Before Shen Luo could figure out what was going on, he discovered that the blood flame on his arm was rapidly fading, and the demonic energy that was corroding his body was also flowing back and was actually continuously flowing into Li Zhu's body.
As the demonic energy and blood flames continued to flow in, the expression on Li Zhu's face became more and more ferocious, but the aura on his body continued to rise.
What's even more strange is that as her aura continued to grow stronger, the unique aura that originally belonged to Chi You gradually faded.
Shen Luo's mind moved, and he vaguely thought of a possibility, and was suddenly shocked.
He no longer cared whether Li Zhu's action could help him completely eliminate the evil energy in his body. He only knew that if he allowed this to happen, it might cause unpredictable danger.
Shen Luo raised his hand and the Pure Yang Sword embryo immediately appeared. He held it in his hand and stabbed it towards Li Zhu's forehead.
Completely different from his reaction when he was stabbed in the heart before, Li Zhu's expression suddenly changed, and his body leaned back sharply to avoid the attack.
Immediately afterwards, blood began to shine on his body, and the speed at which he extracted power from Shen Luo became faster and faster.
At the same time, several strands of Chi You's evil energy in his body flowed out directly and ran around in his body, causing his blood and energy to surge, his magic power to become disordered, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
One of the evil spirits rushed straight to his brain and penetrated into his sea of consciousness.
In an instant, Shen Luo's eyes turned blood red, and he seemed to be standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. In front of him was the collapsed wall of Chang'an City and blood flowing like a river.
In the reflection of the blood, Shen Luo saw not himself, but Chi You.
His sea of consciousness shook violently and he suddenly woke up.
"No, we must not let Chi You have any chance to make a comeback." Shen Luo shouted in his heart.
He raised his hand and let go of the Chunyang sword embryo. He grabbed Li Zhu's head with both hands, and used all his strength to pull it over, pressing it against his forehead.
The next moment, the Pure Yang Sword embryo shot back under his traction and pierced through the heads of the two people who were pressed tightly together.
Li Zhu sensed the flying sword approaching, and suddenly pushed Shen Luo with both hands, trying to separate from him.
However, Shen Luo held her head tightly, not letting it move away at all.
Li Zhu suddenly became ferocious, grabbed Shen Luo's arms with both hands, his aura surged, and he suddenly pulled downwards with force.
"Squeak..."
Two light sounds were heard, and the muscles in Shen Luo's arms were torn apart, and blood spurted out.
He clenched his teeth and poured all his magical strength into his arms. He held on tightly without letting go at all.
The Chunyang sword embryo finally flew over and stabbed at the back of Lizhu's head.
Wherever the sword light fell, blood splattered, and a bloody hole appeared on the back of Li Zhu's head. The Pure Yang sword embryo burning with red flames directly pierced through her sea of consciousness and came out from her forehead. Half of the sword tip also nailed into Shen Luo's forehead.
At the critical moment, a figure finally arrived and grabbed the Chunyang sword embryo from behind Li Zhu.
Blood was oozing from Shen Luo's forehead as he slowly leaned back. The tip of the Chunyang sword embryo slowly retreated from his skull.
His eyes were blurred by blood, and he could only vaguely see the person in front of him, who seemed to be Fu Donglai. He then grinned with difficulty and said thank you.