The blood-colored light in the pupils flickered, and Luo Yunxiao's eyes showed a serious chill.
A group of [Mingyin Shengyan] jumped up suddenly.
boom!
The flames collided with the scimitar.
The scimitar was repelled by the heat wave, all the blood on Jing Yuan's face faded, and his body was crumbling.
But he seemed to be unable to feel the pain and the threat of death.
Swallowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, his figure suddenly rose from the ground, attacking Luo Yunxiao again.
And Ci'en's gaze swept over Muyan who was closely guarded by Luo Yunxiao behind her.
Rumor has it that the host body, which has experienced robbing and killing in the world of mortals, has no heart, no love, no desire, and hates everything in the world.
Luo Yunxiao's ability to fuse with the Mieshi half-soul will only be more cold-blooded and ruthless than the ordinary Hongchen robbery and killing host.
But this man in front of him is actually protecting Jun Muyan.
When the World Exterminating Demon has something to protect, it means that the invincible Demon has a fatal weakness.
Really interesting!
The corner of Ci'en's mouth slowly evoked a cold smile.
His hands sealed again, but this time he didn't attack Luo Yunxiao.
Instead, the target is directed at Muyan.
Sure enough, the next moment, Ci'en saw Luo Yunxiao standing in front of Muyan in an instant.
This time, the magic cage was not burned, but all fell on him.
Even with Luo Yunxiao's strength, she couldn't hold back at this moment and spit out a mouthful of blood.
And Jing Yuan's blood moon scimitar once again slashed at the top of Luo Yunxiao's head with a mighty momentum.
"Little Master Uncle!"
Muyan transformed into the Qijue Sword, and with a flash of her figure, she was about to rush up to block Jing Yuan's attack.
But her movements suddenly stopped in place, and her eyes widened slightly.
The fire of the red lotus bloomed in the dilapidated palace.
A ball of flames bloomed in the air in the form of a flying bird.
The long knife surrounded by red flames slashed down in the air, blocking Jing Yuan's scimitar at the critical moment.
Red Lotus Seizing Soul Knife!
Invincible Flame Art!
That was just the attack of a mysterious swordsman.
But such a small attack was so heavy to him that he couldn't resist it.
Jing Yuan's body trembled violently, as if something in his eyes was shattering inch by inch, overflowing.
The scimitar in his hand could hardly be held.
He raised his blood-red eyes to look at the slowly descending figure in front of him.
A hoarse voice overflowed from between the lips and teeth: "Yu... Mo..."
Leng Yumo!
Fourth Senior Sister Leng Yumo unexpectedly appeared at such a moment.
Muyan's mind relaxes, her knees become weak, and she almost falls down.
Just rescued from Weiran, she has exhausted all the immortal power in her body.
She still has to keep the remaining divine power now...
Muyan looked coldly at Master Ci En in front of her, and plucked the strings with her fingertips.
The soft music sounded in the hall, but it was so hidden and quiet that almost no one noticed it.
…
Leng Yumo's eyes were also a little red. These days, she traveled around the Western Wilderness day and night, looking for the whereabouts of the little monk.
I don't know how many days I haven't slept well.
But even if he is haggard, he is far inferior to Jing Yuan in front of him.
Leng Yumo looked at the man full of evil spirit, who looked crazy but was as thin as a stick, and hardly dared to recognize that this was his little monk.
"Little monk, do you want to kill my little uncle?" The red lotus soul-destroying knife in Leng Yumo's hand hung down, and said softly, "To avenge your master and brother?"
Jing Yuan lowered his eyebrows and did not speak.
The scimitar has disappeared, and the cassock on his body is now in tatters.
Her body was covered with Xue Ji, and the blood moon was looming between her foreheads.