Mu Jin used his killing move to intercept the genius Zhou Che.
The dark beast launched a terrifying offensive and pounced on the opponent.
"Hey..." Zhou Che still had a look of disdain on his face. Suddenly, the land beast under him opened its mouth and spat out a ball of white light waves.
"Boom!"
The white light waves collided heavily with the pitch-black head, and a chaotic wave of energy suddenly swept in all directions, and between the two, there was a wave-like frenzy.
"Whoosh!"
Hibiscus stepped back slightly, and the beast under Zhou Che followed suit and grabbed the ground with its four claws.
Looking at the young woman with a cold aura in front of him, Zhou Che said solemnly, "Your strength is not bad. Do you want to consider defecting to our Shengmen? When our Shengmen takes over the Huangquan Sect, you will definitely have a share of the credit..."
Zhou Che knew very well that even if the Guizun lineage was dealt with, there would still be Jihe, Bingge, and Death Palace to deal with later.
It would be a big help if Hibiscus could be brought over.
But Hibiscus not only remained unmoved, but even mocked her.
"Are you worthy of it?"
"Hey, I'll let you see if I'm worthy..." Zhou Che raised his hand and patted the beast under him.
With a cry of "Roar!", the war beast rushed out again, and the spear in his hand released a violent rain of pear blossoms.
"Ten thousand points of flying light startle the dragon soul!"
"Shuashuashua..."
The spears turned into silver dragon shadows as they moved, each one looking extremely ferocious and domineering.
There is no fear on Hibiscus's face, and she swings the long sword with her bright wrist, and the sword energy surges like dark wings bursting out.
"Kuroshio closes the gate!"
The powerful sword wheel bloomed in front of Hibiscus. The sword wheel was like a rotating black millstone, and every inch exuded powerful dark attributes.
"Rumble..." A series of silver dragon-like gun lights hit the black millstone, and the energy burst out and the aftermath exploded.
"Hmph..." Zhou Che snorted coldly, and the war beast jumped up, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
Together with the opponent launching a stronger charge, the spear in his hand was like a thunderbolt that penetrated the troubled times and went straight towards the hibiscus.
"This is what you asked for..."
"boom!"
The spear containing terrifying power collided head-on with the black millstone in front of Hibiscus. The terrifying penetrating power directly shattered the sword energy defense.
"Qiang!"
The spear continued to fall forward, and Hibiscus's eyes flashed with a sharp light. She quickly moved her sword forward to block the opponent's second round of attack.
"clang!"
The tip of the spear hit the middle of the sword body, and as the sword energy shattered, a cross-shaped spear light quickly opened.
Hibiscus immediately stepped back seven or eight meters, her pretty face suddenly turned pale, and there were a few strands of blood dripping from the palm of the hand holding the sword...
"You can't stop me..." Zhou Che showed a ferocious smile, and then looked at Mingwei Qingluo, "Even with your ability, you can't open the Blood Tomb."
Listening to Zhou Che's ridicule from behind, Mingwei Qingluo's expression changed.
Zhou Che continued to sarcastically say, "To open the blood tomb requires an extremely huge amount of energy. Do you really think you have the ability to open it?"
Mingwei Qingluo's mentality has changed somewhat.
She gritted her teeth and looked at the huge stone statue in front of her.
At this moment, the eight eyes on the head of the stone statue lit up like flames one after another.
However, if you want to completely trigger the forbidden circle, you still have to take the last step.
There was not much power left in Mingwei Qingluo's body, and she felt that her spiritual energy was being consumed rapidly.
"What should I do?" Mingwei Qingluo became increasingly unsure and doubtful about herself.
"My strength is running out. I can't open the blood tomb. I can't open the blood tomb..."
From childhood to adulthood, Mingwei Qingluo has lived under the protection of Jun Fuce and Luoyan Yujin.
No matter what happened, they were the ones standing in front of Mingwei Qingluo.
Now that Jun Fuce is not here and Luoyan Yujin is not here, who can help me?
The power conveyed by Mingwei Qingluo could not be continued, and the light emitted by the huge stone statue in front became much more chaotic.
Hibiscus looked at the changes in Mingwei Qingluo, and she quickly
Remind: "Don't listen to what he says, strengthen your heart!"
Strengthen your heart?
Mingwei Qingluo gritted her teeth, she used the "Sacred Art of Transformation", and the few spiritual power in her body was released again.
Without saying a word, Zhou Che burst out with even stronger arrogance, "Ha, you're done, kid..."
"Roar!" ??
The land war beast beneath him let out a deafening roar, Zhou Che's spear shot out like a dragon, and the air flow rushed and vented, like a surging flood.
Mingwei Qingluo panicked and fell into a dilemma.
But just when Zhou Che's attack was less than three meters away from Mingwei Qingluo, Mu Jin rushed forward as quickly as possible.
Her fair and slender jade hands tightly grasped the sharp gun blade.
"hiss!"
The gun blade cut through Hibiscus's palm, and a stream of crimson blood flew out.
Although Zhou Che's attack was extremely fierce, his spear still stopped less than two meters behind Mingwei Qingluo...
"You?" Mingwei Qingluo was shocked.
She didn't expect that Hibiscus would defend herself like this.
"Tatata..." Drops of blood spilled down Hibiscus's fingers, and she said, "I don't want to ruin the mission assigned by the master, so please hurry up!"
Mingwei Qingluo's heart was slightly touched, and she immediately gritted her teeth and continued to transmit spiritual energy.
…
at the same time!
Xiao Nuo faced off against Mo Kun, the young master of the Palace of Death.
The Hell Arm Sword and the Sky Burial Sword were constantly fighting each other, and they were fighting fiercely, with neither side giving in.
"Hey, do you really think that brat Mingwei Qingluo can open the Blood Tomb?" Mo Kun attacked while taunting him with words.
"Why not?" Xiao Nuo asked.
Mo Kun sneered, "In addition to my Death Palace, the people from the Shengmen have already entered the Blood Tomb. They ambush there earlier than us."
"Huh?" There was a hint of surprise in Xiao Nuo's eyes, "This is a little trouble..."
"Little trouble?"
"Yes!" The Sky Burial Sword in Xiao Nuo's hand collided with the opponent's Hell Arm Sword, "
There was an explosion, and the chaotic air waves dispersed. Xiao Nuo held his sword at an angle and said lightly, "We have naturally thought of everything you can think of."
Mo Kun's eyes darkened, "You pretend to be calm, how can Mingwei Qingluo and those four losers be able to withstand those people from the Shengmen?"
"Phew!" Mo Kun said as he stepped in front of Xiao Nuo.
"Are you sure it's just them?" Xiao Nuo stepped forward with his sword, and the two sharp weapons clashed, creating a fierce rain of stars and fire.
"And your two maids, that's all!"
The arm sword and the sky burial sword were intertwined to form a cross, and the ground between the two quickly cracked.
The corner of Xiao Nuo's mouth raised a playful arc, "You are wrong, there is another person in the team..."
Then, Xiao Nuo spit out a name. When he heard that name, Mo Kun's pupils trembled.
…
Beyond the Blood Tomb!
Mingwei Qingluo used her last ounce of spiritual energy to activate the formation with all her strength.
The four heads of the stone statue all emitted powerful power fluctuations, but at this moment, the last power in Mingwei Qingluo's body was exhausted, and the magic circle that had reached its peak began to decline...
Did it still fail?
Mingwei Qingluo was a little unwilling.
Zhou Che from behind laughed proudly, "Hahahahaha, I told you that you can't do it, Miss Second..."
Every word of Zhou Che's words is heart-breaking.
Mingwei Qingluo watched helplessly as the traces of light covering the huge stone statue dissipated, and her heart was filled with helplessness.
However, at this moment, an extremely pure force suddenly entered Mingwei Qingluo's body.
"There is only one last step left, don't give up..."
When Mingwei Qingluo heard the familiar voice, her heart suddenly jumped.
This sound is...
"Sister Luoyan?" Mingwei Qingluo's pupils shrank.
It's the sound of Luoyan Yujin.
Can't be wrong.
But didn't she hold a "symposium" in the Huangquan Hall?
If Luoyan Yujin is here, then who is that person in Huangquan Hall?