All the resentful spirits and poisonous pythons rushed towards Zhuo Yan very quickly. Even though they were injured by the light of Zhuo Yanchong's Demon-Conquering Sword, they still rushed forward one after another.
This was Jin Yuan's first time in such a terrifying scene. She held up the moon stone and murmured: "Since you have chosen me, please help me find the demon's life gate and help me get rid of him..."
But the moon stone in the palm of my hand didn't move at all.
Seeing Zhuo Bingshan surrounded by those things, no matter how powerful he is, he still has the Demon-Suppressing Sword in his hand, but he can't defeat one against a hundred...
Those resentful spirits and poisons are coming continuously, and Zhuo Yanchong has no time to deal with the monsters.
A trace of bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in the demon's eyes. He picked up the jade flute in his hand and struck Zhuo Yanchong in the back.
Jin Yuan's face changed drastically. It was too late to warn Zhuo Yanchong to pay attention to the back. She flew over and tried to block the vicious attack of the demon for him.
The demon's jade flute did not pierce Zhuo Yanchong, but instead pierced the palm of Jin Yuan's hand. Jin Yuan shook her hand and resisted the pain. She did not cry out, so as not to distract Zhuo Yanchong from dealing with those poisons.
The demon didn't expect that Jin Yuan would pounce on her, took back the jade flute, looked at her in disbelief, and said word by word: "Are you going to die?"
Jin Yuan shook her head but smiled silently. The blood in her palm dripped on the moon stone. The moon stone, which was originally motionless, suddenly emitted a strong white light, covering her and Zhuo Yanchong's bodies.
Those evil spirits and poisonous creatures were frightened by the light of the moon stone and fled away screaming.
Zhuo Yanchong turned around, looked at Jin Yuan's bleeding palm, his face changed slightly, he held her hand, and while healing her wounds, he said heartbrokenly: "You little fool, why do you have to do this..."
The demon looked at Zhuo Yanchong hatefully, grabbed Jin Yuan's sleeve, shook his head and sneered: "You are so stupid, you pay for him every time, but in the end, you get nothing..."
Jin Yuan did not answer, but Zhuo Yanchong heard something wrong in his words. He raised his head and looked at the demon with a frown and asked, "What did you mean by that sentence just now?"
"Po Jun, don't you understand?" The demon narrowed his eyes slightly and said word by word: "Why should I use Jin Yuan to test you? Do you think... a little God of Wealth will attract my attention?"
Zhuo Yanchong was shocked when he heard this, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes.