Outside the door, when Rong Xian's last trace of vitality dissipated, the attacks of Black Mist and Tsinghua stagnated.
Tsinghua didn't care about the black mist, and turned into a strong wind and rushed into the room quickly.
He strode to Rong Xian's body, put his hands on Rong Xian's heart, and the powerful energy poured into Rong Xian's body from his body, but it was obviously useless, the power dissipated after entering Rong Xian's body.
He cannot save a dead man.
"A dead man cannot be brought back to life" is an ancient saying that is cruel and unacceptable at this time.
Tsinghua held his hand tightly, and the regret in his eyes drowned him.
He should have come right away when he found something wrong. Why didn't he pay much attention to it at that time? If he had come directly at that time, maybe the little apprentice would not have died.
"I will wake up, so you don't have to be sad." The light and weightless body came to Tsinghua, and the pure voice was also stained with two points of warmth.
Outside the door, Ling Juncong, Lu Yuan, Anyang and others looked at the black mist vigilantly. They all heard the voices in the house, but they did not dare to make any movement. They were not sure what else the black mist could do.
But the black mist fluttered lightly and suddenly turned into a human shape, and there was no expression on the man's delicate face.
The corners of her eyes seemed to still have wet tears, but the momentum around her body instantly rose like a tsunami, surging and pressing on Ling Juncong and the others.
Under this pressure, Xiaowan, Qu Qianqian, Yan Fei, and Bai Changyue vomited blood and fell to the ground. Ling Juncong, Anyang, and Lu Yuan also seemed to be a small boat on the rough sea. The power of man's despair has nowhere to go, nowhere to escape.
The house behind them seemed to have been blown down by a hurricane. In the ruins, only Tsinghua and Yangming worked hard to support the barrier to block all the damage from the outside world, and also protect Rong Xian's body from being shattered by the impact.
This magic cultivator is too strong, her strength is like a disaster, making all of them like ants without the slightest resistance.
Looking at the embarrassed appearance of this group of people, the corner of Lou Hanxi's mouth twitched slightly. It was obviously a happy gesture, but it somehow made people feel empty and wanted to cry.
"Kill them." She said indifferently as if she had withdrawn from all emotions, mechanical and strange.
The surrounding shadows swarmed up and fought with Ling Juncong and others.
"Amei..." Rong Xian subconsciously stopped her, but she smiled helplessly when she said it. She was just a wisp of consciousness, a wisp of consciousness that no one could see, hear, or touch on Yin Qi.
She sighed heavily, and said nothing.
Qu Qianqian was surrounded by a few black mists. She looked a little anxious. As soon as she opened the black mist with a palm, she was slapped on the forehead.
Who dares to hit her head and don't want to live? !
She turned her head fiercely, and the next moment her mouth twitched, this person was her father.
Qu Qianqian suddenly lost her mind, she turned around and ran towards Ling Juncong, breaking the black mist behind Ling Juncong.
When Ling Jun saw Qu Qianqian coming over, he subconsciously took two steps back.
Qu Qianqian's footsteps stopped suddenly, tears in her eyes, but she was stubborn not to let it fall.
"Your Majesty..." Qu Qianqian called in a trembling voice.
Ling Jun guarded against the black fog coming up from the surrounding, and said with deep eyes: "Qianqian, you are the saintess of the Demon Sect. These people are all demon cultivators. You swear, you don't know these people in front of you."
Qu Qianqian was dumbfounded, how could she swear that there were not only her subordinates, but also her father, how could they not know each other.
She had long known that Ling Juncong was very sensitive, but she did not expect to be on guard against her at this critical moment.
Qu Qianqian didn't speak for a long time, the surrounding demons seemed to be unable to see her and never attacked her.
Ling Jun's face was stunned, his fists were clenched tightly, and he punched away a cloud of black mist. When the black mist condensed again, he fell to the ground and made no sound.
"Let's go, don't show up in front of me again." Ling Juncong's movements became more and more ruthless.
He couldn't do the act of holding Qianqian hostage, nor could he hurt her, so he could only let her out of his sight and not appear again.
The tears in Qu Qianqian's eyes finally fell. She always knew that she liked Ling Juncong very much, until she was driven out of his world by Ling Juncong.
Qu Qianqian was sad, and Ling Jun never felt much better.
He likes Qu Qianqian, who is charming and charming, a frown and a smile can make people's hearts rippling, but shy and blushing because of a green kiss.
But they have different positions, so why pretend to deceive themselves and make each other sad.
Qu Lang couldn't see it any longer, he snorted lightly, and sent Lingjun flying away with one palm.
"Father." Qu Qianqian stopped her.
Qu Lang froze for a while, and angrily changed the target and hit again.
They fought hard, but Lou Hanxi flashed and turned into black mist and rushed into the room.
Before everyone could regain their senses, the barrier that Tsinghua and Yangming worked so hard to support disappeared, and then the black mist rolled around Rong Xian's body and fled into the distance.
"Xiao Xian." Seeing Rong Xian being taken away in front of him, Shen Jiulu came back to his senses.
He didn't care about anything, picked up the sword and chased towards the black mist, but was stopped by Qu Lang and others.
Although Qu Lang and his subordinates did not kill anyone in Shen Jiulu, they also had no time to chase Lou Hanxi.
It was not until it was determined that they could no longer find any trace of Lou Hanxi, Qu Lang took out a red medicinal pill and smashed it on the ground.
A faint fragrance rose up, making Jun Cong startled: "This is 'no surprise'."
He was too familiar with this medicine. When he and Lu Yuan followed Rong Xian, Rong Xian used this medicine to deal with the enemy.
Ling Jun fell from the voice, except for Lu Yuan, the other unprepared people directly fell the traditional Chinese medicine to the ground.
Qu Lang Jie Jie smiled, and led his unfortunate daughter and a group of subordinates into the mist, leaving Ling Juncong and Lu Yuan to hurriedly search for the antidote for the small flowers in the sieve from the ruins outside the yard.
From now on, Ling Jun can't take care of Qu Qianqian anymore. Qu Qianqian's position in the magic cultivator is not low, and there will be nothing wrong in any case.
After Lou Hanxi and the main body left, Rong Xian's fluttering figure did not change much. She glanced at the people on the ground, her mind moved, and she flew into the distance along the pull of cause and effect.
Outside the stone bridge, the entire continent set off a bloody storm.
Countless families and sects left because most of the main force in the sect went to find the blood of the Sword Emperor, causing their own strength to decline and being broken by countless demon cultivators.
One by one, the corpses were fragmented, and the courtyards were reduced to scorched earth. The wailing of pain and despair became the main theme, and cursing and begging for mercy became the foil.
That night, fires broke out, and the blood in all directions finally converged into a small river and entered Nanzhou.
In Guitu City, which is surrounded by seawater in Nanzhou, the flower trees with bright red flower clusters all year round gently sway their flowers, as if they are rejoicing, and they seem to be welcoming something.
Rong Xian: This seat is dead again QAQ
(End of this chapter)