"snort!"

The leader of the monster was hit by a sword and his throat was pierced. It would not be old without cultivation, and there were much more vital parts on his body than those in the Ageless Realm.

In an instant, the demonic aura on the body of the monster leader became a little messy, but he knew the power of the lightsaber. He endured Bai Mu, who was still stuck in his throat, raised his two dark palms and grabbed it hard on Bai Mu's sword.

"The demon-climbing cafe wakes up...she...fake...he...many...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...he...

A bunch of weird tricks burst out from the two mouths of the monster leader at the same time.

Whoosh!

In an instant, two black and strange fires suddenly emerged from the two dark palms of the monster leader. The flame temperature was extremely high, and the bright white white mute sword began to emit a little black light... Ling Yan felt that his hand holding the sword was about to be roasted by a temperature higher than the magma, his skin was dry and cracked, and his blood gathered and contracted...

The skin on my hands, which had just been boiled by the high temperature, was quickly healed due to the powerful vitality, and my whole body seemed to have entered a stove.

If an ordinary person is afraid of being premature, it is far from easy for Ling Yan, a person who is a six-change ageless state. Whether it is the righteousness of the universe or the innate limit, or the six-virtual armor worn in his clothes, they all support Ling Yan's flesh and blood.

It hurts? It doesn't hurt. Ling Yan, who has long tasted the taste of Black Water Pond, will not be affected by this technique at all.

"The magic: thousands of demonic appearances!!"

The harsh sound of the monster leader sounded again...

After hearing this, Ling Yan felt nervous...

boom!

Move, thousands of tentacles that change from breath are about to break out.

Ling Yan knows that he can't hide, but he can't hide, what can he do?

kill!

Ling Yan made up his mind, and the evil spirit of the Qiankun that was entangled with the tide was instantly withdrawn and attached to the Bai Mu sword.

For a moment, the evil spirit of the universe filled with stars covered the sky, covering Bai Mu. The Bai Mu, who was flashing with starlight, looked like a celestial weapon from the outside.

However, even though its power is not as powerful as the heavenly weapon, it is still comparable to the upper ground weapon.

Ling Yan had already turned his eyes and was full of hostility!

Hidden Dragon Thorn!

Bai Mu, who was attached with the evil spirit of the universe, was pulled by Ling Yan's big hand under the influence of ten thousand forces. Bai Mu spindled wildly like an electric drill with the maximum horsepower.

Among the seven hidden dragon styles, the hidden dragon thorn emphasizes the use of swords to double its power.

Bai Mu was still stuck in the throat of the monster leader at this time. With the display of the hidden dragon thorn, the golden light moved from time to time. The monster leader actually noticed that a few dragon roars suddenly sounded in his mind...

The rolled up airflow tear up all the flesh and blood demonic aura next to the throat of the demon leader, and large patches of green evil gas sprayed out.

Ling Yan tried his best to break the monster's head!!

"Little...she...old...husband...and...and...can't you kill...ridiculous..."

However, what surprised Ling Yan was that no matter how Bai Mu rolled it, he could not cut off the neck of the monster leader. The rolled airflow could only peel off some flesh from its throat.

Its body is too strong to be broken!

Ling Yan was frightened, but this was no longer the time to be frightened.

Thousands of demonic appearances, driving thousands of black tentacles, have already hit the righteous spirit of the universe protecting Ling Yan.

Ling Yan wanted to go around the back of the monster leader and wanted to use his body to avoid it, but he found that the monster leader's palm actually grabbed Bai Mu tightly... It seemed that the flesh on its hand had become one with Bai Mu...

Oops!

Overwhelming attack, momentum, murderous intent, fierce!

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang...

Countless attacks hit Qiankun's righteous energy like raindrops. Ling Yan's blood tendons and meridians were like a level ten tsunami. With this turbulent attack, they rolled wildly and roared. The eyes, nose, mouth, and ears began to flow out a large amount of blood...

Click...

A few cracks appeared in the air shield formed by the righteous energy of the universe.

Ling Yan screamed in secret, but at this time, a crystal soft ball of light slowly floated over and fell on Ling Yan's head. The turbulent blood tendons slightly calmed down.

However, the attacks continued, and the light ball emitted by Ziyun was just a drop in the bucket. If Ziyun's energy source continued to recover Ling Yan, it would be fine, but the problem was that they could not save it themselves.

"If this continues, Ling Yan will die. Why are you still standing there? Open the Tiangang magic circle quickly and fight out to save Ling Yan!"

Leng Wanqing, who was standing beside Ziyun, stared at Ling Yan, who was devoured by the black aura, and her face turned pale, but no matter how she called her, no one looked at her...

Only Ziyun comforted her gently: "The attacks around us are extremely frequent, and we can't resist the formation if we open the formation. Without the Tiangang Magic Formation, everyone here will die..."

"Is it possible that Ling Yan died like this? He was deeply trapped in the monster's magic in order to save you!! Without him, you would have died long ago!!" Leng Wanqing looked at the Xianmiao Valley and the disciples of Tianyuan Sect coldly. Her tender faces were full of disdain, and Bingbing's cold words were very harsh, but no one would say to her...

When everyone heard this, many people felt guilty on their faces, but some people still ignored Leng Wanqing's words.

Although they knew it, they thought it would be useless if the battle was started...

If Ling Yan didn't take action, they would not be able to hold on to it now. The monster leader would have broken the Tiangang Array long ago.

"Zi Yun, I think it's better to open the magic circle first, arrange a few disciples to support your defense, and temporarily pull out the Tiangang magic circle!"

Xiao Zhongzi hesitated again and again, but his conscience still defeated reason and spoke.

In fact, he also thought that if Ling Yan died, the monster leader would be able to free up and deal with them better. By then, no one would escape the fate of death.

The end of the soul being swallowed...it will never be reborn...

"Then you are going to retreat, I'll save that friend!!" Zi Yun bit her silver teeth, nodded, took out a gem from her bag, and prepared to cast a defensive spell on herself.

"Hmph, how do you save me? Go and add blood to Ling Yan?? Forget it, let me do it!"

Leng Wanqing suddenly spoke, wearing a red dress and bare white feet, she stood directly at the front of the magic circle. Her beautiful back formed by long hair and slender waist from her waist were left to everyone... Her thin figure seemed to fall down as soon as she blew...
Chapter completed!