Lemon's flying blade and the bullet of the magic catapult archer stopped before touching Garuda, and the pillar of fire and the ice blade were not painful, but their provocation made Garuda really angry, and the wings of the red bird spirit robe suddenly soared several meters, and the red bird in the air with a gorgeous spin shook away the quicksand restraint of Xi Wai, and several close warriors of Jingliu, Nankong, Sa, and Nicholas were all beaten by the wings and flew out with blood, this is the difference in strength. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The soldiers in the north and Lianhua, White Rakshasa and others swarmed up, and the huge wings of the red bird swept like a night mosquito in the summer, and the strong wind pressure blew all the people within thirty meters away, and the green Zijin closest to the red bird was blown to the ground, and rolled several times before stopping.

A fire alchemy array with a diameter of more than twenty meters was projected at the foot of the red bird, and a circle of dark blue ripples swept on the ground, and the area of the alchemy array burned fiercely, and the flames burned several meters high, and what was even more terrifying was that the earth began to turn red, the earth and stones began to boil, and those deadly magma tumbled and swirled, as if they were about to rush out and devour living beings.

This is a seventh-order technique, a lava fire!

On the other side, Lan Ruo and Peach finally solved the few spirits who surrounded them, Peach was slightly injured, Lan Ruo saw a strong red light around the red bird in the distance, and was very worried about the companions of the Imperial Spirit Courtyard, and ran there a little anxiously.

Lan Ruo didn't notice that not far behind him, a scarred man with a bloody face struggled to get up from the dust, it was the broken kite that was hit by the angel's wings, the broken kite's body and will were too strong, although there were many ghosts in front of him, his ears couldn't hear anything, and the world was in chaos, but his only remaining will was to kill Lan Ruo.

Folding Kite picked up the crossbow of the southern soldiers who died in battle, opened the string, aimed at Lan Ruo and pulled the "hanging knife", and the crossbow arrow shot out with a "whoosh".

"Be careful!" Peach pushed Lan Ruo to the ground, Lan Ruo turned around in surprise, only to see Peach lying on the ground on his side, with a painful face, a blood hole appeared on Tao's left chest, and a short and thick crossbow arrow pierced out of Tao's back, and the blood instantly stained Peach's placket red.

Guan Hu let out a terrible scream and threw himself at the kite, the kite beckoned, the sand iron on the ground turned into a black knife, and the knife cut the pipe fox in two, the body of the pipe fox turned into a ball of bright red and bloody fireballs in the scream, and the right arm of the kite was blown into minced meat, and the wind blew the kite to the ground, and he struggled for a long time and couldn't stand up.

Lan Ruo hugged the peach and wanted to say something, but he could only make a "hissing" sound in the depths of his throat, and deep fear eroded his reason, he was afraid of losing the friend in front of him.

Finally, Lan Ruo's lips trembled and asked a very silly question: "You...... You okay. ”

"I'm fine except I'm dying, hehe...... It's really unfortunate, if a lucky person throws it into the sea, he can catch a fish, but I can't do it......" Momo smiled, her lips as white as lime.

"Why do you want to help me block the arrows, my skin is so thick, this kind of crossbow arrow, even if it hits me, I won't die." Lan Ruo's tears involuntarily ran wild on his face.

"Hey, don't say that, okay, I look like ...... cough cough cough ...... I'm like a dwarf who died trying to block an arrow on the princess's knee. Peach coughed, blood splattered on Lan Ruo's clothes, like plum blossoms in the snow.

Lan Ruo was amused by his somewhat flamboyant words, but a string of tears fell down angrily: "When is it, you are still joking!"

"I didn't think about it that much just now, it's just my body...... I can't be blamed for moving without permission...... You see, friends are ...... I'm so handsome, but ...... I'm willing to block the arrows for you, didn't I say, your back, leave it to me to guard. Momo's face grew paler.

"Stop talking...... I, I, I'll take you to the doctor......" Lan Ruo picked up the peach, her hands and feet trembling like a sieve.

Tao reached out and grabbed Lan Ruo's shoulder, and the joints of his five fingers turned blue because of too much force: "Doctors can treat injuries and diseases, but they can't cure death, don't be stupid Lan Ruo, leave me, a naïve guy like you...... No...... Die on this fucking battlefield, put me down, you, to live......"

Tao took out a small wooden box less than the size of a palm from his arms, which was stained with bright red blood: "Give this music box to my cousin, I promised to give it to her...... Birthday present, when you go back, she's pretty much ...... It's a birthday too...... And also...... Go back and tell my girlfriend ......"

Before Tao finished speaking, his eyes began to lose focus due to severe pain and excessive blood loss, and his hand slowly hung down, closing his eyes forever in Lan Ruo's arms.

Lan Ruo was stunned, and slowly put the peach on the ground, and a crossbow arrow ran through his back, so that he couldn't lay flat on the ground, and then Lan Ruo put the music box into his waist bag.

Lan Ruoxin said: You haven't told me yet, what do you want me to bring to your girlfriend, besides, you have so many girlfriends, change them every few days, how do I know which one you are talking about......

Lan Ruo looked up at the gray sky, and suddenly, countless bean-sized raindrops fell cracklingly, blurring his vision, smashing on his face, a little painful, tears and rain mixed together, no longer separated from each other, and slipped down his face together.

Lan Ruo looked at the sky with empty eyes and heavy rain, sky, will he cry too?

"Hey, hey, little ghost, this is the price of not killing, if you follow the advice of Lantz and kill all the enemies completely, then your best friend will not die a tragic death to protect you, this is the evil cause you planted, the bitter fruit." Tilfeng smelled Lan Ruo's overflowing negativity and woke up.

"Shut up and let me be quiet for a while." Lan Ruo said coldly in his heart.

"What, poked you in the sore spot? Because you cling to your so-called goodness and refuse to kill so-called beings, so your friend died, what is the difference between this and you killing him? Tillfeng's words slashed at Lan Ruo's fragile heart like a knife.

"Shut up......" Every hair in Lan Ruo's body trembled.

"Who are you angry at? To yourself? Or to the man over there who had a severed hand? Tyrfeng asked.

"All!" Lan Ruo said.

"Why are you angry?"

"Because of sin."

"Is kindness a sin? Is insidious a sin? Is it a sin not to kill? Is it a sin to kill? In fact, from the moment the war began, everyone is guilty, so are you hating this world that gave birth to war? Hehe, then, let's destroy it together. Tillfeng said.

"Destroy the ......," Lan Ruo muttered.

"Yes, destroy," Lan Ruo's eyes showed terrible anger and endless hatred, "all destroyed!" ”

"That's right, you and I are the front and back of the coin, inside the mirror, you are me, I am you, I am the magic sword that can bring glory and destruction, and you who have the magic sword should be thirsty for killing!"

"Give me strength." Lan Ruo's tone had an irresistible majesty, this was not a request, but a request.

"I'm going to have a complete first-stage fusion with you this time, I'm really looking forward to your rampage." Tilfeng chuckled.

Lan Ruo's eyes flashed again the triple ancient dark golden prison door he had seen in the last battle against Xia Shi, and the black viscous liquid under the door climbed up his body from his feet and burrowed into his skin, this time the black liquid that drilled into his body was far more than the last time.

The black spell chain came out of Lan Ruo's pitch-black right eye, wrapping around every skin in his body, as if black light dust was circulating under Lan Ruo's pale skin like snow, Lan Ruo's face was bloodless, but her lips were extremely red, as if she would drip blood at any time.

Lan Ruo felt as if his blood was boiling, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he looked up to the sky towards the raindrops, and let out a roar that was not like that of a human being.

The seriously injured Broken Kite struggled to straighten up, Lan Ruo looked at the humble and powerless human like an ant in front of him, and stomped heavily on the ground with an expressionless face, a broken gun was shocked and flew up, Lan Ruo slapped a palm at the end of the broken gun, the broken gun was accelerated to an extremely terrifying speed, and a "whoosh" sound penetrated the heart of the broken kite, and the powerful power attached to the gun crushed all the organs in his body, nailing him to the ground, the gun trembled, and the broken kite spewed out a mouthful of dark red blood, and closed his eyes unwillingly.

The southern army is too strong, the Great Wall composed of the northern army has been completely broken through by the south, and a large group of southern soldiers are pouring towards Lan Ruo, those people see that Lan Ruo's strange appearance reveals a kind of evil beauty that is not like what should be in the world, and they actually stopped as if they were captured in their hearts.

Lan Ruo waved his hand indifferently, a circle of black spirits flashed like knives, and the heads of more than a dozen people all flew up, and everyone didn't look at how their necks sprayed blood in the few seconds when their consciousness remained, but stared at Lan Ruo's face and thought: Is this person in front of him a demon with an angelic face, or an angel with a demon scythe?

More than a dozen standing corpses were like fountains of blood, and the blood and rain were sprinkled in the sky, coating everything with a thick layer of scarlet.

Lan Ruo casually threw the exploding sword aside, stepped on the muddy water all over the ground, and walked towards the southern army in front of him empty-handed, the flames of killing burning in his dark pupils.