The Changhong Sword was obtained by Ye Jingjing in Four-Star Luohua City! In the midst of the energy formation, Master Huanyue raised his head and looked at Ye Jingjing with squinted eyes.
She has always been curious about why Ye Jingjing and the High Priest have different auras when they are both of real human blood.
Facts proved the suspicion of Sect Master Huanyue.
The high priest's wolf body and animal bones, and the night blue's black wings are not what humans should have.
Is it something you are born with, or is it acquired?
Huanyue Sect Leader was filled with worries.
It's too late to think about anything else now.
The Lord of the Dark Palace, No. 1... and even Ye Jingjing's situation is very dangerous.
The black wings that sprouted from the back of Ye Jingjing were so large that they seemed to be able to swallow up the fertile sun. They spread out from the vast yellow sand, and the shadows they cast covered all four disciples.
As the wings unfolded, the shadow spread quickly like a scourge, covering the young man and the palace master who were bound in power chains.
No. 1 raised his head and looked at Ye Jingjing, who was holding the Changhong Sword. His blue eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and his voice was hoarse: "Jingjing... let's go..." Ye Jingjing's back was turned to No. 1, her face covered with scars.
Another expression.
The palm of her raised hand was pressed against the hilt of the sword.
In an instant, the sword light was like a rainbow.
The light fills the desert.
The sword energy swept across and swallowed up the world.
Ye Jingjing gave a sweet shout and rushed out, pointing her sword at Zhang Yu's eyebrows.
——Ah Yi, let Jingjing protect you.
--forever.
"Little tricks!"
Zhang Yu scoffed and sneered, then the body-protecting Lei Gang flashed with lightning, and two Thunder Fist attacks hit the Changhong Sword.
The remaining fourteen high-level Xuanling masters, each with their own magic weapons, sacrificed them together, and all of them attacked Ye Jingjing.
Ye Jingjing swept forward, like a sword light, rushing out like lightning.
Bang! The wings behind Ye Jingjing are like dense black clouds, with many crows wrapped in them.
Hiss - the scream of the crow is heard endlessly, ringing here.
Countless crows pounced on the other Xuanling masters, biting and screaming, and their demonic sounds penetrated their ears, damaging one of the magic weapons.
Ye Jingjing only had one target in her eyes, and that was Zhang Yu! Zhang Yu dodged the sword energy and blade, but his thick body was still nimble and agile. Zhang Yu stepped on the thunder light, shuttled through the yellow sand and blood mist, and fell from under the Changhong Sword.
Sliding away, the cold light of the sword stabbed forward against his face, which was very close at hand.
Ye Jingjing's sword missed, she turned her wrist, immediately stopped and changed direction, and then stabbed Zhang Yu in the side.
This time, the sword took a slanted approach, instead of using a simple and crude direct attack from the front, it instead used the light edge of the sword to stab from the side.
At the same time, hundreds of crows opened their sharp mouths and screamed with magical sounds, stimulating Zhang Yu's soul. Zhang Yu was confused for a moment. Ye Jingjing seized the opportunity and without hesitation, stabbed Zhang Yu with a sword.
Zhang Yu's shoulder blade.
The sharp sword tip could not even touch Zhang Yu's clothes. The body-protecting Lei Gang shone with light, forming a shield barrier around Zhang Yu's body, like a layer of armor worn on the body.
This armor is covered with lightning properties and cannot be penetrated no matter what.
Zhang Yu is a arrogant and rough man, and his soul is much stronger than that of ordinary adult practitioners. He has been at the twelfth level for many years, and has already reached the peak stage of perfection. He is only a piece of paper away from the original state.
Soon, Zhang Yu came back to his senses from the demonic crow's voice, his eyes became clear and clear, and then endless evil energy poured out, making people panic and scorching fire.
Zhang Yu looked at Ye Jingjing feverishly, grinning from the corners of his mouth to the back of his ears, revealing a pair of yellow teeth.
Ye Jingjing saw that the Changhong Sword did not pierce Zhang Yu's shoulder blade, her eyebrows were lowered, and her face was full of anger! Then she poured power into the Changhong Sword! But she saw thousands of dark crows, coming with the wind, entering the Changhong Sword one by one.
Even so, Zhang Yu remained motionless, and the Lei Gang protecting his body only opened a small gap.
"Little girl, your sword is still a little tender."
After saying this, Zhang Yu clenched his fists with both hands and violently increased his strength.
Lei Gang pushed away the force and struck out with a burst of force, which shook the Changhong Sword, along the sword's body all the way to Ye Jingjing's tiger's mouth.
Ye Jingjing's tiger's mouth was numb, and her delicate body flew upside down like a kite with broken strings. She even fell to the ground with her sword, and ate a mouthful of yellow sand.
Ye Jingjing's pupils narrowed a bit, and she suddenly looked up, only to see Zhang Yu leading the fourteen high-level Xuanlings from the Five Continents, approaching step by step, forming an airtight encirclement.
Pairs of boots stepped on the sand as they approached Ye Jingjing. Behind and to the left and to the left were powerful high-level mysterious spirits.
Ye Jingjing's Changhong Sword fell to the ground, and the wings behind her were damaged with several wounds. The bright red blood stung the young man's eyes.
Ye Jingjing calmed down and wanted to reach out to pick up the Changhong Sword.
One foot stepped on the Changhong Sword.
Zhang Yu looked down at Ye Jingjing, his ugly livid face covered with violent flashes of thunder and lightning.
Lord Li said: "Brother Zhang, although this girl is a bit ugly, she is used to seeing great beauties, so a girl like this has a unique flavor."
"did you see it."
Zhang Yu waved his hand and pointed at the young man: "That boy is this girl's man."
"Tsk... Love is really stronger than gold."
Lord Li tore off the fabric from Ye Jingjing's shoulders, and a gash appeared immediately, exposing her skin as white as snow.
Roar! The boy who was bound by the chains of energy kept switching between the human form and the wolf body form. He let out an angry roar of a beast, and the animal bones under his body continued to deform.
Those azure eyes, the edges of the pupils were filled with scarlet red as if they were bloodshot.
He was so angry that he wanted to defy heaven.
The strange and violent eyes like wild beasts glared at the master lords who gathered around Ye Jingjing.
Ye Jingjing stood up slowly with her hands on the ground.
Zhang Yu punched Ye Jingjing's Tianling Gai. Ye Jingjing became dizzy and fell to the ground again.
"These wings are really good."
Lord Li took his sword and struck it down, hitting Ye Jingjing's wings.
There was a bloody slit on the inside of the wing.
"Ah..." Ye Jingjing raised her head, sweating profusely, and her eyes were like empty purple-black whirlpools.
"Jingjing..." The Lord of the Dark Palace, who was hanging in the power chain, looked at Ye Jingjing worriedly, and suddenly shouted: "Li, you guys have some sense of caution. The empress went deep into the forbidden land of the void alone to save 108 Lu.
He is a hero."
"And she is the empress's sister, the hero's sister, and her surname is Ye, just like the empress. Don't go too far!"
The voice of the Lord of Darkness slowly started to become hoarse.
"The Empress' sister?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yu became even more enthusiastic.
The sword in Lord Li's hand was strengthened, and the wounds and cracks on Ye Jingjing's wings expanded a lot.
The facial features on Ye Jingjing's face wrinkled together, she screamed in pain, and she pursed her lips and groaned several times.