Among the giant trees, Xifeng held his sword forward, approaching the heart of the banshee.
The blood vine that was cut off did not regenerate, but the blood that dripped was quickly sucked by other rhizome blood vines. Every long vine is like a cunning snake demon. The unruly attack makes Xifeng feel very difficult, and can't wait to turn into a hairball and rush, so that they can't attack the top and the bottom for a while, and even stab her in the back. waist.
Probably the banshee was born to restrain Qingyuan. The closer Qingyuan was to the banshee, the more uncomfortable she felt. It felt like a wet clothes wrapped around her body and it was still raining in the sky. Never been dry.
He's a little annoyed.
It turned out that he was not powerful at all, and was restrained to death by a female monster. He used the wind as a sword, and stood side by side with the west wind, cutting the vines together.
Really want to unplug these annoying things in one breath, and then take the west wind to eat and drink.
The banshee was surprised to find that these two were not as simple as they seemed, and they had even rushed near her demon heart. She tried to take their blood, and the two seemed to be able to kill her.
She no longer entangled with them, and took all the released blood vines back into the demon heart. The leaked evil energy was quickly withdrawn, and the demon's heart swelled even more. The demon energy mixed with chilling demon energy filled the giant tree.
The sword in Xifeng's hand was vibrating, making her hands numb, and there were many cracks in the protection built by spiritual power. She was asking for Qingyuan's help, but she saw that he was also shaking like the sword in her hand. .
This evil spirit really restrained him specially.
"Qingyuan..."
The blood vines have been collected, the tree hole is empty and silent, and the voice of the west wind enters the irritated Qing Yuan's ears, which makes him instantly come back to his senses. He suppressed the irritability in his heart and was no longer disturbed by the banshee.
Seeing this, the banshee resisted with her demonic energy, but the Dragon God's spiritual power was definitely not something that evil spirits could stop her.
Rao was born to restrain him, but the other party's spiritual power far exceeded her imagination.
My heart couldn't take it anymore, it was beating up and down.
Seeing that Qingyuan had already checked and balanced her, Xifeng raised his sword to stab the demon's heart. Who would have thought that the banshee would turn into a blood vine and block her from going.
Suddenly, a hole was opened outside the tree hole, and a tall woman held a sword in both hands, fell from the sky, and stabbed the sword into the blood-red heart.
The banshee's power suddenly lost its balance and screamed, blood spurting out of her mouth along with her heart. The blood vine hurriedly retracted, slapped the Empress fiercely, directly smashed the spiritual mask on the Empress, and hit the tree trunk heavily.
The sword in his hand was broken, and only the hilt remained in his hand. As soon as the Empress moved, she felt as if her internal organs were smashed to pieces, and immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood. Without spiritual power to protect her body and standing above her heart, the Empress was instantly invaded by evil energy, and her exposed skin was burned.
Xifeng was startled and shouted: "Come on!"
"Give me the sword!"
The Empress shouted, she needed a sword, she would rather die than leave like this. She was stabbed just now, and the banshee was already in chaos, and with another stab, even if she couldn't kill her, she would still be able to win a chance for Xifeng.
She snapped again: "Give me the sword!"
The majesty of the Empress, even if she changed her face and body, still had the aura of a king, and her arrogance was compelling.
But all spirit swords recognize their masters, and Xifeng is not sure whether the sword is willing to obey others and help that person. However, the banshee went mad, and the big net that Qing Yuan locked her began to break free. Only the empress was closest to the demon's heart. At this time, she had no choice. She desperately hoped that her sword would understand her painstaking efforts and help the empress kill the demon. .
"Catch-"
The sword was thrown over there, and Xifeng threw the sword she would never give to anyone else at the Empress.
The Empress, who was hit by the banshee, saw the Lengjian flying towards her, got up and grabbed the sharp sword, clenched her hands tightly, and stabbed it towards her heart.
"hiss-"
The sword immediately left a crack on the scarlet heart, the banshee screamed in pain, and countless evil spirits spewed out of the wound, staining the empress's hands with blood. Evil energy is like gnawing ants, stripping away the flesh and blood of her hands bit by bit.
The clothes were gradually corroded, and then the flesh and blood were corroded, but after a while, the Empress was already bloody.
For mortals, this is like Ling Chi, even more painful than Ling Chi.
The Empress still clenched her sharp sword and did not let go. She clenched her teeth, and the pain almost made her clench her teeth.
But she couldn't let go, couldn't let the banshee escape.
This is her country, the country that their royal family will protect forever!
If the banshee does not die, the land of flowers will become an island of hell. She will not allow this to happen, never!
Even if she loses her life, she will kill the banshee and protect her people!
The sword in his hand suddenly re-entered his heart three inches, stabbing the banshee screaming, trying to turn the empress into bones with evil energy.
However, the sword suddenly overflowed with purifying spiritual energy, spewing directly from the end of the sword, deep in the heart, purifying the evil energy directly.
"what-"
Her heart shrank violently, and the banshee couldn't bear it any longer. She finally gave up the giant tree and escaped from the giant tree with her mutilated body.
After the Banshee left, the Empress suddenly lost her support, clenched the sword that she had never put down, and fell from the giant tree of nothingness.
The branches and leaves of the tree that appeared out of nowhere overlapped under her body, gently supporting her who was falling rapidly.
Like a mother, she gently holds her child in her arms.
In the vagueness, the Empress saw a loving, compassionate face.
This face, when she was a baby, she seemed to have seen...
Xifeng, who finally broke free of the shackles, leaned over and rushed to the comatose Empress, shouting up, "Qingyuan—"
Although the banshee left the tree, she had to be caught. Once she leaves the land of flowers, another land of flowers may appear.
Only by removing her can the future troubles be cut off.
Moreover, the banshee restrained Qing Yuan, and now that she is seriously injured, it is not difficult for Qing Yuan to take her down.
Qing Yuan heard the sound and came out of the huge tree trunk, but saw that the banshee did not escape.
It's not that she doesn't escape, it's that... she can't escape at all.
She was caught.
But it wasn't her friends Xiaohuo and the others who caught her, but... a white-faced scholar.
On the contrary, the friends and the others were unable to move, as if they were being controlled.
Qing Yuan looked at the bland scholar, and then at the evil spirit who was caught by him with one hand. The evil spirit was terrified, roaring silently, completely without the hostility he had just now.
He looked at the white-faced scholar and said, "Magic Night."
The scholar smiled, still smiling gently and elegantly, that ordinary face was shedding its human skin, and gradually turned into an unusually handsome face with a playful smile.
"I want to thank you all for driving this annoying little thing out of the divine tree for me, otherwise I'll have a headache, how can I get her back." He held the banshee struggling desperately in his hands, almost close to her face , smiled and said, "Do you know how hard it was for me to find you? I raised you for 50,000 years, and you repay me like this? It really makes me sad."
"Hi-" The banshee's eyes were full of fear and hatred. She struggled desperately, but her heart had been damaged by most, her demon power was almost lost, and she had no strength to resist.
"I'm not seasick." Qing Yuan said, "It was you who used her demonic energy to confuse my divine power, making me delusional, and I couldn't even find you who was hiding."
Mo Ye smiled and said: "Yes, she can restrain you, you are no longer invincible, Qinglong."
"Oh." Qing Yuan said, "You want to say, I can no longer block your door, right?"
Mo Ye pursed his lips slightly, wanting to fight.
Qing Yuan said extremely frustratedly to Xifeng, who had come out with the Empress on his back and hid behind him: "So I won't get seasick."
It turned out that no one in Jiuxiao would get seasick, and neither would he.
Xifeng was afraid and said angrily: "Now is not the time to say such things!"
Can you come up with the appearance that the battle is imminent, it's a great thing not to be seasick, don't look regretful!
"Aren't you afraid?" Mo Ye asked, "You are completely restrained by this banshee."
"Don't be afraid." Qing Yuan said, "Just get rid of her here. In the 100,000 years I sealed, you only raised one such evil, right, otherwise, you would have attacked the God Realm long ago. You didn't even have the confidence to control her, so you still didn't come to block the gate of the God Realm."
"Yes, but sooner or later I can take her to block your door."
Xifeng is about to cry nervously. I beg you two big devils to stop worrying about blocking the door! Childish ghost!
"If you can't take her away, I won't let you take her away."
Mo Ye smiled, as if mocking: "I spent so much effort to support her, but who would have thought that she would escape, and she even tried to use the blood of a mortal to cultivate and escape my control. Now I spend so much more Too much thought to catch her, but you want to take it away from me. Qinglong, how could I agree."
He spoke for a while, and joked to the Xifeng who was trying to unravel those sclerotic monsters: "Little Xifeng, you have been abandoned in the world for so many years, how can you untie the seal I placed?"
Xifeng frowned at him, and when he met those eyes, he felt uncomfortable.
Qing Yuan said: "You can rely on her to restrain me, but Mo Ye, it is not easy to raise such an evil spirit. She has the magic energy of your hard work on her body, so for the past 50,000 years, you have used yourself You feed her with the blood of your heart. Your demonic energy, in fact, is not as good as it was hundreds of thousands of years ago."
The west wind is slightly paused, is that so
Qing Yuan said again: "You can't beat me, why don't you escape?"
Mo Ye smiled and said: "If you don't escape, you have spent your spiritual power to protect them from the beginning, and you have also spent a lot of effort in the tree. Now you are no different from me."
"Oh..." Qing Yuan's eyebrows suddenly changed slightly, "Really?"
The subtle changes all entered Mo Ye's eyes, as if the other party had already set up an ambush.
His heart sank, knowing that there was no ambush just now, and he was tricked.
But in an instant, his wrist was slashed by the wind knife, blood splattered, Qing Yuan directly cut off his wrist holding the banshee, and in the next instant, Qing Yuan had taken the banshee away and returned to the place.
Mo Ye paused for a while, looked at the calm Qinglong, smiled coldly, his wrists had grown back, and nothing seemed to have changed except for the bloodstains left on his clothes. He said in a low voice, "Even if you take her away, you can't kill her. She was born to restrain you, and she drinks my hard work every day. In the Six Realms, no one can kill her."
"I can."
Mo Ye suddenly stared at the girl.
Xifeng directly raised his sword, and slashed his wrist with the sharp sword of cold light, slid an inch of it, and stained an inch of blood until the end of the sword, which had become a crimson sword. She raised her sword and stabbed the banshee in the heart.
Mo Ye said sharply, "West Wind!"
The sword has pierced into the heart of the banshee, pierced instantly. The banshee screamed, and the harsh sound shook the world.
The whole island trembled, and the ground shook. If it wasn't for Qingyuan to cover it with spiritual energy, I'm afraid the evil energy that rushed out could destroy the entire island in an instant.
The banshee struggled in pain, her eyes turned into two black holes in an instant, and countless souls that were swallowed by her jumped out, and each time she walked away, she grew older.
"what-"
The banshee wanted to break free from the painful peel, but another thought made her suppress the pain.
If you die, you will be free from this bondage...
Seeing that the evil spirits he had worked so hard to support for tens of thousands of years were dying, Mo Ye stared at them fiercely, stabbing towards Qingyuan like a sword.
Qing Yuan felt suffocated by the banshee restraining herself. Seeing Mo Ye's anger, she raised her palm to resist, and was shocked by the demonic qi, and her spiritual qi suddenly became chaotic. But he couldn't let go. Once he let go, the evil spirit of the banshee would devour the west wind.
Xifeng clung to the sword tightly, no matter how hard she struggled, no matter how eroded her flesh and blood, she would not let go.
Once she is let go, Qing Yuan will definitely be restrained by Mo Ye, even if she dies, she will kill the banshee.
Seeing that the two of them did not let go of the banshee at all, Mo Ye finally set off and flew towards the banshee.
The banshee noticed him approaching, tilted her head and roared, her empty eyes like two vortexes, wanting to be swallowed by the future. Mo Ye noticed her evil thoughts, and turned to dodge, without attacking further.
Seeing him retreat, Xifeng finally understood that Mo Ye was not only unable to control the banshee, but even feared her.
The monster that he spent 50,000 years and painstakingly raising, and now he can't even control it himself. That's right, it's not impossible that she can restrain a sky-defying character like Qing Yuan.
In a split second, she even wanted to retract the sword to see where the banshee restrained the demon night. However, she soberly told herself that she couldn't do this. Mo Ye knew everything about this banshee, but they didn't know it at all. She couldn't let Qingyuan take risks.
Thinking about it, she struggled to turn the sword in her hand, completely purifying the heart of the banshee.
"what-"
The evil spirit of the banshee dissipated, and all the spirits she devoured left.
She, who was pale all over her body, glanced at the gray sky for the last time, and instantly turned into a skeleton, and when the wind blew, she turned into ashes.
At this time, the iron shackles locked on her hands and feet had completely left her body.
so good... finally free...
Almost as soon as the west wind pulled away from the sharp sword, a hostile aura flashed in front of him. Xifeng was stunned for a moment, Mo Ye's face was in front of her. Before she could lift her sword again, he grabbed her wrist and twisted it hard, and she heard the sound of her bones shattering.
Mo Ye wanted to remove her hand, but there was nowhere to use her strength. Looking down, Qing Yuan cut off his wrist again, and the wind palm separated him from Xifeng, forcing Mo Ye to step back.
Being shocked by Qinglong, Mo Ye suddenly felt that the demonic energy in his body was retrograde. He didn't expect that even if Qinglong kept getting close to the banshee, he could still hurt him.
It's just that Qingyuan and Xifeng's faces are not very good, and the fierce battle with the banshee has consumed too much of their strength.
Mo Ye sneered, no longer approaching, and suddenly saw Xifeng smile slyly. Look at the sword soul in her hand, pointing at his heart. Mo Ye put his finger against the end of the sharp sword, his eyes mocking: "If you don't plan to die with me, don't do such a meaningless thing."
The sword passed between his fingers, piercing his chest and clothes. Xifeng concentrated his strength, wishing to stab his sword into his heart, and pierce his heart too.
But the sword could not enter half a point.
No matter how hard she tried, the sword was still different.
"Vain."
Mo Ye raised his fingers and saw that the sword was about to be broken. Suddenly, the sword was retracted by Qing Yuan, and it was retracted into Xifeng's scabbard.
Xifeng staggered a step and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qing Yuan said in a low voice: "Not yet, there are several younger brothers between you."
The west wind is not reconciled, but there is nothing he can do. Mo Ye was watching the show the whole time, but they were checked and balanced from the boat, and now they have just fought the banshee, and they are definitely not his opponents.
Mo Ye stared coldly at the pile of ashes with his hands behind his back, raised his eyes to look at the west wind, and said coldly, "You ruined my 50,000 years of hard work."
Xifeng looked at Mo Ye mockingly, and said, "You can't threaten Qingyuan with such a ghost!"
Injuring Qingyuan, who would she lay eggs with. You move him, have you asked me, have you asked me!
"Xifeng, I really underestimate you." Mo Ye smiled, the discomfort in his heart became more and more intense, he still smiled and said, "Qinglong, now is not the time to start a war. Gods and demons will fight another day, we will see you again."
The lingering voice is still there, but the person is no longer there.
Seeing him leave, Xifeng, who had been insisting, had a sweet throat and spit out blood.
Qing Yuan reached out and grabbed her bleeding wrist and took her into his arms.
Xifeng, who had suddenly lost his strength, did not forget to warn in a trembling voice, "Don't hold it too hard."
"Well." Qing Yuan thought for a while and said, "But you don't have Jin Chanyi to hold back."
But I have boobs! Xifeng rolled his eyes in his arms, regardless of whether he was hugged by a thousand pounds.
The cloudy sky is gradually returning to light. The dry giant tree seemed to be slowly spreading its leaves.
The leaves are green and vigorous.
Xifeng glanced weakly, thinking to himself, the country of flowers will not become a country without flowers.