Sister Yun sneered, and a silver light flowed from her body along her arm into the hilt of the spear, and then followed the spear into the sea of blood.

Then, under the entire sea of blood, countless pillars of light suddenly shot out, crisscrossing and crisscrossing the sea, reflecting the surface of the sea into a piece of silver.

Each pillar of light shot out from the ground to the sky. Around the pillar of light, the plasma boiled and evaporated rapidly due to the heat, turning into a thick red mist, and then gradually dissipating without a trace.

The surface of the sea of blood is descending rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Stop dreaming, how could my blood pool be broken so easily by you!"

Sebasta's thunderous roar rang out in the sky again, and more bloody hands were summoned around them, and the group smashed down towards the position of the four.

But each bloody hand, when it was halfway through the swing, was swept into two pieces by the beam shot out of the blue sea and fell into the sea.

The silver pillars of light grew brighter and brighter, and the sea of blood became shallower and shallower, and finally, in a long, terrible hiss like a wounded beast, the entire sea of blood was steamed.

The bloody hand, which had just taken shape in mid-air but had not yet been swept away, also fell heavily after losing its strength support, and then dissipated into nothingness.

"Over to you. Lan Hai gasped, and he didn't even have the strength to continue to stand firm, and glanced at Sister Yun, and then fell straight backwards.

The countless tentacles wrapped around his arms had withered, and the two gelatinous crystals in his palms were also dim without any light.

Chen Xiaolian rushed forward, hugged Lan Hai, and instinctively wanted to stuff a spicy strip into his mouth, but suddenly reacted that he was here, with no storage equipment and no personal system.

"Damn!" Chen Xiaolian gritted his teeth fiercely, but saw Lan Hai shake his head slightly: "It's okay, don't worry." This thing that grows inside me doesn't seem to make me hang up so easily. ”

Seeing that although Lan Hai was extremely weak, his life was at least temporary, Chen Xiaolian nodded, helped him to the ground gently, and raised his head to look at the sky.

At the moment when the sea of blood was evaporated, Sebasta's wing-waving figure also reappeared in mid-air, and Sister Yun also pulled out her spear, kicked her feet on the ground, and rushed into the sky.

A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of Sebasta's mouth, staring at Sister Yun, her hands were quickly covered with a layer of scales, and ten sharp nails grew on her fingertips, her wings flapped twice quickly, and she swooped down against Sister Yun from mid-air.

"Since the Blood Spirit Pool can't kill you, then use these hands of mine!"

With his roar, a thick mist of blood was enveloped around Sebasta's body.

The tip of the spear and the claw collided violently, but it was the condescending Sebasta who was blown away.

The moment the two collided, the silver light of the spear tip instantly tore through the blood mist around Sebasta's body, and then slashed Sebasta's fingertips and stabbed him in the chest.

A splash of blood splashed out, and a huge wound was torn from Sebasta's chest by the spear, and the whole person was thrown hundreds of meters away before he froze his body, and a pair of resentful eyes looked at Sister Yun in front of him in disbelief.

However, before he could regain his footing, the next shot was already in his chest.

In the midst of Sebasta's roar, the shot pierced his body. The silver fighting energy infused from the gun flowed down the wound, and then burst out from Sebasta's facial features, and the whole person seemed to have transformed into a huge firework.

But Sebasta is still not dead!

His hands suddenly stretched out, gripped the hilt of the gun on his chest hard, and jerked outward.

When the blade of the gun was pulled out of his chest, it once again pulled out a blood flower, making the wound on his chest even more terrifying, but at least, the fighting spirit on the gun no longer hurt him.

Sebasta held the handle of the gun in both hands, stared at Sister Yun with both eyes, and wrestled with her.

The handle of the gun began to bend gradually under the strong force of the two men. Although Sister Yun's face was still indifferent and expressionless, her breathing began to be slightly rapid.

Sebasta jerked his head sideways, stretched out his right hand, and slashed hard into the middle of the gun. The spear had already bent almost into a semicircle, and when he slashed it again, it broke into two with a crisp sound.

The power of the two people that was originally stored in the gun was finally released in this break, and each bounced on each other's bodies.

Sister Yun was blasted down from the air like a cannonball, smashing a huge pit on the ground. And Sebasta was also flicked high into the air.

The dirt was splashed everywhere by such a violent impact, but when Sister Yun stood up, her body was still clean and without a trace of dust, and there was no trace of injury.

"Not bad. She raised her head and sneered at the figure in the sky that was rapidly getting smaller and then slowly getting bigger: "It's good to be able to fight me." ”

Sebasta flapped her wings and flew back above Sister Yun, breathing hoarse like a torn bellows.

His whole body was covered with blood, and the huge wound on his chest almost tore him in half, and he could even see the internal organs inside the ribs, but there was no fear in his eyes when he looked at Sister Yun.

"Awesome! really awesome!" Sebasta took a deep breath, the blood foam in his lungs gushed out like a fountain from the wound on his chest, put away the resentful eyes just now, and laughed: "I really didn't expect that there would be an obscure master like you at the end of the world, who has been incognito for so many years." Luckily, I got the vulture's dragon blood, otherwise...... I'm afraid I'll really be killed by you!"

"Do you think this won't happen?" Sister Yun sneered.

"Your marksmanship is indeed very good, but now your spears have been broken by me, I see how you can fight me with your bare hands!" Sebasta looked at the defenseless Sister Yun: "I have seen it, you don't have storage equipment on your body." And ......"

He slammed his fists in his chest and slowly pulled them away. As his arms parted, a void rift appeared in front of him.

A river of blood flowed out of the rift and rushed towards Sebasta, burrowing through the wound in his chest and rapidly repairing his wounds.

"Do you know how resilient the bloodline is?"

"Your self-confidence comes from here. Sister Yun nodded, and suddenly sighed: "However, I'm afraid you've made a mistake." ”

"Oh, what do you want to tell me?"

"Two things. Sister Yun stretched out her hand and brushed her long hair behind her head: "First, that spear is not a piece of equipment, but a skill from me. ”

She tied her hair back up, and with a gesture of her right hand, a silver light flowed out of her palm, and then a spear that was exactly the same as before was reconstituted in her hand.

Sebasta's face had changed.

"Second-" Sister Yun raised her head and looked at Sebasta, and suddenly showed a smile.

Since Chen Xiaolian saw her, he had never seen an expression other than indifference and sneer on her face.

Only now did he realize how beautiful this woman was when she smiled!

Her flawless facial features were already moving enough, and when that smile bloomed, it was even more beautiful.

There is no flattery, no coquettishness, and no "just feminine" qualities in this smile.

It's a beauty that's purer and has nothing to do with gender.

"I didn't arm myself completely with skills just now. ”

When the spear appeared in her palm, the silver light did not disappear, but quickly extended upwards along her arm.

Where the silver light flowed, Sister Yun's original clothes disappeared and were replaced by a set of armor!

A set of armor that glows with a silver light!

This armor enveloped Sister Yun from head to toe, but it did not look bloated at all, but set off her figure more and more slender and vigorous.

On this armor, Chen Xiaolian can't see any age characteristics, and there is no way to define whether it is Chinese or Western, but it is more like ......

"Holy ...... Holy Clothes?"

Chen Xiaolian stared at the armor, and even his jaw was about to fall.

The helmet didn't completely cover the back of Sister Yun's head, leaving her long hair loose through the gap behind her shoulders. The long black waterfall-like hair sets off the silver helmet and silver armor even more brilliantly.

The silver light continued to flow downward, forming a tall and vigorous steed under Sister Yun's body, with its front hooves raised and the head neighing high.

The silver spear in Sister Yun's hand pointed at Sebasta in mid-air, and then, Chen Xiaolian watched as the horse's front hooves lifted in the air, as if there was a transparent staircase in front of him, and just stepped on the air and rushed towards the sky.

Her whole person was like a meteor, leaving a long trail behind her, and the spear in her hand was just flat, but it was full of power, ready to explode at any moment.

Sister Yun rushed in front of Sebasta, the spear in her hand had just been stabbed, and in the void crack in front of Sebasta, a huge mouth full of fangs suddenly stretched out and bit down towards Sister Yun.

The huge mouth was the size of four or five people, enveloping Sister Yun along with the white horse under her crotch.

The next moment, the silver light exploded, and the huge mouth was burst like a balloon.

Sister Yun was still riding on the horse heroically, and there was not even a trace of blood on her body, but the momentum of rushing forward was also intercepted. Taking advantage of this gap, Sebasta also stepped back.

But then, more monsters poured out of that void rift.

Giant spiders, two-headed giants, werewolves...... Countless monsters of different shapes and sizes poured out of the void crack and rushed towards Sister Yun frantically.

Sebasta, on the other hand, hid far behind, crossed his hands and drew a scar of a six-pointed star on the palm of each of his hands with his fingernails.

"This guy is a mage! don't give him a chance to cast more powerful spells!"

Chen Xiaolian shouted at Sister Yun in the sky, but Sister Yun just sneered and wrote lightly:

"Let him go. ”