บท 5546: Please hug my thigh

Just now, the sword Spirit's divine sense attack, they had only endured 20% at most, and that was the result. Ling Chuxi had endured 80% alone. What kind of result would that be?

"Great sect leader, quickly retreat. This sword spirit is really too ..." At this time, Rong Baobao could no longer care about his heart of comparison. No matter what, Ling Chuxi was still the new sect leader of the Qiankun Weapon Workshop. What would happen if an accident happened? so, she shouted anxiously.

However, he had only shouted halfway when he suddenly shut his mouth. He looked at Ling Chuxi with a dumbfounded expression.

Ling Chuxi's hand seals changed and a solemn aura emerged from her body. Following the mysterious, profound, and ever-changing hand seals, waves of Taoist connotation permeated the air around her.

The powerful sword spirit that baby Rong and the others couldn't resist at all was suppressed by her to the point that it couldn't struggle at all.