The seal sealed on the talisman is the Tiangang Sword Array, which was originally given to Jinhuang by Fu Li earlier.

As soon as the sword array was urged, the thick spiritual breath condensed into countless sharp sword intents, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ying Long in the center of the array, with a murderous aura. After only a few pauses, the sword intent stabbed at the living creature in the center with a thunderous posture.

The Tiangang Sword Formation belonged to the Killing Array, and its power was enough to strangle a fifth-level demon beast on the spot. However, for Ying Long, who was far more ferocious, thousands of sword intent slashed through the iron-like scale armor, as if he had been scratched by a cat's paw. Not only did it not hurt it, but it angered Ying Long even more.

The sword array is fierce and extremely lethal, if it is an ordinary demon beast, it doesn't matter if it dies or not. However, now it was Ying Long who was trapped, the outer leather armor was as hard as a rock, and all the powerful sword intent that was concentrated in one place was counterattacked by the scale armor, and it completely rebounded back, along with Ying Long's crazy roar.

The sword intent of the edge overflowed, and it shot in all directions. Canglang disciples who were lying upside down or crawling on the isolated island, or slightly or seriously injured, if they were hit by this Tiangang sword qi, with their cultivation, they would not die and would be disabled.

This is something that Jinhuang did not expect, and it is too late to remedy it.

Just at the last moment, Fu Li let go of Jiang Xinyue, turned around and raised his arm, the spell in his hand changed, and in an instant, the dark purple transparent barrier rose from the ground like a copper wall, straight into the sky, blocking all the scattered sword qi in it, and dissolving them one by one.

In response to the fanning of the keel wings, a well-mouthed tornado is born from under the wings with each wave. The "whooshing" wind swept the wind blade and continued to hit the barrier, whitting sparks.

"The disciple is stupid and almost made a big mistake. Jinhuang bowed down and bowed his head to accept the sin.

Fu Li held Kun Wu in his right hand, and the sword qi around Kun Wu was cleansed, and the buzzing low sound was one after another, obviously full of fighting spirit.

"Let's fight first. He hurriedly said, "Longmu and his wings are the weakness, for the division to attack you, the rest of the disciples set up a five-way demon formation, contain the combat power, pay attention not to get hurt." ”

"Yes!" everyone replied in unison.

These Canglang disciples all have a lot of experience in dealing with battles, and after listening to Fu Li's orders, they returned to their positions in an orderly manner and set up a magic array.

With such a cooperation, it is obviously much stronger than the previous random attack, but in the end, Ying Long is an ancient divine beast, and his combat power is terrifying.

Everyone was watching, especially with Fu Li present, all the actions could not escape his powerful eyes of the god transformation period, so Jinhuang did not dare to urge the reincarnation of yin and yang, otherwise, she could take advantage of the difference in the passage of time to attack Ying Long thousands of times faster in an instant.

Therefore, as time goes on, the disadvantages of the disparity in strength between the two sides are slowly revealed.

Blood marks began to appear on her body one after another, and because of the close attack, the five internal organs and the eight veins of the Qi Jing continued to bear the impact of coercion and qi waves, as if a powerful and terrifying force surged up from all directions, constantly squeezing and grinding her internal organs.

The heavier and heavier dullness pressed against the ribcage, and the blood and qi rushed through the throat, seeping out between the clenched teeth and sliding down the corners of the mouth.

The people around fell one after another, and later, only she and Fu Li were still supporting, but Jinhuang knew in her heart that if there was still no turnaround if it dragged on, I am afraid she would have to explain here.

To kill, or not to move? She hesitated in her heart. Patronized to deal with the big enemy in front of her, but she didn't know that there was a small person behind her who was eyeing her, waiting for an opportunity to get rid of her.

Ying Long's fist-sized two nostrils erupted with angry beast breath, the scales near the tip of his nose fluttered up and down, and the beast's mouth opened widely, instantly spewing out a ball of flames.

Jinhuang was restrained by coercion, and his movements were much slower, and he couldn't dodge in time, and a hole was burned out of his magic robe in an instant. The scorching sensation of the flames penetrated the texture, and the damage was far above her fire exercises.

If it goes on like this, it's really not the way to go.

Exposed, exposed, as long as you have a life to get out of this ghost place, you can always think of a way to deal with it.

Just as Jinhuang was about to start urging the ghost fire, he suddenly heard an exclamation "Ah Li, help", and when he took a breath, he felt a gust of wind behind him, with a sharp murderous aura.

Forward and backward strikes!

Between the lightning and flint, she hurriedly dodged sideways, barely dodging the wind blade blowing from between the scales of the dragon in front of her, and her left hand hurriedly turned around to stab the stall with the fire stab, however, the result was still useless. Ying Long's tail had spikes in the shape of a meteor hammer, and they stabbed against the fire until they stabbed into her right chest.

"Poof!" Jin Huang spat out a mouthful of blood.

With her left hand, she relied on the fire thorn, and the thorn blade was aimed at the spike on Ying Long's tail, and slowly pulled the spike out of the flesh inch by inch, slashing out the pain of the flesh. The blood, sliding down the blade, stained her entire thorn-holding left hand red, and then, dripping into the air, smashing into the dirt below, seeping into it little by little.

With a "poof", Ying Long's tail was completely pulled out, bringing out fine pieces of flesh and a half-arc of blood.

The flying magic weapon under his feet swayed unsteadily, Jinhuang knelt on one knee, his left hand supported the ground, not far from the line of sight, Jiang Xinyue's face palpitated and palpitating, Chu Chu nestled pitifully in Fu Li's arms, sobbing lowly, telling about fear.

After deducing the scene in his mind, the direction of Ying Long's tail attack, the direction he was in at that time, and Jiang Xinyue's position at the moment, the conspiracy and trickery in it were self-evident.

At the same time as Jinhuang's gaze turned over, Jiang Xinyue's gaze also went straight up, obviously there were tears on her eyelashes, but her eyes clearly showed smugness and mockery, and even opened her arms to wrap her arms around Fu Li's waist meaningfully.

Jin Huang listened expressionlessly to the staccato conversations that floated from the storm whirlpool.

"It's okay, I'm here, I'm not going to let anything happen to you. This is Fu Li's voice. I don't know if it's because it was crushed by the wind, but I feel that my voice is incredibly soft in my ears.

"Well, Xinyue is not afraid. The trembling voice, uttering pretending to be strong, struck the man's heart again.

Jinhuang's gaze glanced at the figure with his back to her.

Fu Li was soft and relieved, and behind him was a roaring giant beast, only the barrier and the Kunwu sword barely confronted, and the flames of war flew everywhere, but he didn't care.

With his cultivation strength, the two of them fell into danger at the same time, and it was impossible for him not to find out, but in the end he chose to save Jiang Xinyue and let her, a disciple, be injured by Ying Long.

Jinhuang withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes. The wound on the right side of his chest was no longer bleeding out, and the fist-sized hole was exposed to the air, as if the wind had poured into it, and it was so cold that people couldn't help but shiver.

It was cold and painful, as if it was going to go away, obviously I had already taken the pill, why was it still so uncomfortable?

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