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A figure flew over to protect Erya, and the second puppet took the lead in abandoning his own formation and rushed over, throwing off his coat and covering his master.

He couldn't speak, and a strange sound came out of his throat, driving away the Soul Eater with his bare hands. In the warm breeze, his body was shaking.

Saying that he was not afraid that it was hard, he was also afraid, and his bronzed skin was shiny in the morning light.

I saw the meat in my mouth, but I was stuck in the middle of it.

The sudden change startled the Soul Eater Butterfly flew back half an inch, paused, and then those countless Soul Eater Butterflies bared their tiny sharp teeth, as if they had just been released from the eighteenth layer of hungry ghost hell, and rushed towards him like crazy, instantly covering his body, greedily eating his flesh and blood at a speed invisible to the naked eye, "click, click", layers of flesh and blood suddenly gave birth to Lu Sensen's white bones, the reduction of flesh and blood made his clothes quickly deflated, and a strange chewing sound came from between their rapid friction teeth.

smiled for the immortal: "I'll just say, hum, the real yin and yang puppets are dead corpses, how can they bleed, these puppets are clearly pretended to be big living people." ”

The formation that trapped them was broken, and they should have been happy, but they couldn't be happy, and she stared at Erya who had fainted on the ground: "Linglong......." ”

Why would she rather fight for her life for Saramon than ...... He refused to come to him and joined them in the fight against Saramon. He didn't care if she was the high priest of Yin and Yang of Rausch, and he didn't care what she did, in his eyes, she was just a delicate little sister.

Someone who will make his heart flutter and even feel distressed.

"I'm going to save her," Xue Yangan hurriedly pushed away the moon burial that was in front of her, "Faceless, you open the barrier. ”

Fu Yue didn't move, he couldn't let Xue Yan go out and put himself in danger: "No, it's too dangerous." ”

"She's going to die, she's going to die, you know," Xue Yan grabbed his coat and shook him vigorously, burying her in his chest and weeping lowly. Even if she hates Erya, at the moment of life and death, she is reluctant to give up her feelings as a sister with feelings.

"What are you going to do when those things are cleaned up," the corners of the fairy's mouth remained unchanged, "and it's not too late for us to go."

"Laughing girl, close your crow's mouth! ”

"Long-tongued woman, you, hmph, save her? she may be trying to kill us in a different way. ”

"No one is allowed to go out. You don't know how powerful the Soul Eater vine is. ”

The other puppets were stunned, where to care about the formation, they flew up one after another, guarding the master's side, while slapping the Soul Eater Butterfly on the puppet second child, while pulling out the Xuanyue scimitar on his waist and slashing desperately at the Soul Eater Butterfly, making a "clanging" sound. The Soul Eater Butterfly's shell was extremely hard, and the white flesh of the Soul Eater Butterfly flew upside down, and it landed diagonally on the ground with a whirl.

Afterwards, countless soul devouring butterflies, a white expanse, one after another, swarmed.

If they want to watch their master die like this, even if they are ordered by their master, they will not obey their fate.

They just can't do it.

The Soul Eater Butterfly smelled the smell of blood and became more and more crazy, quickly crawling onto their skin and opening its mouth to bite, and one after another potholes and bloody holes immediately appeared on them.

In an instant, the four puppets were scarred and burned in blood. The second puppet was left with only one piece of clothing left in place, a large pool of thick blood and scraps of flesh on the ground, and the smell of fish wafted in the air.

Dick. The four puppets were sad, and the pain that followed them was like a thousand cuts. They are mute and speechless. Mourning but speechless.

At this moment, a snow-white sword pierced through the sky, and a huge internal force attacked, causing a strong wind, the woods trembling, and the soul devouring butterflies scattered. The sword body instantly transformed into countless phantoms, constantly interspersed with each other, forming an unbreakable sword tripod, covering them inside the sword tripod.

The sword body is bright and translucent, faintly exuding an ice blue edge, the hilt of the sword is covered with dark lines of flowing clouds and auspiciousness, and the back bone is clear into a line, cold as ice and snow. The sword of the princes, beheading the greedy ministers, punishing the traitors, Kuang princes and subduing the world.

Burial Yue's deep voice was shocked: "Mo Evil Sword?"

She Tanhua rolled her eyes disdainfully. Shangguan Liuyun is always stealing the limelight in front of the Linglong little sister, but ...... With him, Linglong Xiaomei should be fine.

Xue Yan was overjoyed.

Laughing for the immortals, Mo Evil Sword, how could Shangguan Liuyun come here.

There was a coughing sound in the air.

The crescent moon robe flashed, Shangguan Liuyun instantly appeared next to the sword ding, a few wisps of green silk beside the sideburns were scattered by the breeze, the drape of the clothes was excellent, the white clothes were left to be independent, the white jade pendant on the waist shook leisurely, and the ink-like eyebrows and eyes stared intently at the resurgent soul devouring butterfly in front of him.

He raised his hand, and a misty True Yuan was condensed in his hand, and he gently pushed out a palm in the air towards the Soul Eater Butterfly that was rushing wildly. Zhenyuan wraps the soul devouring butterfly, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, and two instruments give birth to four elephants. Thousands of Soul Eater butterflies have stalled.

His hands seemed to have magical power, absorbing them all. Like a clear wave, the hands flow to draw a two-instrument shape, the movements are coherent, soft and powerful, and the strength is hidden in the soft movements, as if the chaotic world is gently opened.

Tai Chi is born without limits. If it moves, it is divided, and if it is still, it is combined. Soft and stable like a load-bearing ship, swept in the river, both load-bearing and rebounding.

Those fluttering Qiong butterflies fanned their silver-white wings, and they were all pushed into the air by him, far away from the sword ding.

There was a sharp roar from the Niu Taoist priest in his ears: "Damn, moo, set fire to Lao Tzu!"

"Boom. ”

The old scalper spat out real fire, and the flames rushed into the air with a thunderous momentum that covered his ears, deviated from the direction, and landed at the feet of the laughing first, and scattered sparks splashed, and instantly lit her skirt.

"Ah!" laughed for the fairy and screamed, hurriedly stomped his feet to extinguish, and glared angrily: "Stinky donkey, what kind of strange fire is your strange cow spewing out!"

"Oh shit, the flame is off track, it's not sprayed wrong," Daoist Niu scratched his head and pointed to the dense white butterflies in mid-air: "Moo, see the spray!"

Moo Moo opened his beak towards the Soul Eater Butterfly, and had enough strength to eat milk,

"Boom. ”

The wings of a small group of Soul Eater butterflies instantly ignited. The butterfly flock suddenly rioted, like a blind butterfly scurrying around.

"Squeak," "Crackle." ”

A burnt smell spreads.

The fire was swift and swift, and the flames quickly turned into a prairie fire. The wings burned, and a large area of Soul Eater butterflies flew wisps of green smoke, swirling from mid-air and falling to the ground and mud, like autumn leaves, and the smaller ones burned directly into ashes in mid-air, leaving only a little spark.

The cow Taoist choked and sneezed: "Damn, what's so fierce." Liuyun, are you okay? When he looked closely, he was shocked, there was a lot of blood on the ground, and it seemed that there was a life-and-death struggle here.

The four puppets were crumbling, holding on to their deaths, and their blood flowed like pillars. The puppet boss knelt on the ground in a daze, plunged the scimitar into the dirt, holding the hilt, his bronzed skin was scarred, he helped his master to sit up from the pool of blood, regardless of the injuries on his body, and his hand condensed the true qi into the master's body.

This blood, there are the master's, the second, and maybe theirs.

The puppet Lao Wu trembled his hands to check the pulse of the master, and the pulse was faint. He was in terrible pain.

The Mo Evil Phantom condensed into a sword and entered the scabbard. Shangguan Liuyun withdrew his palm, covered his chest and coughed, and forcibly pressed the poison in his body to push the internal force into the dantian, and the injury was aggravated. He glanced sideways at a few puppets, and with a single move, he shuttled between them, and in the blink of an eye, he clicked on the hemostatic point.

"Oops, isn't this Lan Linglong female doll, what's the matter, it was still alive and kicking a few days ago, why did it look like this?"

"What's the fierce, I'm ...... I can't see if I can't do it!" Originally, I wanted to ask about Lan Linglong's female doll's southern apprentice daughter-in-law, but seeing her like this, Daoist Niu's heart softened, and he was miserable.

Fuyue spread out her internal force barrier, pointed to Erya on the ground and said, "Shangguan Liuyun, she has lost too much blood, you had better heal it as soon as possible." ”

Shangguan Liuyun lowered his eyes and glanced at Erya, raised his eyes and asked, "Who are you and why did you appear in Xuanyuan City?"

"In Xia Qianmian Langjun, the burial moon, there is a lot of disturbance in Xuanyuan these days, so I will leave," said the burial moon with a deep voice: "Let's go." ”

She Tanhua nodded, coughed and cleared her throat and said, "Who is that, you must take good care of Linglong little sister!"

"Cold ......," Erya muttered, her eyes rolling under her skin, and she opened her eyes slightly, looking dazed. There was a warm breath on his back, but there was still some chills on his body.

Shangguan Liuyun turned his head sideways.

The puppet boss looked overjoyed, and hurriedly took the blood-stained clothes to cover her.

Erya's fingertips moved, and she slowly closed her eyes and stopped moving. It's like fainting.

Shangguan Liuyun turned around and came to her side.

The puppet boss's heart jumped, for fear that he would be unfavorable to the master, so he tightened his hand and protected the master.

Shangguan Liuyun looked down at her pale face, was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm here to save her." ”

The puppet boss was suspicious and changed the master to him. Shangguan Liuyun was full of anger and dantian Yungong healed her injuries, and her snow-white robe floated.

Daoist Niu also approached, seeing a large pool of blood, and trembled: "Why is this female doll injured like this, who is so poisonous." ”

Xiao Weixian smiled coldly: "Hmph, maybe she won't be able to hold on and die." If she wants to kill us, she should be killed with one stab, why do you still help her so much, Sister Xue. ”

"Xian'er, don't say it. Xue Yan breathed a sigh of relief, there was only so much she could do, for the sake of safety, she had to get out of here as soon as possible.

The puppet Lao Si had red eyes and was covered in blood, blocking in front of them. The master has a life, and he must not let them go alive.

Xue Yangan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she had a great friendship with their master, but she would not be soft on a minion. The green and beautiful ten-fingered closed and closed the soul and combed a simple seal, and a few subtle and invisible strands of hair burst out, saying that it was too late, that time was fast, and the puppet Lao Si's neck and arms and legs instantly appeared with deep scars, and blood quickly gushed out.

"Get out of the way," Xue Yan's little finger hooked out of thin air, as if hooking a strand of hair, and the fingertips were twisted twice, and the soul-broken hair on the neck of the puppet Lao Si was a little deeper, the hair blade cut into the flesh, and the blood flowed down the hair, "If I exert force lightly, your head will move,"

As she spoke, she frowned and added seriously: "Go back and serve your master well, don't make trouble." ”