Without any hesitation, he pounced on Bai Yuelu who was nearby.
He is like a blanket covering Bai Yuelu.
Just before he made such a move, a faint murderous intention appeared in his perception and fell towards Bai Yuelu's body.
The member of the Demon Sect who appeared first was only responsible for attracting their attention, but the other member of the Demon Sect who actually took action chose the person he thought was the weakest and easiest to kill among them at this time——
—Bai Yuelu.
A muffled thunder sounded on Lin Yi's back.
The moment Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu fell out together, a cloud of stone powder exploded on Lin Yi's back.
What hit him on the back was like a meteorite containing powerful true energy.
Chen Jinru's expression did not change at all.
He raised his head indifferently and looked at the sky above.
A strange color appeared in a dark cloud high in the sky, just like a sunset glow appeared in the dark cloud, and then suddenly became heavy and fell.
It was a big red umbrella.
Someone held the shining metallic umbrella handle and fell from the sky.
No one sensed when this man arrived, nor did they know what method he used to fly into the sky, but his whereabouts at this time had an extraordinarily mysterious and powerful flavor.
Under the red umbrella is a red man.
He was wearing a red monk's robe, and even his skin was truly red.
Before Chen Jinru could see his face clearly, this member of the Demon Sect, who was holding an umbrella and falling from the air, had already smashed the second stone in his hand.
There was a crackling sound.
An obvious red line appeared in the air.
This stone is different from the first one in that it is red.
One end of the red line points to Bai Yuelu's forehead.
This person still wants to kill Bai Yuelu first.
In the most silent carriage at this time, Diesel Salt was breathing slowly. He raised his head slightly and wanted to take action. However, at this moment, he sensed something incredible and couldn't help but let out a light sigh.
A flash of sword light flashed from the ground, and in just an instant, the sword light struck the fallen stone at least ten times.
When the blade of the blade met the stone, there was no crisp sound as imagined, but a huge roar.
Air waves and stone debris spurted out in all directions, and red dust spread like snow.
Lin Yi, who had drawn his sword, slowly stood up in the dust.
His face was extremely pale, and his whole body was shaking constantly, especially the flesh and blood in his lower abdomen seemed to be twitching. He looked like he would fall down at any time, but he was standing up.
"amazing."
A voice of appreciation rang out in the air, with a pure southern accent.
Chen Jinru took a deep breath, and he finally saw clearly the members of the Demon Sect who fell from the sky.
This is a monk wearing monk's robes.
His facial features are very delicate, but not only his hair, but also his eyebrows and no hair on his body. His skin is as smooth as porcelain, but it is red from the inside, so it feels particularly weird, like...
A peculiar red porcelain Buddha statue moved from a certain temple.
The handle and ribs of the umbrella in his hand are made of metal, but the umbrella surface is made of some dark red feathers, with some unspeakable aura flowing inside. In Chen Jin's perception at this time, these feathers are like
It is a pair of wings. As long as you have fresh energy, you can fly quickly.
Relying too much on foreign objects is not a king in the eyes of many practitioners in the Southern Dynasties. However, if a powerful practitioner who has reached the realm of spiritual consciousness borrows some foreign objects, he will have unimaginable weird magical powers.
No one had time to respond to the compliment from the man in the air.
When his voice shook the air, some golden sparks already appeared in the air.
All the red dust floating in the air began to turn into golden sparks, and then burned violently in the next moment, turning into a golden flame in an instant!
The blazing flames do not have the burnt smell that naturally occurs when flammable materials explode. Those golden flames give people an extremely pure and clear feeling. The most important thing is that the true energy injected into them is like
It is the best combustion aid.
It's not even time to be sentimental.
At this moment, in everyone's subconscious, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu were already dead.
This kind of flame is more terrifying than the firearms of the party members. In their subconscious, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu's true energy power is not enough to expel these flames, and will only become dry firewood to support the combustion.
But everyone was wrong.
When those golden sparks appeared and turned into flames, Lin Yi gave a sharp shout and his whole body turned red.
A cloud of red dust suddenly erupted from his body.
The red dust mist and the golden flame collided together, and the edges of the dust mist quickly turned into the color of glass. However, the flames could not penetrate deep inside and were completely blocked from the outside.
The same dust mist, this red dust mist pouring out of Lin Yi's body seemed particularly heavy, and the tiny glass-like particles on the edge of the dust mist fell down.
"Dan Mercury Sword!"
"Who are you, He Xiuxian!"
Seeing the golden flames that could not penetrate deep, the red monk in the air exclaimed, and his pupils expanded rapidly, changing from deep red to golden.
No one answered him.
At this time, Lin Yi's body felt like countless fine needles were piercing it at the same time. The pain was so extreme that he couldn't make a sound at all.
For Chen Jinru, the sharp fluctuation in the monk's mind was the opportunity he had been waiting for.
Rong Yi in the car behind him screamed miserably.
In fact, only Rong Yi truly knew it. What Chen Jinru said at the beginning was that he was only strong enough to strike once with all his strength. This sentence was meant for Rong Yi to hear.
There was a bang.
The runes inside the carriage were instantly filled with dazzling light, and the light that gave people a sacred aura instantly submerged Rong Yi's figure in it. The expanded power even made the carriage float slightly upwards.
Following the guidance of Rong Yi's aura, Chen Jinru smiled miserably, and the remaining power in his body thrust out into the sky above like a sword that killed the sky.
There was a crash.
A bolt of lightning fell.
Diesel salt has faced such lightning before.
For truly powerful spiritual practitioners, although such lightning is powerful, it is ultimately too slow.
But this lightning was different.
This lightning turned into a rune, carrying the sword intention of Chen Jin at this time.
It's like a flying sword.
A dying practitioner of the realm of spiritual consciousness sent out a flying sword that accumulated his last strength.
The red monk in the sky turned pale in horror.
In the next moment, the umbrella in his hand exploded.
The bright lightning destroyed the red umbrella, and countless snake-like lightnings passed through the broken red umbrella, passed through countless burning red feathers, and fell on him.