After Wang Zushan sensed the danger from behind, he reacted quickly. The golden lion seal in his hand flew out again and collided with Chen Huayu's golden hairpin.
The shadow of the male lion was much lighter than when it first appeared, and the power on its body was also much weaker. After resisting the golden cloud hairpin, its body quickly faded away.
But even so, the power exuded by the golden lion is not something that ordinary people can stop.
Although the golden lion faded, it still rushed towards Chen Huayu at a very fast speed.
Upon seeing this, Chen Huayu hurriedly raised a protective shield of cyan spiritual energy around his body.
It's just that the lion's power is extraordinary. With a beast's roar, Chen Huayu immediately spurted out another mouthful of blood.
After one blow, the lion also disappeared into smoke, turning into nothingness and drifting away in the wind.
Wang Zushan walked quickly towards Chen Huayu with full expectation, joy on his face, and a sense of joy in his heart.
But what he didn't expect was that the fragrant Chen Huayu did not fall to the ground, but rose up quickly like a flying eagle.
"go"
Under Chen Huayu's loud shout, a crimson-red bead with the aura of thunder and fire came towards Wangzu Mountain at lightning speed, carrying huge power.
Just when Wang Zushan was preparing to attack quickly again, a cool wind appeared behind him again, and a large seal fell from the sky, directly attacking into Wang Zushan's defense range.
Under the siege of the two men, Wang Zushan, who was already somewhat exhausted, had not even had time to use the golden talisman. He ended his one or two hundred years with a ball of red fire and a roar.
After his monastic life, his soul returned to the underworld and stayed with the underworld forever.
The path of cultivation is so difficult. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.
Just like Wang Zushan, if you make one wrong step after another, you can only have regrets in the end, and all your years of cultivation will be turned into dust and returned to the world between heaven and earth.
If he were not so arrogant and arrogant, perhaps today's situation would be different.
It can only be sad that a veteran foundation-building master who has been practicing for hundreds of years is finally here.
This reminded Chen Huayu and Chen Huatian that the path of cultivation is full of hardships, and sticking to one's own way, being cautious and cautious, and maintaining one's original intention are the foundation of cultivation.
Seeing that Wang Zushan was no longer alive amidst this roaring sound, Chen Huayu, who had been trying to support himself, finally tilted his head and fell straight down from the air.
"Seventh Sister, your Thunder Fire Bead is really useful..."
While Chen Huatian was still immersed in the joy of killing Wang Zushan, and was about to praise his seventh sister, he suddenly looked up and saw Chen Huayu falling from the sky with his head tilted.
"Seventh sister..."
Chen Huatian hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted, and while shouting, he came towards Chen Huayu's direction.
Chen Huayu used all her strength to catch Chen Huayu, and finally caught Chen Huayu in an elegant and enviable princess hug when she was about to fall to the ground, thus avoiding the scene of Chen Huayu's close contact with the earth.
"Seventh sister, seventh sister, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Huatian was quite anxious and hurriedly raised Chen Huayu's arm, put his middle and index fingers together, and placed them on Chen Huayu's wrist to start diagnosis.
At the same time, Chen Huatian also separated part of his spiritual energy and entered Chen Huayu's body for exploration.
"Seventh sister, you..."
When Chen Huatian felt the chaotic mana situation in his seventh sister's body, he never shed tears easily and was not easily sad, so he fell on Chen Huayu's body and cried loudly.
It turned out that Chen Huatian had just briefly inspected Chen Huayu's internal injuries and discovered that the injuries inside his seventh sister's body were simply indescribable.
The meridians are fragmented and only connected by some white membranes.
The Dantian Spiritual Liquid Lake, which was originally dozens of miles wide, is now as dry as crops without water.
Seeing this scene, how could Chen Huatian not burst into tears?
I'm afraid that even if my seventh sister recovers from her injuries this time, she may be able to acquire heavenly and earthly treasures in the future, and it will be even more difficult to improve her cultivation.
If you are unlucky again, you may not be able to reach the realm of Master Zifu in this life.
With the strong temperament of my seventh sister, I am afraid that after knowing my situation, I am afraid...
"Okay, why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!"
Just when Chen Huatian fell on Chen Huayu and cried without caring about his appearance, Chen Huayu opened his eyes with difficulty and spat out these words intermittently from his mouth very weakly.
"You, why don't you go look for Wang Zushan's storage bag and see if there is anything useful."
"Cough, cough"
As he spoke, Chen Huayu lay in Chen Huatian's arms again, his chest rising and falling and he began to cough.
After several breaths, Chen Huayu finally stabilized and stopped coughing. Then he looked at Chen Huatian, who was still looking at her blankly, and said with a blush on his face:
"If you still don't go, are you afraid that I won't die quickly enough?"
"Okay, okay, Seventh Sister, I'll go right away."
Chen Huatian quietly placed Chen Huayu on the ground, then gave Chen Huayu a deep look, then turned around and ran towards the large pit with thick smoke, and began to search for Wang Zushan's relics.
What Chen Huatian didn't know was that the moment he turned around, Chen Huayu actually looked at his figure, with a moment of struggle and nostalgia in his eyes, and then murmured to himself:
"It's so similar!"
After muttering this sentence to herself, Chen Huayu turned her head again and stared blankly at the small patch of blue sky and white clouds exposed under the shade of the trees, as if she had gone back to decades ago when she met him outside.
when.
I met the handsome man in fluttering white clothes, with eyebrows as sharp as a knife, a peach blossom face, and sideburns as sharp as a knife.
Before and after that year, I went out alone to practice. Although I was already in the foundation-building stage, I was mentally immature. I was drugged by a group of bandits in an inn. I lost my magic power and almost became like those bandits.
It's a shame to think about it now.
Fortunately, at this time, a handsome young man holding a sword, wearing white clothes, with long black hair reaching down to his shoulders, with an ethereal demeanor and unfathomable cultivation appeared.
He kicked the closed door, and Mo appeared in front of her like a fairy. He appeared in front of her who was quite embarrassed at that time, and became her unparalleled hero.
She fell in love with him at the first sight. She swore that she had only seen such a man and such a gentle gentleman once in her life.