For so many years, ghosts and ghosts have competed against each other.
When Bai Weiwei came, it was like a nuclear bomb, killing most of the ghosts.
If this goes on, all ghosts will be wiped out by the magic circle.
The skull stretched out the fingers of the white bones, and the fingers of the bones were strangely long.
It said, "You die for me."
Bai Weiwei: "Tongzi, feed me the life-saving items."
The system growled: "Okay, let me call Yu Moqian for you!"
Bai Weiwei: "..."
The system had just finished roaring, and a golden light was like a sword glow, smashing all obstacles with a destructive power from a distance.
The power of the light almost blinded everyone.
The strange red mist of the red magic circle shook violently.
The skull was startled, and the golden light had broken through the red defense line and shattered its head.
Bai Weiwei was thrown to the ground again.
And the skull fell from his neck, rolling, rolling, rolling to her feet, and the black hole stared at her.
Bai Weiwei struggled to get up from the ground, blood still flowing from her wrist.
She originally wanted to stop the bleeding, but when she saw those ghosts staring at them, she didn't dare to approach.
She could only drink tomato juice silently.
Bai Bai's face changed greatly when he saw that the magic circle was shattered, he immediately stuck it with a yellow talisman, and then shouted coldly, "Which expert is coming."
As soon as the words fell, the door of the front yard was kicked open.
An extremely neat figure appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Bai Bai immediately picked up the peach wood sword and flew over to kill the person.
As a result, Yu Moqian didn't even see it, he reflexively pulled out the peach wood sword with red tassels from the void, directly smashed Bai Bai's wrist bones, and then lifted his foot to kick the obstructive obstacle away.
He turned his head, his black eyes were deep and strange, and the depths of his black eyes were red.
A Tang suit made him look even more stern and terrifying.
He saw Bai Weiwei standing in a trance in the magic circle, blood on her wrists, palms, and clothes.
Her face was a little pale, and she was shivering surrounded by a bunch of ghosts, indescribably tragic and pitiful.
Yu Moqian's heart twitched suddenly, and the throbbing pain was fierce and violent.
The pain is like a sharp blade piercing the heart, a hammer breaking the bone.
It hurts to the point of breaking apart.
He gritted his teeth, and Junmei's youthful face became ferocious.
Everything on the altar began to vibrate.
The yellow talisman swiped and began to shatter.
Yu Moqian rushed into the ghost formation, and his body was suddenly attacked terribly.
Thousands of knives of red light slashed at him.
Yu Mo moved his sword across his eyes, and with the other hand, he squeezed the red knot and shouted angrily, "Broken."
The red light shattered into light spots, leaving only small wounds on his body.
Bai Bai, who was seriously injured and vomited blood, was about to laugh when he saw Yu Moqian rushing into the ghost formation.
As a result, Yu Moqian's face turned blue when he saw that Yu Moqian was able to compete with the power of the Ghost Demon formation.
Where did this guy come from.
Even Yu Sanqian, the head of Tiandaomen, had to approach the circle with caution.
This man, even when he rushed in, was not torn apart by the Specter.
The ghostly energy on Yu Moqian's body made Li Gui dare not approach him.
Bai Weiwei is yang, he is ghost.
Not easy to mess with.
And the magic circle began to vibrate, and a trace, innumerable threads of blood appeared from the ground.
Start to entangle Yu Moqian.
Yu Moqian walked towards Bai Weiwei step by step as if he couldn't see it.
Bai Weiwei was not affected, but she was bleeding too much, and she was dizzy even with tomato juice.
She swayed and walked towards Yu Moqian.
Although it is a large formation, it is only a dozen or twenty paces left and right.
Both went hard.
Suddenly Bai Weiwei stumbled. She looked down and saw that the bone of her white hand tripped her foot.
She trembled, and it was like a cemetery.
Before she could finish shaking, a tattered body reached out and hugged her.
Yu Moqian's body was bloodshot pierced through the flesh and blood, looking extremely scary.
But he didn't seem to notice, and reached out to hold her bleeding wrist.
The blood on it soaked through his palm, and his palm began to rot.
The blood that restrains ghosts is particularly warm, as terrifying as lava.
Bai Weiwei saw that his palms were starting to rot, her complexion changed, and she wanted to withdraw her hand.
But he found that Yu Moqian was holding her tightly, and he put her hand on his face.
"sorry."
he said softly.
Bai Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, a little dazed.
The blood touched his delicate and fair face, which began to rot.
Yu Moqian's blushing black eyes showed intense pain.
He whispered softly, looking extremely well-behaved, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."