Shui Lianyan is different from those puppets. Not to mention that she is much stronger, the most important thing is that she has tricks and tricks that they have never encountered before. First of all, this is a huge loss.
Luo Xing'er was able to deal with the puppet just now, but she might not be able to deal with the puppet master.
"No one can leave." Shui Lianyan's gloomy eyes shot out a bloodthirsty cold light. These people must die here tonight and contribute all their strength to her master.
She raised her palms hard and slapped the ground. A large stream of black and weird mist immediately surged from her palms, spreading rapidly, surrounding Qiong Cangyue and the others. The black mist emitted a stream of black mist.
The smell makes people feel nauseous.
The two noble children who were touched by black air on the edge fell down immediately.
Luo Xing'er's eyes were sunk and said, "It's poisonous, everyone should hold back their breath, don't breathe."
Everyone hurriedly closed their breath and kept moving closer to the center, becoming more and more frightened and felt that their lives were hanging on the line.
"Hmph, see how long you can last. My puppets, come on!" Shui Lianyan sneered and blew the magic flute. The puppets that had slowed down because of the sound of the flute rushed up immediately and surrounded them without mercy.
Fight.
Despair, despair everywhere.
The fear of dying made everyone's face pale and distorted, and the rest of them held their weapons tightly and fought with all their might.
Qiong Cangyue also had his eyes red. He waved his spear, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere he went. He just wanted to fight to the death and would never let the witch succeed.
Shui Lianyan curled her lips: "It's worthy of being the prince of the Southern Kingdom. It's really tenacious, but your life ends here."
"Demon Evil Kill--" A sharp black sword emerged in her hand, and pierced at the Qiong Cangyue, who was deeply trapped in the besiege of the puppet.
The aura of the underworld came through the air with the absolute shadow of death, as fast as lightning, making people unable to react.
The noble lady screamed in shock, her heart was frozen, and she watched the black sword mercilessly kill their prince, and she suddenly felt desperate.
A critical moment.
A red figure blocked in front of Qiong Cangyue like a shadow.
"No..." Qiong Cangyue opened her eyes wide and screamed at the top of her lungs.
The fire was burning, red clothes were flying, and black hair was flew wildly.
The strong wind swept through the black sword swept away the veil from her face.
A stunning face was instantly revealed to everyone.
Qiong Cangyue widened her eyes in disbelief. Didn’t she look so invisible? She was mocking her just now.
But she is so beautiful, thrilling, like the strong brilliance bursting from diamonds.
The ice-skinned and jade bones born from the red lotus in hell, and the flame flower blooming in the abyss of the underworld, are so strong that they can't open their eyes.
Such a stunning beauty can be unforgettable forever at a glance.
A divine pattern light flashed on her forehead.
Even Shui Lianyan, who had been smug, widened her eyes, and her hands and feet were so shocked that she stiffened her hands and feet, and she lost her voice: "The pure-blood descendant of the exorcist dragon clan!"
Luo Xing'er opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were bright and dazzling, and she stood in the flames.
"There are all formations, formations, fronts, and fronts!"
With the sound from ancient times, Luo Xing'er quickly formed nine different handprints with her hands.
When the last bottle seal was formed, a golden Bagua Tiangang flashed out of her hand, and a circle of light gold-flowing spell banners rotated continuously around the Bagua aperture, with dazzling light.