Zhen Lingling used the True Martial Ghost Refining Array to refine Mo Lin's ghosts.
She had already touched Mo Lin's bottom line.
Today, Mo Lin must kill her.
As the ghosts surged into his body, Mo Lin's strength was restored to its peak.
Mo Lin clearly felt that at least one-third, or even more, of his ghosts had been refined.
Thinking of this, the killing intent deep in Mo Lin's eyes grew even more intense.
Mo Lin swung his right hand, and the purple-blue Sword Qi collided with Zhen Lingling's True Martial Dao Qi.
Both of them took a step back.
Zhen Lingling's breath was steady. She clasped her hands and snorted coldly.
"True Martial Ghost Suppression Technique."
Zhen Lingling was using an Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique.
At the same time, two pure Immortal Qi surged behind her.
A golden light appeared in the air.
The light formed a disc shape and expanded in the air, then enveloped Mo Lin beneath the disc.
Soon after, the disc gathered golden treasure swords.
