Scolding followed by scolding, if Xue Li died, Li Luo thought to himself that he probably wouldn't survive for long. Ming Hong took out his sheath and rushed over with Xue Li. Before he could jump over the white cauldron, a strong wind suddenly hit his face.

came and knocked him back, and Xue Li's clear scream came to his ears: "Take it, get back!"

Li Luo didn't care much whether he wanted to go or not. Xue Li was used to being beaten and scolded these days, but this sentence almost made him lose his mind. What she asked him to take was a total of five five-color spirit beads! Naturally, she couldn't just ignore them.

, if he doesn’t take it, it’s not impossible for Xue Li to sacrifice his sword. If he takes it, I’m afraid he will end up with the same fate as the two Yinghuo tribesmen lying on the ground at the moment. But the situation in front of him does not allow Li Luo to think too much, Bing Xin

Jue moved rapidly with the alien energy, stretched out a hand to hold the five beads in his palm, and the moment the beads came into his hand, five different strands of energy rushed into the meridians.

Li Luo secretly shouted, "My life is over." At this moment, suddenly another more fierce and unruly Qi came first and flowed into his meridians first. At the same time as this Qi appeared, that Qi appeared.

The five true qi were like tame domestic animals, not daring to cause trouble in his body. Instead, they slowly circulated along the eight extraordinary meridians. Li Luo was stunned, and in an instant he understood that this true qi was from Xue Li.

, it must have been given to him to save his life because he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the erosion of his energy.

Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt relieved. When he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him made him feel chilled even though he had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time.

The sword is like the evil wind, and the people are like evil ghosts. There is no difference in the number of people in front of the bloody long sword. Only the bloody flowers blooming with the red light are charming and moving. They are more beautiful than the flowers all over the flower garden all day long.

It is also more deadly. In the blood tide, Xue Li's figure is like a dancing butterfly in this sea of ​​blood. Wherever he passes, there will be flowers blooming and falling, but no leaves touch him. The sharp edge of the sword

, there is almost no difference between people and weapons. The people of the Yinghuo clan have turned into flowers and grass for harvesting in front of this blood sword. They surrounded it, then dispersed, surrounded it again, and then retreated. However, Xueli took his time.

, just wandering in her own sword domain, trusting the horse and reining the reins, allowing Li Luo to realize that she was not surrounded by more than a hundred Yinghuo tribesmen, but she was surrounded by more than a hundred people by herself.

The ferocious ape roared again and again, and every time it wanted to pounce on the blood glass and break the corpse into thousands of pieces, but somehow it could endure it. Li Luo guessed that this might be the rule set by the five tribes in the far north when they first came here many years ago.

The ferocious beasts of the tribe cannot interfere in the disputes between the tribes. Naturally, it is also possible that the ferocious ape is afraid of the Qing Niu and the white tiger joining forces.

The white tiger may not lose much to it.

Li Luo didn't know whether to close his eyes or open his eyes. The blood in the crowd looked like a child's executioner holding a sharp blade and having no power to restrain a chicken. He was cold-blooded and ruthless. The more the flowers bloomed, the more beautiful she became.

The smile on his face became thicker. But no matter how cold-blooded she was, Li Luo also knew one thing. She had been merciful to him a few days ago. No matter what her purpose was, she always showed him mercy.

The Yinghuo clan was defeated. In Xue Li's eyes, human life is not human life. In the eyes of the vicious ape, the lives of the Yinghuo clan are even less valuable. What it wants is the red spirit bead.

The crowd was dispersed, and the remaining Yinghuo tribesmen were no longer able to block the edge of the blood sword. They were pressed by Xue Li on the corner of the altar. Looking at her appearance, it seemed that she wanted to kill them all. Li Luo felt cruel, but did not feel uncomfortable.

Forbearance, compared to Xue Li, the number of people I killed was not a thousand times as many as hers, so why should I be so pretentious?

More than half of the Yinghuo people fell to the ground. Those lying on the ground were rarely injured, and most of them died. The remaining people could barely resist the fierce flames of the blood sword, but they didn't know how long they could last, but no one dared to escape. Li

Luo could see clearly, not for anything else but because of the white-headed ape, whose roar was both angry and urging him to snatch back the red spirit pearl even if no one was left alive.

More than a hundred blood flowers bloomed, and a dozen more corpses appeared on the ground. In less than a moment, not a single member of the Yinghuo tribe was left. At this moment, the silent Xuan She suddenly straightened up and faced the blood.

Li hissed, not knowing what the purpose was. The ferocious ape glanced at Xuan She, his eyes flashed, growled, and lowered his head slightly. Li Luo felt a chill in his heart. Xuan She had always given him the feeling of being unfathomable, but now

It seems that he has the intention to join forces with Yinghuo Fierce Ape. If so, the situation of the war may change.

The green ox was also in a panic and kept roaring. A white shadow suddenly jumped up from under the altar. It was the white tiger, standing side by side with the green ox, looking at the black snake coldly. The black snake moved its body, blood flowing.

Li turned a blind eye, and the blood sword was still mercilessly harvesting the lives of the Yinghuo tribe. The black snake seemed to be angry, and its eyes were slightly raised. Li Luo was startled, took a step forward, picked out the black beads, and raised his voice

He shouted: "Senior Xuan She, in exchange for spiritual beads, please help me."

Xuan Snake ignored Li Luo's call and swayed slightly. Snake hesitated and stared at Xue Li. The fierce flames of the blood sword were difficult to block, but Li Luo didn't think he could really resist an ancient beast with a mortal body.

Shen shouted: "Xueli, come back quickly!"

Xue Li didn't look back. He seemed to hear her chuckle softly. The sword tip flicked, jumped, and flew away a big head. Then he took three steps back and stretched out his hand to caress the slightly scattered hair.

He raised his head and looked at Xuan She, smiled, then sheathed his sword and walked towards Li Luo as if there was no one else around. He smiled as he walked and said, "I want you to be troublesome."

Li Luo swallowed involuntarily, and there was an indescribable tenderness in Xue Li's expression, which was particularly frightening. This look was completely different from the murderous ghost in the sea of ​​​​blood just now, as if they were one and the same.

There is no suddenness in the place, and there is a contrast that should be like this. In the past, Li Luo used the Great Luo ghost as his face, and took the heads of enemy generals among thousands of people, thinking that he was the Great Luo ghost of the underworld, but she did not need to

Mask, as long as she draws out the bloody sword, she will be the most ferocious and evil Rakshasa in the underworld.

Looking at Xue Li's eyes, Li Luo couldn't help but feel palpitations. He turned his gaze slightly to the side without looking directly. Xue Li didn't pay attention to the dissatisfaction in Xuan She's eyes at all, and just left the Yinghuo clansmen who were struggling to survive the disaster.
Chapter completed!