If Jiang Zitong had a big prairie in her heart, then at this moment, there must be countless ****s rushing happily on that big prairie.

It took more than ten years of energy to join the Changsheng Cult, and it was not even possible to make wedding dresses for others?

Jiang Zitong's face was full of depression, but the others were confused. I don't know why Jiang Zitong showed such an expression.

Zhang Quan, who came out from the road, knew nothing. Seeing Jiang Zitong staring at her chest in a daze, she thought that this woman had any inappropriate thoughts about her.

The woman Jiang Zitong has transformed from the purity of the past to the charm of the present. Zhang Quan is also a normal man. It is impossible to say that he is not moved. However, the righteousness of Longhu Mountain is on his shoulders, not to mention that he has fallen in love with Mo Yuchen, so at this time, his guardianship towards Jiang Zitong is far greater than his appreciation of beauty.

"What's going on in my chest? What's up to you?" Zhang Quan said with great disdain.

Jiang Zitong was so angry that her eyebrows were raised and she raised her hand to attack Zhang Quan.

After two matches just now, Zhang Quan knew that he was not Jiang Zitong's opponent, so his moves were mainly to save his life. Although he could not hurt Jiang Zitong, Jiang Zitong had no choice but to deal with him for a while.

The two of them fought back and forth, fighting at the top of the Kirin statue, no less intense than the battle between Yan Ning and He Ziyin.

Everyone standing below was surprised for a moment and did not react and wanted to come forward to help.

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoya, who kicked He Ziyin to death, finally walked out of the ruins, and one of her hands was dragging He Ziyin.

At this time, He Ziyin did not have the power of the past. When he fought with Yan Ning, he consumed most of his skills. As a result, he was attacked by a perverted Zhuang Xiaoya at the critical moment. Without any resistance, he was beaten like this.

At this time, he was already in a coma, and his lower body was trampled by Zhuang Xiaoya, and he might have lost too much blood now.

As for the purpose of restoring some of the original organ functions, it may be difficult.

Yan Ning saw Zhuang Xiaoya coming out and was about to meet him, but when he saw He Ziyin's miserable situation, he immediately clamped his legs.

Zhuang Xiaoya threw He Ziyin aside and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"Here, Zhang Quan is fighting on the top of the Qilin statue." Yan Ning pointed to the Qilin statue and said.

Zhuang Xiaoya glanced at it, then said in disbelief: "Then... the woman in purple clothes is..."

Although Yan Ning didn't want to admit it, he nodded and said, "It's her."

Zhuang Xiaoya, who got the definite answer, felt uncomfortable, but she understood Yan Ning's mood even more.

Yan Ning's face was as calm as before, but Zhuang Xiaoya, who knew Yan Ning, understood that he must be very sad.

Before Zhuang Xiaoya could comfort her, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky. The two of them quickly looked up and saw that only Zhang Quan's sword ruler was left above the Qilin statue. Zhang Quan and Jiang Zitong actually penetrated the Qilin statue through a big hole. At this time, the Qilin statue exploded continuously, and it was obvious that the two were still fighting against the Qilin statue.

Seeing this, Yan Ning's face darkened, and then immediately said, "Everyone hurry up and go to the altar and rescue all the living people in the deep pit. This unicorn seems to be about to collapse!"

It was almost time to speak. Before Yan Ning finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the Qilin statue. The center of the explosion was the buttock of the Qilin statue.

Yan Ning had met Sisi's father in the altar prison. He told Yan Ning that the weakness of the Kirin statue is this butt. If it is destroyed here, the entire Kirin statue will have no support point and will definitely collapse.

If it collapses at this time, the girls in the deep pit will definitely not be spared!

Everyone quickly reacted, and shot out like bows and arrows, and in the blink of an eye came to the altar.

But when everyone saw that there were hundreds of innocent girls in the deep pit, their faces suddenly looked ugly. Judging from this posture, the unicorn feet on everyone's heads would soon fall down, and the only one they could save was just one person!

The walls in the deep pit are as smooth as mirrors, and the girls inside are scarred and cannot move on their own. Even if Yan Ning calls on all the resentful spirits to take action, he may only save half of them.

"Don't care too much, everyone, hurry up and find a way!"

Yan Ning's body had recovered 30%. Although every action would touch his wound, causing him to grin and grit his teeth, he still jumped out of the deep pit in front of everyone, grabbed a girl with his left and right hands, and then jumped up.

Let go, turn around, and jump into the pit again.

Whether it was Li Yaxuan, Zhuang Xiaoya, or Maoshan's Thirteen Grandmasters, they all tried their best to save people. After a few breaths, most of the girls below had been saved.

At this time, the explosion seemed to have reached everyone's scalp, and everyone suddenly felt their scalp numb. When they looked up, the huge unicorn's feet suddenly broke and fell from mid-air!

"Yan Ning!"

Everyone climbed up, but Yan Ning heard someone calling his name below. He looked down and saw that Zhuang Xiaoya was still standing in the deep pit, with the last girl on her back!

"Xiao Ya!"

Without any hesitation, Yan Ning jumped into the deep pit regardless of everyone's obstacles and stood beside Zhuang Xiaoya.

At the same time, the unicorn feet in the air fell down with a bang, filling the entire deep pit tightly!

"Brother Yan Ning!"

"Third Master!"

"Yan Ning!"

Everyone couldn't help but feel nervous and exclaimed!

Li Feifei's face was even more pale, and the blood that had recovered disappeared instantly.

Two streams of light flew out of the Kirin statue, one fell to the tail of the Kirin statue, and the other fell to the sword ruler.

Blood was overflowing from the corner of Zhang Quan's mouth, he knelt on the ground with one knee, grabbed the sword ruler with one hand, so that he could barely stand.

Jiang Zitong also felt uncomfortable. Her clothes were a little messy and blood was soaked in her calves.

Jiang Zitong seemed to hear everyone's shouts, looked down and understood something in an instant.

She chuckled: "Your good brother seems to be dying. Should you care about him?"

Zhang Quan sneered, not even lowered his head, and said confidently: "Yan Ning won't die so easily, I believe him!"

"Oh, is that?" Jiang Zitong shook her head.

At this time, everyone standing next to the pit suddenly felt the ground trembling, and then they were scared to retreat a few steps because the huge rock in front of them actually began to rise slowly!

Jiang Zitong's face changed and her eyes stared at the deep pit.

"drink……"
Chapter completed!