At this moment, a surprised voice came from mid-air: "How could this happen?"
Following that sound, a middle-aged man in gray robes and an old man in cassock slowly descended from the sky. It was Jingwu and Jingchen. Looking at the corpses on the ground, their faces were covered with tears.
Jingwu looked around in horror. His eyes immediately locked on the dead Yuan Hai. In an instant, the horror in his eyes turned into anger and sadness. He quickly rushed to Yuan Hai's side and picked up his
His body, with tears in his eyes, shouted: "Yuanhai, Yuanhai, wake up!" However, no matter how he shouted, the dead person could no longer speak.
Jingchen looked at Leng Xuan next to Yuan Hai with a gloomy expression, and said in a deep voice: "Donor Leng, what's going on?" However, Leng Xuan seemed not to hear his question and just stood there blankly.
There, staring at the dead Yuanhai. Jingwu raised his head and was about to ask. However, when he saw Leng Xuan's blood-red eyes, his expression suddenly changed. Then, he turned his eyes and found the hand in Leng Xuan's hand.
The Xuanyang sword was still stained with a touch of blood. He said in disbelief: "It was you...did you kill him?" At this moment, Jingchen also noticed Leng Xuan's blood-red eyes, and his expression changed.
, quickly reminded: "Junior brother, retreat quickly, he has become a demon." After saying that, he sat cross-legged, clasped his hands, and muttered something. In an instant, little golden light was spit out from his mouth, crazy.
Flock to Lengxuan.
When the golden light entered his body, Leng Xuan's face immediately flashed with a trace of pain. He turned his head and looked at Jingchen ferociously, then walked towards him with his sword. Seeing this, Jingwu on the side said loudly:
"Leng Xuan, stop!" However, Leng Xuan was not moved by his words at all. Seeing Leng Xuan gradually approaching Jingchen, Jingwu quickly sat down cross-legged and quickly recited the Purifying Mantra. The two of them were accompanied by
As he chanted, the pain on Leng Xuan's face became thicker and thicker. At the same time, the bloody light in his eyes became more ferocious and terrifying. After a moment, Leng Xuan raised his head and let out a roar, and a blood-red light followed from his body.
It burst out and drove out all the golden light that poured into the body. Jingchen and Jingwu, who were chanting the Purifying Mantra, suddenly turned pale and sprayed out a mouthful of blood. At this time, Leng Xuan's figure
With a movement, he soared into the sky and galloped away into the distance. After watching him leave, Jingwu stood up, walked quickly to Jingchen's side, and asked, "Brother, are you okay?" Jingchen waved his hand and said:
"I'm fine." After saying that, he turned to look at Yuan Hai's body and said sadly: "It's all my fault. If I had known this, I shouldn't have let Yuan Hai take care of him." Jing Wu shook his head and said, "Senior brother,
Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault. No one expected such a thing to happen." After a pause, he continued: "To be honest, it's really hard for me to believe that Donor Leng would do such a thing.
Things come up."
Jingchen said in a deep voice: "He has been completely driven by demonic nature and can do anything. Look, these disciples were all killed with a sword, and when we arrived, he was still holding a bloody sword in his hand.
Sword." Jingwu nodded and said: "Brother, I know what you said. However, after he took the elixir you refined, the demonic nature in his body has been suppressed. Unless he is strongly stimulated, otherwise, the demonic nature in his body will be suppressed.