Xu Zixiao was injured while trying to save himself, how could Mo Li ignore it?
"let me go!"
Shaking off the wrist held by the ghost prisoner, Li Li rushed out desperately, holding the dagger in both hands to catch the blow for Xu Ziwen.
Buzz!
The blood-stained giant scythe wrapped in green light struck her dagger like a huge mountain with great force.
Mo Li only felt a powerful force spread from the dagger to his whole body twice in an instant. His entire internal organs seemed to be violently squeezed and throbbed. Wherever he could hold on, he felt as if his body was light and he felt like a kite with its string cut off.
It also flew backwards into the air.
He waved his claws again to knock away the two Tsing Yi cultists. Yi Li seemed to hear something and suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Li in mid-air. He stepped hard on the snow with his four feet, and his huge body flew across the snow.
He stood up and rushed towards Mo Li in the air.
"Don't hurt her!"
The young Holy Son was originally fighting against it, but when he saw it suddenly turned around and rushed towards Mo Li, he gave a worried shout and quickly formed several magic seals with his hands.
In mid-air, Qing Hua flashed, and accompanied by thunder, a cyan lightning struck from mid-air towards Yi Li's body.
The exotic carp swung its big tail and flashed to the side as if swimming.
The electric light split into the sky and penetrated directly into the valley, instantly drying out the snow and burning the exposed grass to a crisp.
Rushing over, the young Holy Son stretched out his arms to catch the fallen Mo Li.
He had cultivated profound strength, but his body was not strong. He couldn't catch her, so he barely used his arms to catch her body. In the end, he couldn't hold on, and fell down on the snow.
"Are you OK?!"
Holding back the pain coming from his tailbone, the young Saint asked with concern.
Although Mo Li was knocked away by the half-faced Shura, he actually did not suffer much internal injuries. Most of the energy from that sickle was removed by the baby. She recognized him as the young Holy Son. She smiled gratefully at him and immediately got rid of him.
He jumped up and flew towards the direction of the prison car.
Xu Zixiao is still there, she can't let him die!
At this time, the battle was coming to an end. Purple light overflowed from the prison van. When the talisman sealed in the prison van was immersed in the purple light, it immediately melted like snow meeting a warm lamp.
Golden light immediately overflowed from the prison column, like a net suppressing the purple light that wanted to escape.
At this moment, the purple light had undergone abnormal changes, and the color gradually turned lighter, from dark purple to medium purple, light purple, lavender... and finally turned into a pure white like snow, which was similar to the light emitted by the young saint just now.
The brilliance of divine magic.
However, this kind of white is not as gentle as the divine magic mentioned by the Holy Son. There is a strong and dazzling power in this white that makes people dare not look at it.
The golden light on the pillar was gradually swallowed up, and the prison cage on the prison car exploded into countless fragments with a bang.
Li Qiye closed his eyes subconsciously, and then felt his waist tighten, and he was already in a broad and warm embrace.
"Why are you disobedient?!"
Above his head, there was a hint of displeasure in the domineering and arrogant voice.
Knowing that it was the ghost prisoner who broke out of the cage, although Mo Li could hear his displeasure, he did not compromise.
"Why should I listen to you?!"
"Aren't you afraid of me?!" The voice was slightly playful.
"Why are you afraid?!" Li Li asked back.
"Because I want to kill you!" The ghost prisoner, who had just emerged from the cage with his fingers on her slender throat, spoke in a low voice, "Unless you can give me a reason not to kill you!"
PS: The update is finished on 23, see you tomorrow.