The sword light shuttled back and forth, and groups of fine ghosts screamed and were torn to pieces. Just one move brought such a terrifying power of destruction, and waves of fine ghosts died miserably.

"Go away!~"

Ling Tianyu roared angrily, and struck out with another sword, fiercely and domineeringly slashing towards the sky with the force of splitting mountains and cracking the ground.

Boom!~

The space exploded, and the tyrannical wave of sword power was like a meat grinder. The swarms of fine ghosts didn't even have a chance to scream, and they immediately turned into powder and disappeared into ashes.

Rumble!~

The wave of sword power spread wildly and spread over a large area. The fine ghosts seemed to have been completely surrendered, and they dispersed in a desperate manner, opening up a clear road.

good!

Ling Tianyu's current strength is really too strong. No matter how powerful these fine ghosts are, they are still no match for Ling Tianyu with one sword. Even the raging sword energy is enough to tear them apart.

Soon!

The fine ghosts quickly retreated, and the altar came into view clearly.

See you at first sight!

There are five thick and strange pillars standing on the altar. Some unknown ghost patterns seem to be engraved on the pillars. What is even weirder is that you can actually see pieces of talismans and incantations, like light fallen leaves, flying around the altar.

With.

Take a closer look!

Right in the center of the altar, there seemed to be a humanoid body, wrapped in iron chains, hanging lifelessly.

Princess Lingxin!?
Chapter completed!