The Tiansha Blood Eagle that had eliminated Long Yuanzheng fell from the sky, and the other three people followed and landed next to the demon spirit.
"Sister Demon Spirit! Are you okay??"
Mo Min saw that Mo Ling's face was a little pale and asked with concern.
The demon smiled and shook his head: "It's okay. It's just that I almost fell into Feng Chuixue's hands."
“Where’s the wind-blown snowman??”
Tiansha Xueying frowned, Feng Chuixue was the disciple of the Emperor of Heaven, and naturally became the main target of this operation.
"I don't know. After she knocked me out, it seemed that she couldn't hold on and fell down. When I woke up, she had disappeared."
The demon spirit said without changing his expression. Tiansha Blood Eagle did not have any doubts.
Because the demon spirit has no reason to help Feng Chuixue.
"Um……"
Tiansha Blood Eagle pondered for a while and said.
"She probably saw that these people were losing ground and escaped early."
"Hmph! But she has exhausted all her strength and can't run very far! Momin Moying, tell me, whoever captures Fengchuixue alive will be rewarded heavily!!"
The Tiansha Blood Eagle's eyes flashed violently. If he could capture Feng Chuixue alive, he would even be eligible to talk to the Emperor of Heaven! It would be an unthinkable thing.
"yes!"
Moying and Momin clasped their fists slightly and left respectfully.
The demon spirit also spoke at this time: "Dharma protector, I am also a little tired. I will not participate in the next thing."
The Tiansha Blood Eagle raised its eyebrows slightly after hearing this. Without the protection of these masters, the highlight of the massacre would come next. However, considering that the demon spirits fought twice in a row, it must have consumed a lot of money, so they were relieved.
"Well. Go back and have a good rest. Leave the rest to us."
Tiansha Xueying smiled, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed. All that was left was to enjoy it.
Enjoy the joy of slaughter without any distractions.
…
The demon spirit called Cao Hai who was standing beside him, and then left quickly.
Cao Hai saw the unnatural look on the demon spirit's face and asked, "What's wrong? Lord Demon Spirit?"
After walking out of the Tiansha Blood Eagle's sight, the demon spirit took out a blood-red bracelet from his arms.
It’s the Blue Blood Twin Ring!
The blue-blood twin rings belonging to the demon spirit were buzzing, and their entire bodies turned blood red, as if they were about to break at any moment.
"This is……"
Cao Hai remembered that Lin Lang and the demon spirit seemed to use this thing to communicate. Now that the demon spirit's green-blood twin rings have become like this, doesn't it mean that Lin Lang is also in danger of his life?
"This kid... insists on getting into such trouble."
The demon spirit was angry and worried at the same time. His reaction was the strongest when the blue-blood twin rings just turned red.
Fortunately, after a period of time, the red color in the Blue Blood Twin Rings became lighter. This also showed that Lin Lang was at least out of danger. But the situation was still not optimistic.
"What should I do? Lord Demon Spirit, do you want to find him??"
Cao Hai asked.
"Looking for it! Of course I have to look for it!"
The demon grabbed Cao Hai and rushed to the entrance of the venue.
…
The entrance to the Spirit Fighting Conference venue.
All the disciples originally stationed here fell to the ground, and even the disciples from the Heaven and Earth Alliance who came after hearing the news piled up into a hill not far away, stained with pools of blood.
The leader of the Ghost Sect, Tu Zhengzhen, held a machete one meter long in his hand. The blade was stained with the blood of an unknown number of people and had turned black and red.
But Tu Zhengzhen looked crazy and excited.
He had never thought that he could kill the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Alliance so happily.
Most of the disciples who came to support were from the Wandering Spirit Realm, and there were even many from the King Spirit Realm, but they were no more than a match against Tu Zhengzhen from the Holy Spirit Realm.
"Hahahaha! Have fun, have fun!!"
Tu Zhengzhen cut a disciple in half who was trying to run out of the venue with one knife, and shouted that he was satisfied.
He is now like a door god, guarding the entrance of the venue.
Prevent people from outside from coming in, and people inside will not be able to get out.
So the people who came to Zhengdao Sect one after another stopped.
Everyone spread the word, and the people who were coming stopped one after another.
Demonic sect Holy Spirit Realm masters were guarding the exit! This news hit the survivors of the Right Path like a bombshell.
The escape route was blocked, and a strong sense of despair arose in everyone's hearts.
Many people wanted to turn back, but the people from the Demon Cult seemed to have gotten the news, and they all gathered in the direction of the exit.
In this way, except for a very small number of survivors, most of the survivors of the Righteous Sect were surrounded in this small pass and reduced to nothing more than fish on a knife board.
Of course, this also includes Lin Lang and Feng Chuixue.
It's just that in order to avoid the demon sect disciples on the road, Feng Chuixue also hid those decent disciples, so she didn't know that Tu Zhengzhen was guarding the gate of the venue.
"If we hold on a little longer, we'll almost escape."
Feng Chuixue wiped the sweat from her forehead. Now she relied solely on her own physical strength to carry Lin Lang here. If she didn't have extremely powerful spiritual consciousness and could avoid the demon sect disciples on the road, I'm afraid even the disciples in the spiritual realm could.
Easily defeat Fengchuixue.
Along the way, whenever Feng Chuixue sensed someone in front of her, she would carry Lin Lang and hide in the grass. So now she was dripping with sweat, and the scenery in front of her was changing. Fortunately, the exit was not far away.
Less than two kilometers away from the exit of the venue, Feng Chuixue's spiritual consciousness probed out again.
Feng Chuixue's spiritual consciousness is like a large, undifferentiated net that can sense everyone's location.
When she sensed the presence of only one living person at the gate, Feng Chuixue frowned and felt confused.
The next second his expression changed drastically, because the breath was approaching him in a straight line.
"not good!!"
Feng Chuixue had no time to hide, as the aura had already locked him tightly.
Now I can't escape even if I want to.
"How...is it possible? Why is there such a master at the exit? Who is it..."
Before Feng Chuixue could figure it out, Tu Zhengzhen had already come to her and told her the answer.
When Tu Zhengzhen flew over, he was extremely panicked when he saw Feng Chuixue. But when he saw Feng Chuixue's current state, he was completely relieved and even a little surprised.
"Oh?? Who am I talking about?? Dare to sweep spiritual consciousness on my body unscrupulously. It turns out to be Fairy Chui Xue?? Unexpectedly, all the masters of the Southern Region Sect have fallen, and only Fairy Chui Xue ran out.
You are worthy of being the disciple of the Emperor of Heaven. For this alone, I have to applaud you."
Tu Zhengzhen said and clapped his hands.
But then he started laughing sinisterly again.
"But God is not as good as man. Fairy Fubuki didn't expect that I would guard the entrance of the venue in advance, right??"
"God has really given me a great gift. The majestic Fairy Fubuki is about to fall into my hands? Hahahaha! But now that Fairy Fubuki has no resistance, I'm afraid it would be meaningless to fight.
Do you think so??"
Seeing Tu Zhengzhen laughing maniacally, Feng Chuixue said coldly: "If I hadn't exhausted all my strength, do you think you could really defeat me with your three-legged cat cultivation?"
"Hmph! I have sharp teeth and a sharp tongue. Even when I'm about to die, I'm still talking here. I was really no match for you in my heyday. But this is not a house for you to play games. What kind of fairness and justice are there?
I can humiliate you arbitrarily! What can you do?!"
"Besides, Fairy Fubuki has such a beautiful face and figure, I think everyone will not be happy for you to die soon. Don't worry, we will take good care of you! Hahahaha!"
Tu Zhengzhen smiled lewdly and slowly approached Feng Chuixue. Feng Chuixue called his right hand, and the Chuixue Sword appeared in his hand.
But Chui Xue's sword sank in Feng Chui Xue's hand and almost fell to the ground.
So heavy!
Feng Chui Xue never thought that one day Chui Xue's sword would fall so heavy in his hands.
In order to resist Lin Lang, Feng Chuixue didn't even have the strength to hold the sword.
Looking at Feng Chuixue who couldn't even hold his sword, Tu Zheng really laughed, and his laughter became even more unscrupulous.
"Fairy Chui Xue, you'd better stop resisting in vain. If you hurt yourself with this delicate skin and tender flesh, it won't be good."
Feng Chuixue stared at Tu Zhengzhen fiercely, and Chuixue's sword penetrated the ground. Feng Chuixue had ever thought of using this sword to kill everyone.
Rather than fall into the hands of these demon cult people and suffer humiliation, it is better to die.
But when he saw the bruised Lin Lang lying next to him, his thoughts of suicide were shaken.
A kid of such a level can fight to the end and use all his strength for himself, so why can't he do the same?
Although he no longer has spiritual energy, his physical strength is not exhausted yet.
My physical strength is exhausted, but my flesh and blood and bones are still alive!
If you don’t fight to the end, you have no right to give up!
Feng Chui Xue thought about recalling Chui Xue's sword to the storage ring, and then took out a lighter sword from it.
This is a sword that is slender and has a sense of age. It was also the sword given to Feng Chuixue by her master when she first entered the path of cultivation, and she has been carefully keeping it in the ring.
The grade of this sword is much lower than that of Fuxue's sword, but it is Feng Chuixue's first sword.
Moreover, it was much lighter than Fubuki's sword. Feng Chuixue held it in his hand and finally raised the sword again.
"Oh?? I can still hold the sword...but this is the fun."
Tu Zhengzhen said as he shouldered the big knife in his hand, swung the big knife and attacked Feng Chuixue.
Feng Chui Xue stood firm, and just when he was about to take the attack, Tu Zhengzhen threw out a strong wind with his machete, which directly knocked Feng Chui Xue away, and then swung the machete straight towards Lin Lang on the ground.
"don't want!!!"
Feng Chuixue stretched out her hand in despair, her face full of sadness.
Lin Lang paid such a heavy price for him, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even block the opponent's move, and let the opponent go straight towards Lin Lang, who had no power to resist.
"Although I don't know who this kid is, since it's a duel between the two of us, outsiders shouldn't get involved!!"
Tu Zhengzhen said as he slapped Lin Lang's remaining left leg with the back of his knife.
"ah!!!!"
This blow caused the unconscious Lin Lang to wake up from the pain, but it only took a moment before Lin Lang fell into coma again.
If you are struggling like this, I'm afraid you are not far from death.
"It turns out he's not dead..."
Tu Zhengzhen touched his chin playfully. Then under Feng Chuixue's desperate gaze, he pointed the blade at Lin Lang's head and chopped it off hard.
"You are...the 856th!"
Tu Zhengzhen said excitedly, preparing to accept the 856 souls killed by the sword.
Qing'er in the mirror world bit her lip tightly, her eyes were full of distress, her long hair was dyed golden, and even the tears flowing from her eyes turned golden.
"I... want... you... to die."
Qing'er's voice has never been so cold.
When Lin Lang was just injured, she was already lying on the ground crying.
When Lin Lang was beaten by Fan Yuankai, she tried to take action countless times.
But she can't.
The only chance to take action must be at the last moment of Lin Lang's life.
Otherwise, no matter how much damage Lin Lang suffered, she could not take action. She could only watch helplessly.
Now, the dead end has come.
The black and white mark belonging to the Samsara Mirror on Lin Lang's back shone with dazzling golden light.
The golden light gradually spread to Lin Lang's whole body, flicking away Tu Zhengzhen's sword and even sending him flying away.
The wounds on Lin Lang's body, wrapped in this golden light, healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The wound in the lower abdomen quickly produced new flesh, and the internal organs that were originally squeezed together slowly unfolded.
The broken limbs were restored with a click, and even the blood stains on the body disappeared under this golden light.
Then Lin Lang slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils turned pure gold like never before.
Her hair was also dyed blonde, making her look like Qing'er when she transformed.
Feng Chuixue opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Lin Lang in disbelief.
His eyes seemed to contain no emotion at all.
Not as cold and heartless as the Demon Cult.
Unlike Buddhism which prohibits the seven emotions and six desires.
But completely, without any emotion at all.
Feng Chuixue had never seen such a look on her master, Luo Jinyin.
This look no longer resembles that of a human being. It looks more like some other creature.
Feng Chuixue thought about it for a long time and only came up with one word to describe Lin Lang now.
"god."
The dazzling posture like a god, the indifferent eyes like a god.
If I had to identify one emotion in Lin Lang's eyes, it would be anger.
Feng Chuixue, who had seen the big scene before, unconsciously took half a step back.
Because the aura on Lin Lang's body also reached an extremely terrifying level.
"Such a breath...except for Master, I have never had such a breath before..."
Under Feng Chuixue's shocked eyes, Lin Lang stretched out his hand and gently called, and Tu Zhengzhen flew in front of Lin Lang with a look of horror on his face.
Then Lin Lang stretched out his hand and squeezed it gently, and Tu Zhengzhen exploded into a ball of blood mist. Not even the bones were left...