Chapter 287

In the face of this unprecedented catastrophe, on the independent eaves of the Immortal Venerable, he used the immortal power, plucked the strings, summoned the fairy butterfly, and weaved a huge net that trapped the poisonous puppet in it. After a while, the poisonous puppets collapsed into ashes due to the blazing righteousness of the giant web. "Hah! I knew you were going to use this trick. ”

Ji Liuli summoned the sword of depravity, and with the blessing of evil power, the sword turned into a thousand blades, like raindrops in the sky, pointing directly at the immortal zun.

"Poof!"

A red light burst into a thousand blades, and then I saw a vermilion bird looming in the red light. When Ji Liuli was surprised, she avoided a sharp flip.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Moli turned a thousand blades on his body, and the rain of arrows with Zhu arrows was like a red flower scattered by the Heavenly Maiden to the world, and gradually transformed into a huge Vermilion Bird, and its claws went straight towards Ji Liuli and the Dark Death.

In the midst of the urgency of the death, he drew a magic circle with her, and he could temporarily compete with Zhu Moli.

"That's it? ”

Ji Liuli's eyes flashed with fierce light, some of the poisonous puppets were controlled, and gradually merged into one, taking advantage of Zhu Moli's inability to distract, he quickly approached her with a big knife.

"Leave my sister, be careful!"

It's Xuanqing's long rainbow through the sun!

Countless sword blades, unparalleled sword qi, directly cut off the combined poisonous puppet, causing Ji Liuli's left eye to be injured and unable to open it.

"Oh, my eyes!

The overwhelming shift in the opposing forces, coupled with the several swords sponsored by Xuan Qing, shattered the magic circle and injured the dark dead.

Looking at Xianzun again, Bai Yangxue and Long Wanchen stood on both sides, passing on the power of immortals, helping Xianzun maintain the huge net from breaking, and the poisonous puppets rushed up wave after wave, and they were also scattered in waves.

"There are too many poison puppets, where can we finish fighting like this. ”

After saying this, Long Wanchen flew into the clouds, and in an instant, the thunderclouds of heaven and earth Γ·were hot, and a five-clawed dust dragon with red scales and white body flew out of the clouds.

The dust dragon clouds, thunder and lightning in an instant, and heavy rain plummeted, dispelling the mist after the poison puppet disappeared and erasing the chance of the poison puppet's rebirth. It also slows down the Poison Golem's attack.

"Ji Ruri. ”

The blood of the people of the ghost clan has a special attribute, that is, if they are injured, they can quickly stop the bleeding, but they cannot heal quickly. But that's enough.

The ghost beast of the dark dead ghost ghost joined the battlefield, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, the poison puppet seemed to have received the order again, and no longer rushed madly to the silk net, but a part, regularly approached Ji Liuli, the dark ghost.

They, this is supporting?

"We can't let them get away with it!"

"Yes!"

Long Wanchen answered first.

Then he roared to the sky, lightning and thunder, such as resonance, all of them responded to the dust dragon. Along the way, dark clouds covered the top, thunder and lightning flashed, like sharp swords, like long knives, slashing towards the supporting army of poisonous puppets.

At the same time, Long Wanchen saw the Dark Death and Ji Liuli, so he made up his mind, the dragon's tail swept away, and the lightning suddenly turned into a sharp blade, killing the two.

Unexpectedly, the charm stepped forward to protect the master to block this move, whined, and wailed and dragged the weak injured body back into the spirit card.

"Charm!"

Long Wanchen had just left, attacking the Assassins. The remaining wave of poison puppets was not idle, the long howl of the charm made them increase their strength, and the absence of Long Wanchen allowed them to easily break through the giant net and bite Bai Yangxue and Xianzun.

"Immortal Venerable!"

"I'm fine," Immortal Venerable held his left arm and gritted his teeth, "I can't let them get close to the Snow Tower." ”

"Yes!"

A wisp of faith, a force, willing to throw away the head and return the corpse;

A hope, a catastrophe, willing to sprinkle red blood to protect the immortal clan.

Immortal Venerable gritted his teeth and plucked the strings again, it was the power of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and the tiger stripes on Bai Yangxue's back also showed white light, and with a slash, the poisonous puppet that Gu Yao was close to the Banxue Tower was suddenly defeated.

Immortal Venerable looked forward to stop the dust dragon who was supporting, knowing that this injury was not trivial, and it must be resolved quickly.

When I think about it, the bracelet ghoststone is also sensitive, exuding a little bit of crystalline light.

"Four immortals, draw a formation!"

Immortal Venerable took one step into the air, drawing seals with both hands, gathering the power of the four immortals, and suddenly, a huge ink butterfly appeared, carrying a lightning snow knife, Zhu arrow through the sun, with the earth and night star trace beads, smashed into the center of the poison puppet army in one fell swoop.

A moment later, only a shocking explosion was heard, and the heavens and the earth were like daylight.

When the white light dissipated, the poison puppet was dispersed, Ji Liuli, and the dark puppet were all seriously injured, struggling to get up, and when they saw the defeat of the poison puppet, they understood that the general trend had gone, so they turned into light and shadow and left together.

At the moment when the Earth Night Star Trace Bead exploded, Long Wanchen couldn't dodge, and was shattered by the seven pieces of Protector Red Scales on his body, lost his dragon form, flew out of the Immortal Clan, and fell next to a stream in the woods.

Xianzun and Bai Yangxue were also shocked out of this big explosion, and they hit the front steps of the Banxue Building.

Bai Yangxue struggled in a pool of blood, although she wanted to work hard to support it, she wanted to get up to see what was going on with Xianzun, but she couldn't do it, and she was seriously injured, and finally fainted.

The power of the explosion damaged Zhu Mo's muscles and veins, and Xuan Qing was in addition to the pain in his chest, and a long wound was cut on his right foot and ankle, which should have been wounded by a poison puppet, but when it exploded, he couldn't see it clearly or feel it. It seems that this is a period of time, and it is impossible to jump.

"Sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that you can't use force for a few days. What about you?"

"Me too," Xuan Qing clutched her chest, her facial features on her aching face were about to twist into a ball, she slowed down, and helped Zhu Moli to stand up, looked around, and said to her

"Away from my sister, we... Let's go see Immortal Venerable, Big Brother Bai and Sister Long. ”

"Hmm. You hold me. Go carefully. ”

"Well, good. ”

The two supported each other, step by step, and walked back to the Snow Building. I was shocked to see that the immortal clan was already full of broken clothes, and the blood wind was pungent. The two of them didn't have time to take a closer look, and they were bent on finding Xianzun.

The road from the gate of the immortal clan to the Banxue Building was very long, and the two of them were injured, so they were able to quickly walk to the Banxue Building by supporting each other.

saw Xianzun unconscious on the steps, and Bai Yangxue fell in a pool of blood next to him, and the bite marks on his arms were shocking and disgusting. Immortal Venerable, on the other hand, was surrounded by butterflies, and they treated her one by one, without fear of death.

"It's Immortal Venerable!"

The hurried footsteps of the two did not distract this group of butterflies who were not afraid of death. Immortal Zun loves butterflies the most, whether it is a pure ink butterfly, or such a black hooked edge, transparent spirit butterfly. If Mu Yunfan was here, he would definitely summon more ink butterflies.

"You ......"

"Immortal Venerable, you're awake. ”

"Hmm. ”

Although she woke up, the pain of the wound, her whole face was crumpled, she stood up hard, and saw Bai Yangxue lying there, but Long Wanchen was missing. Just ask

"What about Long Wanchen?"

"Immortal Venerable, this is also what Xuan Qing and I want to say, Long Wanchen is missing. ”

Hearing this, Immortal Venerable's mind flashed in an instant the scene when the Earth and Night Star Trace Beads exploded, and the white light was comparable to day, dispelling the three-foot evil clouds in the sky. And Long Wanchen is the closest and the most unavoidable one.

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