However, now that the demons are blooming in all directions, there are certainly a lot of demons in the central area, but even in the outer areas, there are still many demon powerhouses.

Zhuge Rousang, who cares about the life and death of China, naturally will not bow his head under the power of the demon clan.

However, although she was emotionally reluctant to see it, in fact, none of her daughters-in-law flinched, which also made her feel very relieved to be a mother-in-law.

Sure enough, it's not a family, and it doesn't enter a family.

His son's vision is still very good.

These daughters-in-law are charming one by one, but when facing the threat of death, they show an extremely strong side.

In their bodies, Zhuge Rousang actually saw himself when he was young.

Once upon a time, like these little girls, she fought with her beloved on the front line against aliens without hesitation, and never slacked off or retreated.

Bursts of loud bangs resounded in the sky, and dust was flying everywhere, and Jiangzhou was currently equivalent to the second line of defense.

Many cultivators are engaged in bitter battles here, using their flesh and blood to build a line of defense and buy precious time for others.

They are united, and they all have only one belief, that is, they hope to intercept the demons as much as possible here, or even eliminate them directly.

Even though he knew that this hope was extremely slim, he still went forward without a moment's hesitation.

The tall building next to him collapsed, and He Qian suddenly dodged sideways as if she had been prepared, dodging all the rubble that had fallen over.

Before He Qian set off, Lu Chen used the method of soul power inheritance to imprint her with a Maoshan technique of piercing the clouds.

After all, He Qian did not succeed in breaking through the lower grade of the ground level in the process of refining the spirit crystal this time.

At the moment, her strength is only the strength to reach the quasi-ground level.

With the method of piercing the clouds in Maoshan Technique, it is also equivalent to giving He Qian a certain means of escape.

At the same time, in the process of fighting, He Qian can also take advantage of some advantages by virtue of his speed.

Even if you meet an opponent with a slightly higher bust circumference, you will not lose in a short time.

It's really not good, but you can also take 36 plans as the best policy, and you don't have to fight.

Although this kind of body method is much inferior to the speed of Maoshan Shutian Thunder Step, it is mainly suitable for He Qian.

The cultivation difficulty of the Maoshan Technique is low, it is easy to learn, and the consumption is not high.

Otherwise, if you forcibly teach Maoshan Tianleibu to He Qian, not to mention whether she can master it in a short period of time, even if she barely grasps it, whether she can use it for a long time is a problem.

He Qian's gaze was as sharp as an eagle, constantly capturing the situation on the battlefield.

With the situation of being so close to the battle, the aftermath of the battle was full of danger, but He Qian did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

A blue figure flew upside down from mid-air, and He Qian immediately caught the movement of this figure falling.

Immediately after, her figure moved suddenly, and her whole person suddenly turned into a cloud and swept away.

A black-robed figure waved the spear in his hand and stabbed wildly at Murong Yanran, who had just smashed to the ground.

After smashing the ground into a five-meter-wide crater, in the midst of this intense pain, Murong Yanran felt soreness all over her body at the same time, as if she had been drained of her strength in an instant.

A mouthful of red blood spurted out from Murong Yanran's pale lips.

After suffering such a serious bombardment, Murong Yanran had completely lost her combat effectiveness.

Looking at the spear that stabbed in, there was a hint of unwillingness and despair in his beautiful eyes.

Swish!

When the spear was about to reach a distance of less than half a foot from Murong Yanran's chest, a cyan cloud swept in front of the latter, and then disappeared.

The spear in the hand of the black-robed old man slammed into the ground, and after a loud bang, the ground was directly bombarded into a cave dozens of meters deep.

The black-robed old man's brows tightened suddenly, and he immediately scolded: "It's grandma's, little girl, you still want to run!

Rumble!

Before the black-robed old man could speak, the spear in his hand shook again, and he didn't care about the blood flowing in his arm, and pursued the sturdy figure again.

The appearance of the black-robed old man was also extremely embarrassed, and he seemed to have suffered a lot in the hands of Murong Yanran.

Now, his face was also full of anger, slightly distorted.

Facing the strange figure of the black-robed old man, He Qian, who was holding Murong Yanran, was extremely nervous.

She frantically urged the true qi in her body, almost exerting the Maoshan Technique through the clouds to the extreme, shuttling all the way through various tall and collapsed buildings.

Although the speed was a few points faster than just now, because of the difference in strength with the demons, He Qian felt more and more oppressive.

Even she doesn't know when she won't be able to hold on, and then she will be chased by the other party.

Once you are caught up, you don't have to think about the consequences to know.

Anyway, she definitely doesn't have the ability to take the other party's one-and-a-half-move.

He Qian...... Leave me alone, run away, or you'll die here! If even you die...... Who will take care of Brother Lu in the future......"

Another mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Murong Yanran's mouth, and she spat out a few words with difficulty.

Looking at Murong Yanran, who was covered in blood, the blue dress had been completely dyed blood red, and He Qian hugged Murong Yanran's palms with a faint blue light, constantly injecting into the latter's body.

Even in the process of escaping, He Qian did not forget to stop the bleeding for Murong Yanran.

"Don't say it, you want to die together...... "A touch of perseverance flashed on He Qian's face, and her voice said categorically.

"He Qian......" Murong Yan then felt a warmth in her heart, and she couldn't speak for a while.

"Where are you going, two damn stinky girls, hurry up and give me death!"

The figure of the black-robed old man was extremely fast, and he appeared less than three meters away from He Qian's body in the blink of an eye.

At such a close distance, He Qian's heart sank suddenly, and the whole person's heart sank to the bottom again.

The true qi in her body was impressively running all over her body, and then burst out of her body, quickly building an invisible barrier around her body.

In addition to escaping, He Qian can only defend as much as possible at the moment, and this is the only way at present.

Murong Xin'er, who was in a stalemate battle, was covered with heart-devouring insects all over her body.

For a moment, there was no way for her to separate.

Even if he noticed that they were in danger at the moment, there was nothing he could do but be anxious in his heart.

This deep helplessness made Murong Xin'er realize how cruel war was again, and her eyes were full of angry flames......