when!
Swords intersect.
The demon general's crushing of the demon lord made Muyan feel as if his internal organs had been violently churned into a ball.
She spat out a mouthful of blood.
But even so, the footsteps of the three of Wuzhuang were not blocked at all.
From the beginning of the Tianmei Temple battle, Wen Zhe had implanted "instructions" in the minds of the three of them.
That is to kill Chu Moli!
Yes!
Wen Zhe knew very well that even the princess of the Demon Race was within his master's expectations.
No matter how strong the other members of Xiaoyaomen are, they still need room to grow.
But only this Chu Moli, his mastery of mantras has far surpassed anyone in the world.
Wen Zhe had a premonition in his heart, as long as he was there, as long as he was kept by the side of Shenmusician Yu Nie Jun Muyan.
One day, they will become the master's confidant.
Let them plan a thousand years of great cause fall short.
Wen Zhe is afraid of his master, and also afraid of death and punishment.
But for thousands of years, he has followed his master, and he is also full of admiration and awe for that mysterious and powerful man.
At the last moment of his life, he suddenly went all out.
Even if the fly ash is annihilated and he falls into reincarnation forever, he will get rid of this hidden danger for his master.
Wu Jie was the fastest of the three.
When he threw himself in front of Chu Moli, the man who had been holding the scroll and flipping through the pages finally slowly raised his head.
There is no fear or panic in his eyes, only the silence and vicissitudes that seem to have never changed since ancient times.
It was as if he had never belonged to this world, lonely and out of place.
There was a strange brilliance in Wuxi's dead eyes.
The magic core on the chest suddenly spun at high speed.
"No, that's the magic core going to explode!! Get out of the way!!"
The complexions of the elders Minwei who rushed over changed drastically.
boom!
With a loud noise, Wu Jie's body was directly shattered into slag.
The strong air wave caused the entire Tianmei Temple to violently turbulent.
Everyone's hearts were raised at once.
Is Chu Moli dead
"Miss Jun!!"
"your Highness!!"
"Little Junior Sister!!!"
In front of Chu Moli, a thin girl stood proudly.
Around her body, there are seven Qijuezi swords.
The long sword buzzed and surged with the power of law, forming a natural protective shield that firmly protected Chu Moli.
But when the aftermath of the magic nuclear explosion completely dissipated.
Muyan's body, which was like the dead end of a crossbow, could no longer hold on, and slowly fell down.
Blood gushed out from every inch of her skin, dyeing her moon-white clothes red.
Chu Moli stared at Muyan in a daze, for a moment, the vicissitudes and silence in his eyes turned into astonishment.
"Why?"
He asked softly, as if asking, and as if muttering to himself: "Why did you do this... little junior sister!"
You know I'm not going to die!
Such an explosion can't kill me.
At most, at most just...
When Muyan was about to fall, she suddenly supported her body with Qijue Sword.
However, Wen Zhe's ultimate move was not over yet.
Yan Yue, Wu Zhuang, and several other controlled demons rushed to Chu Moli's side one after another.
Helian Yanyue's magic core exploded at a speed that Muyan couldn't react.
But this time, it still failed to hurt Chu Moli.
Because Ling Yusheng directly tore through the space and rushed to Chu Moli's side.
With a body of flesh and blood, he desperately blocked the self-destruct attack for him.
Although Ling Yusheng's condition is better than Muyan's, his physical strength is far inferior to that of Muyan who cultivates both spirit and demon.