But Muyan couldn't be happy at all.
Because in order to block Ci'en's full attack, Luo Yunxiao forcibly received Jing Yuan's knife, and then teleported to her, receiving Ci'en's blow for life.
Blood gurgled from Luo Yunxiao's back, instantly staining Yuebai's clothes and long silver hair red.
Muyan quickly took out the pill and handed it to Luo Yunxiao: "Little uncle, how are you?"
Luo Yunxiao looked back at her, and said lightly: "Are you injured?"
Just as Muyan was about to answer, Ci'en's next attack has arrived.
This seemingly kind old monk completely stripped off his gentle mask at this moment.
Showing a ferocious killing intent.
"Jing Yuan, go and kill the person on the bed."
From the time the protective shield was broken and Muyan appeared, Jing Yuan stood there blankly, with a dazed and sad expression.
The blood moon on the forehead is looming.
"Pure distance!"
Ci'en raised her voice slightly, "That man's name is Li Weiran, he is very good at using spells, killing people like hemp, and countless people have died in his hands. Just now the divine musician has untied the [Xueyang Buddha Verse] on him , he will wake up soon. Once he wakes up, all three of us will die here."
"Jing Yuan, you can't save your master and second senior brother, do you want to watch your senior brother die here too?"
Jingyuan's eyes fell on Shanhui.
Because the chest was pierced by Luo Yunxiao's natal sword, and was burned by the Mingyin Holy Flame.
Such a heavy injury cannot be healed in a short time.
Even though Shanhui had tried her best to turn her divine power to repair the wound, blood kept spitting out of her mouth.
Seeing Jing Yuan looking over, Shan Hui's red eyes roared like a beast: "Go! Jing Yuan, go kill them, avenge Master and Wu Che! You forgot how Wu Che treated you back then! Did you?! You want him to be the spirit in the sky, and you can’t die with peace? Go kill Luo Yunxiao, kill that devil, do you hear me?!"
The blood moon imprint on Jing Yuan's forehead flickered on and off.
The trance and pain in his eyes were gradually replaced by hatred and madness.
He didn't listen to Ci'en's words to kill Li Weiran.
Instead, holding the scimitar in his hand, he slowly walked towards Luo Yunxiao who was confronting Ci'en.
Ci'en's brows were slightly wrinkled.
But then he calmed down again.
In fact, Luo Yunxiao is the only one who can pose a threat to him in the entire Nether Realm.
As long as he can control Mieshi Banhun in his hands, Li Weiran and the remnants of the Kagura master are nothing.
Ci'en's eyes darkened, and she struck the ground heavily with the Zen stick in her hand.
Put your hands together, and suddenly, at a lightning speed, your fingers fly intertwined, forming a complex seal.
Muyan was stunned when she saw his seal gesture.
Because this is by no means a seal technique that Buddhist monks would use.
It doesn't look like the sealing method of spiritual cultivation or magic cultivation.
It's more like... more like... a spell!
Muyan's pupils shrank suddenly, her eyes fixed on Ci'en.
His fingers silently caressed the Tianmoqin.
At the moment when Jingyuan's scimitar hit, Ci'en's hands finally made a seal, and she suddenly pushed towards Luo Yunxiao.
An invisible force was built between heaven and earth.
Luo Yunxiao was trapped in it silently.
Countless black energy lines are intertwined around, like a huge cage from which no one can escape.
Luo Yunxiao found that the natal sword in his hand seemed to have a thousand pounds of strength.
Moreover, it seemed faintly pulled by some force, trying to drag him out of his control.