of their bodies with confidence.

Two rays of white light gradually met in the air, converging into a cocoon of light.

The cocoon of light broke open, and an old woman with a stooped figure stepped out.

“Yang, the Great Saint of Yangqin!”

Yang Luokui murmured, his eyes full of disbelief.

The first-level 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. He can be said to be the pinnacle figure in the Cangri Sect!

Yang Luokui had not seen such an existence a few times since he joined the religion, but he did not expect to see him here.

Yang Qin’s figure paused slightly in the air.

The eyes sunk deep into the eye sockets may seem muddy, but they exude a compelling aura.

She looked at the three saints with disappointment and sighed: “It’s really useless.

If I hadn’t left the Haoguang Divine Curse in your bodies, this time I would use this curse to release the secret method [Wanli Haoguang], and you could escape thousands of miles away.” Come on, I’m afraid you’re going to become a piece of powder!”

She waved her hand and directly broke the ice on Yang Moxue’s body, and rescued Yang Moxue.

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

Yang Qin shook his head and then turned his attention to Chang’e.

The air between heaven and earth seemed to be still.

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

After a long time, what was unexpected was that Chang’e was the first to speak.

“You are just a clone, you can’t beat me.”

Chang’e’s faint words made Yang Qin’s pupils shrink suddenly!