"Ahhh!!hhh

"Don't !!"

"Fei'er!!"

"Zhiqiang!"

In the Yin family's mansion, which was guarded by everyone, there was a heart-rending roar of grief.

The people guarding the Yin family's outer house seemed to have never heard it, and they were guarding it with a lot of anger, looking indifferent.

As for the Yin family monks who were subdued by them before, they had already piled up in the corners of the courtyard and became corpses.

That piece of ground had been permeated by bright red blood.

The soaked ground is still expanding.

The bloody scene makes people can't bear to look at it directly.

......

Hidden City.

The Rakshasa Gate faced the Xuanji Gate, and finally ended in a fiasco.

In this battle, the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect were either killed or wounded.

On the huge competition platform, the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect wearing gray Taoist robes were lying or sitting or paralyzed on the ground, panting.

Gu Jin and An Mingji finally made a move.

During the battle, five Jindan monks from the Rakshasa Gate appeared.

The two of them fought against five Jindan monks, and this battle can be said to be a narrow victory.

This is still relying on An Mingji's dark ability, as well as Gu Jin's continuous aura drawn from the space, and the power in his body has been extended.

The five monks of the late Jindan period should not be underestimated.

Gu Jin held An Mingji's hand and stood on the martial arts platform sprinkled with bright red blood, drawing out the rich aura of the space and transmitting it to An Mingji's body.

In the previous battle, he consumed a lot of strength and needed to replenish quickly.

Yu Shuo, Jiang Hanyi, Wan Qi Jingyi, Wan Qi Heyang, and Allen stood behind them in a supportive posture.

This fight was seen by everyone.

The battle ended, and no one at the scene said anything.

Gu Jin glanced coldly, standing on the high seat of the Yin Moon Sect disciple, and Yin Honglin with a frightened look on his face.

The Rakshasa Gate has been solved, and the next ...... It's the Yin Moon Sect.

These two sects have been in the Hidden City for many years, and they have been cultivating in a cruel way by absorbing the blood of others, stealing the fruits of others' years of hard work, and improving their own cultivation, which is really despicable.

If they hadn't taken the initiative to come to the door, Gu Jin would never have had any contact with these people.

It's a pity that she doesn't mind letting them know that there are people outside the house.

The two old sects have been shrinking in the hidden city for many years, and they are afraid that they will be narrow-sighted, and their vision and pattern have long been narrow.

Gu Jin coldly swept towards Yin Honglin, taking in the fear on the other party's face.

If the Yin Moon Sect was no longer embarrassed by the Xuanji Sect, she would not be too lazy to do it.

However, if the other party doesn't know what to do, of course she doesn't mind, let these people suffer.

Most of the Rakshasa disciples lying on the ground were seriously injured and had been deposed from their cultivation.

Only a few of them were killed by mistake in battle.

Gu Jin has never liked to touch people's lives, and she often warns her apprentices that if she can, she won't kill people

Sometimes death is not torture, but relief.

To live is to suffer, or to forgive sins.

Life is better than death, pain is not life, is the highest state of punishment for a person.

Gu Jin raised his eyes and saw An Mingji's chin stained with a drop of blood from who he didn't know.

This drop of blood added a bit of evil to his delicate and handsome face.

She raised her hand and gently wiped the blood from the young man's chin with her sleeve.

said: "Why are you so careless." ”

When Gu Jin's hand was about to withdraw, An Mingji reached out to hold her hand.

The anger between his eyebrows and eyes turned soft and gentle in an instant, and those deep eyes seemed to hide infinite affection.

An Mingji lowered his eyes, staring at the bloodstains on Gu Jin's sleeves, his deep eyes darkened, and his fingertips gently touched the bloodstained clothes.