At this time, Cen Zhou suddenly moved. The black devilish energy all over his body converged towards the palms of his hands.
Soon, it became a real sphere!
There are also electric sparks, and the power contained in it is even more terrifying!
"Sect Master Lu, Sect Master Lu, you didn't expect that one day, your life would be ruined by your apprentice?"
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Cen Zhou's lips curled up into a smile.
With both hands reversed and pushed, the magic ball flew towards Lu Heng with a thunderous momentum!
However, Lu Heng's attention was all on the disciple who had become unfamiliar in front of him, his face was distorted due to the extreme pain, and three words were squeezed out between his teeth.
"… Why?"
Didn't realize the danger was coming.
Seeing this scene, the third elder who was fighting was so anxious that he slapped the demons in front of him and flew away.
However, his distance is too far.
Where the black magic ball passed, the space was distorted by the domineering force!
One can imagine what the consequences would be if the magic ball hit someone! What's more, Lu Heng is still seriously injured now!
The speed of the magic ball is getting faster and faster, and it is very close to Lu Heng!
The third elder's eyes were tearing apart: "Sect Master!"
At this critical moment, a figure suddenly jumped up from the side and rushed towards the magic ball!
The magic ball, which contained terrifying power, was originally extremely fast, but stopped the moment it touched the figure.
Immediately after—
"Crack."
The sound of something breaking.
Even though the voice was extremely subtle, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.
Lu Heng's expression finally changed.
Turned-
"boom!"
The black magic ball finally exploded, releasing terrifying power.
However, most of it was borne by the boy in front of him.
The blood on the boy's face receded quickly like a tide, but he tried his best to smile at him from the bottom of his heart.
"Master, that's great, you're fine..."
Lu Heng's expression was blank for a moment.
In the next second, the pupils constricted, and panic appeared in the black eyes!
"open-"
Before the second word was spoken, the person in front of him fell straight down like a dilapidated kite.
"Damn... No. 888... You didn't prescribe it for me... Pain, sensation, screen, block..."
In mid-air, Jiang Yan, who was falling at an extreme speed, was so painful that his whole body twisted.
The voice of number 888 was full of guilt.
Yan, Yanyan, you, are you okay
"Okay? What a fart..."
Qi Ruoyousi said this sentence, Jiang Yan's eyes gradually blurred.
Before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, he saw a blue figure descending from the sky, like a god.
His body seemed to be wrapped in warmth, and there seemed to be a piercing roar in his ears, but he could no longer feel it.
Even the tearing pain was numb.
Eyelids closed, the whole person fell into darkness...
…
It hurts, it hurts...
When he woke up again, Jiang Yan felt that he was about to suffocate in pain.
No. 888... Pain, sensation, shielding, shielding, what
888 cleared his throat.
Ahem... Yanyan, I have turned the pain shielding function to the maximum. But the injury you suffered this time was not an ordinary injury, your soul was almost shattered into scum. If it weren't for Lu Heng smashing a bunch of top-quality elixir, and having spent a lot of cultivation in person, and using utensils to raise your primordial spirit, you might really die now.
Jiang Yan: "..."
He suddenly regretted being a human shield.
Throat smoked with thirst, Jiang Yan struggled to open his eyes.
What came into view was Lu Heng's haggard face.
Seeing him wake up, Lu Heng froze.
Then, a look of ecstasy filled his face.
"Qing'er, how do you feel?"
Jiang Yan grasped the point from this sentence.
Lu Heng's address for him has changed from "Zhang Qing" to "Qing'er".
Ask No. 888 calmly.
Now, how much is Lu Heng's favorability