"Such a genius was born on Divine Phoenix Island. Unexpectedly, he would fall to His Highness the Human Emperor. It is such a pity."
"Seven geniuses, plus a few sealers, it's worth dying for him to die."
Many monks in the distance looked at the blood-stained and swaying figure on the battlefield with complicated expressions, talking in low voices, and showing regret.
That lonely figure looked a little pitiful and sad.
Many monks knew that the descendant of Divine Phoenix Island was about to die, and even the gods could not save him!
Su Zimo's situation is indeed very bad.
The left chest was pierced, bleeding profusely, the lute bone on the back was broken, and there was a huge wound on the abdomen, which was shocking. If he didn't hold it with his hands, his intestines would burst out.
Su Zimo could even feel that life was passing by bit by bit!
The blood is still flowing.
The injuries inside the body showed no signs of healing.
This means that the injuries on his body have now exceeded the limit of the body's ability to heal itself!
In front of him, there were still the old monks of Wuxiang Temple and the sealers of the Phantom Demon Sect who had not taken action.
Even if the two sealers watch with cold eyes, it won't be long before the blood in his body runs out and he will die.
Su Zimo was dizzy, and a familiar bloody figure seemed to flash before his eyes.
"Miss Butterfly..."
Subconsciously, Su Zimo called out softly.
There was no response. The figure in front turned slightly sideways, frowned slightly, and glanced at him, with endless worry and pity in his eyes.
A faint fragrance came, and Su Zimo was shaken, and he opened his eyes hard to look.
After being stunned for a moment, Su Zimo opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word. He lowered his head slightly, unable to hide the loss in his eyes.
Not Dieyue.
But Ji Yaoji.
Due to excessive blood loss, blurred vision, and the lingering thoughts in his heart over the years, Su Zimo saw the pink dress on Ji Yaoxing as blood red.
"She... left a long time ago and will not come back."
"In the end, I still couldn't catch up with her, and there was no chance."
"well."
Su Zimo sighed deeply, his body swayed, his eyelids were heavy, his will gradually sank, and he fell into the endless abyss...
At this moment, a voice came to his ears, and Su Zimo's consciousness was pulled back from the abyss of death!
"Two seniors, let him go."
This was Ji Yaoji's voice, right in front of Su Zimo.
"Witch, go away!"
The old monk of Wuxiang Temple walked slowly over, exuding a terrifying aura, and gave a sharp shout.
"Even if the two seniors don't take action, he won't survive. What's wrong with leaving his body intact?"
Ji Yaoji didn't leave, and her voice continued: "Buddhism is compassionate, so why bother to kill them all?"
"Only by killing him with your own hands will there be no other variables."
The old monk of Wuxiang Temple was unmoved, his eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Witch, if you don't leave, don't blame the poor monk for killing you too!"
After a short silence, Ji Yaoxing's voice sounded again, ordinary, but earth-shattering!
"It's hard to obey orders when you're angry."
These four words reveal a determination.
That is a determination that will not waver or take a step back even if you know you will die!
Su Zimo was moved.
Opposite her is the sealer.
The sealer has completely fallen into rage and can kill him with just a raise of his hand!
Su Zimo did not expect that in such a situation, Ji Yaojing would stand up and stand in front of him without hesitation, without flinching.
"This stupid woman."
Su Zimo's lips moved, making a sound like a mosquito or fly, so subtle that it was inaudible.
"Well… "
The old monk of Wuxiang Temple nodded, his face expressionless, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Since you want to die, I will help you!"
boom!
The golden elixir in the body of the old monk of Wuxiang Temple exploded, his aura surged, and he took action boldly!
"No phase finger!"
The old monk of Wuxiang Temple stretched out a finger and tapped it gently in the direction of Ji Yaoji.
In an instant, the heaven and earth shook!
What kind of finger is this
It was clearly a sky-reaching stone pillar, with unbridled pressure, roaring across the void, as if it was going to smash Ji Yaoji into pieces!
Su Zimo gritted his teeth and wanted to take action to block the attack for Ji Yaojing.
But he was too seriously injured, and he had no strength left in his body and could not move.
Ji Yaojing blinked her eyes, a little ripple appeared in her beautiful eyes, and a misty and charming light burst out, falling in the eyes of the old monk of Wuxiang Temple.
Fairy Ji removed her veil, revealing a bright and flawless pretty face, and smiled sweetly.
Confuse all sentient beings and enchant the world!
Not to mention the old monk of Wuxiang Temple directly opposite, even the many monks watching from a distance were stunned on the spot, with their mouths open and saliva flowing without realizing it.
This series of actions is more than just charming eyes.
This has brought the power of "Su Nv Jing" to its extreme!
"Um?"
Although the old monk of Wuxiang Temple is a real person of Jindan, he has not practiced many secret techniques of King Kong Temple and cannot perfectly restrain the "Su Nv Sutra". As his mind is rippling, the power of Wuxiangzhi becomes a little weaker.
"go!"
At the same time, Ji Yaojing took action, offering a colorful ribbon, with great aura, and collided with the oncoming Wu Xiangzhi.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
Ji Yaojing's face changed drastically, her delicate body trembled, and she kept retreating.
Every time she takes a step back, Fairy Ji will cough up a mouthful of blood, which is scarlet and dazzling!
Not everyone can withstand the full blow of the sealer like Su Zimo.
If the old monk of Wuxiang Temple hadn't been distracted and the power of Wuxiang Zhi was slightly dispersed, this blow would have been enough to knock Ji Yaojing into pieces and kill her!
Even so, when Ji Yaojing retreated step by step in front of Su Zimo, she had already suffered heavy injuries, was on the verge of death, and was in a critical situation.
Behind the old monk of Wuxiang Temple, a series of gnawing cracks appeared, which was cold and dark.
"snort!"
The old monk of Wuxiang Temple looked gloomy and sneered: "Before he dies, the poor monk will give you another great gift, asking you to become a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate and go to hell together!"
Before he finished speaking, a flame popped up from the fingertips of the old monk of Wuxiang Temple and came to the two of them in an instant.
The flame was red and bright, with a hint of light gold mixed in it, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
Really hot!
Above the third level of spiritual fire, there is real fire!
Only a Jindan master with a fire spirit root can cultivate true fire, which is enough to burn all foundation-building monks, and even burn pure-blood ferocious beasts in the foundation-building realm to ashes!
The corners of Su Zimo's eyes were beating wildly.
He is a weapon refiner himself and controls flames, so he naturally knows how powerful this real fire is.
Before, no sealer had released true fire, just because they were not monks with fire spiritual roots.
Su Zimo took a deep breath, tried his best to push Yao Ji in front of him, and growled in his mouth: "Quickly leave!"
call!
The flames fell on Su Zimo and instantly surged, sweeping across his body!
In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo became a burning person.