Yan Rong was entangled with two of them, and Shen Mubai had three of them, so she had no time to separate herself, so she could only throw a powerful magic weapon at him to protect him, and then started fighting with those three .
It's just that she had mobilized some vitality when she was on the top, and when she dealt with the Huoyan Beast before, her already damaged dantian was severely injured again. Although she pretended to be fine on the surface, in fact, she was alone People know.
So after playing for a while, he has faintly lost the wind.
Yan Rong over there noticed that even though he had dealt with it extremely hard, when he thought that Master would be injured again, he decided to come over regardless.
The two monsters tripped him.
Besides, on Shen Mubai's side, after the downwind, the spiritual energy in the dantian gradually faded away, she replenished it once with the spiritual stone in the storage bag, and killed one of them in a burst of energy.
It's just that this monster doesn't know what class it is, it's tough and powerful, even though Shen Mubai has many magic weapons, he can't do anything about them for a while.
So when a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out from his throat, Shen Mubai was negligent for a moment, the sword in his hand was blown away, and the two blood-red eyes of the monster stared straight at her, and rushed towards her the next moment.
The body fell to the ground fiercely, and the brain became a little unconscious. Shen Mubai's body had reached the end of the crossbow, and he could only dodge the blow with all his strength, but half of his body was still injured, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood again .
Yan Rong over there let out a muffled snort, a large piece of flesh was scraped off his arm, his eyes were red, and a dangerous and gloomy aura erupted from his body, causing the monsters to pause and subconsciously back a few steps .
But in the next second, the body was beheaded from top to bottom by a bronze sword, and it was all bloody.
Yan Rong's face was stained with blood, and he walked step by step towards the woman who had passed out, his pupils were crimson red with a dark color, his whole body was glowing with dim flames, his whole body was charming and extremely dangerous .
Touching the side of the woman's face with his hand, Yan Rong hugged her and said in a low tone, "Master."
Like fragments under the feet, the entire space fell apart, and switched to another scene again.
The dark and narrow space, where you can't see your fingers, gives people a feeling of suffocation. It is so quiet that you can't feel the passage of time, which makes people feel scared.
An imperceptible sigh sounded, containing a trace of surprise and a trace of pity.
A little vigilance appeared in Yan Rong's eyes, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, and said in a deep tone, "Who?"
"Demon spirit root, a rare gift from heaven that can't be encountered in tens of thousands of years." The voice seemed to have gone through many vicissitudes, but there was a trace of extremely uncomfortable feeling.
Even though he didn't show up, the invisible coercion made people breathless.
Yan Rong hugged the person in his arms tightly, and said in a cold tone, "What do seniors want to do?"
The owner of the voice paused slightly, "Don't worry, I won't touch your master."
The vigilance in Yan Rong's eyes hadn't faded at all, and he was in a tense state, paying attention to the movement around him with all his attention.
The voice said helplessly, "If I want to hurt you, why should I talk so much nonsense to you?"
Yan Rong didn't speak.
The voice continued, "Do you know Demon Spirit Root?"
Yan Rong had never heard of it before, but just hearing the name, she frowned slightly and said, "Speak directly if you have something to say, senior."
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