Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Hearing that he was talking about himself, Mo Jian trembled unconsciously, wanting to hide back in Qian Zhenyan's body, but he also understood that even Qian Zhenyan's life was on the verge now, and once she died, she would also be taken away by the demon cultivator in front of her, and her future was worrying.

Therefore, if it wants to keep itself, it can only stand on the same front with Luo Qingzhu and Qian Zhenyan, otherwise it will definitely die!

As soon as he thought of this, its sword body trembled violently, and countless jet-black breaths poured out from the middle of the sword body, quickly condensing to the surface of Luo Qingzhu and Qian Zhenyan's bodies, and condensed into a protective film with the momentum of thunder, just like Ning Lianshuo's thunder and lightning body, he was no longer afraid of the attack of the thunder element, and he could walk freely in the thunder sea.

With a whoosh, Mo Jian hid behind Qian Zhenyan and looked at Qing Feng with a probe.

Qian Zhenyan and Luo Qingzhu looked down at their bodies, and instantly understood the intention of the ink sword, and they both sighed helplessly.

Even if the two of them now have a protective film woven by the thunder element and can walk freely in the sea of thunder, it doesn't mean that the two of them can get rid of Qingfeng together, or escape from his hands!

However, at this time, there was no choice, either to unite the forces of everyone to get rid of Qing Feng, or to find an opportunity to escape from his control, Lei Hai was so vast, as long as he could get out of his range, it was not impossible to find another way to Lei Ze Pool. Otherwise, you can only wait for death!

The two looked at each other. Each of them strengthened their minds.

Qian Zhenyan glanced back at Ning Lianshuo, who was already standing behind him, and the ink sword that shrunk his head, thinking of the arrogance when it devoured the thunder spirit before. What a contrast, I couldn't help but shake my head.

On the other side, Qingfeng's voice came, "You four go up together!" ”

These words made Luo Qingzhu a little angry, after all, he was a Mahayana monk, even if Qing Feng had reached the level of earth immortal or above, he could not trample on his dignity at will!

Thereupon. Luo Qingzhu took out the red sword of the half-step immortal weapon without nonsense, and the whole body was as red as blood, and it was far away from Qing Feng.

Spelling tricks with a monk who is many ranks above oneself is undoubtedly the most stupid thing to do. Therefore, no one would choose to fight against Qingfeng, but coincidentally chose swordsmanship.

The relationship between the skill of swordsmanship and the level of cultivation is not too great, but the comprehension of swordsmanship and the grasp of the essence of swordsmanship.

Road. Endlessly. Road. There is only a beginning, not an end.

I saw Luo Qingzhu turn into a blue shadow and rush towards Qingfeng, and when he was close to a hundred meters, he suddenly turned into eight figures, blue clothes were chic, and his eyes were plump.

The thunder sea surged more and more rapidly, and the eight clones attacked towards Qingfeng in eight directions, and when these clones stood in their respective directions, the red sword in his hand suddenly bloomed with red light. Eight red rays of light rushed towards a certain point in the air, humming and intertwining into a huge red net. The sky was overwhelmingly shrouded towards Qingfeng.

Qian Zhenyan was inevitably a little surprised when she saw Luo Qingzhu using swordsmanship to attack for the first time, when she saw Luo Qingzhu using the sword as the path to divide into eight figures, some thoughts quickly flashed in her mind, but it was fleeting, and the speed was so fast that she couldn't catch it at all.

From beginning to end, Qing Feng didn't move, he stood in the eight Luo Qingzhu's clones and looked up at the red net that looked extremely powerful and covered himself, and the surrounding Lei Hai was suddenly isolated by the world formed by this red net, and within the enchantment, there was a breath of lore, as if even the air was drained out of space, the earth seemed to be pressed down by tens of millions of catties of weight, and suddenly collapsed down, revealing a pitch-black hole, bottomless.

The area covered by the red light completely cut off the sight of the outside world, and from Qian Zhenyan's perspective, Qing Feng's figure could not be seen at all, but she could feel the incomparably murderous aura sweeping through the surrounding Lei Hai, with a loud bang, and the thunder spirits around the red net were affected by this huge breath, and they all crashed together in a daze, making a loud bang, shaking her eardrums and instantly deaf.

Seeing countless thunder spirits colliding together because of the disorder of breath, the sword body of the ink sword trembled violently, and in the end, reason overcame fear, it rushed forward with a swish, and frantically devoured the thunder spirits who were already dizzy and couldn't even escape in the surging thunder sea like a huge whirlpool, the joy in his heart made it let out a piercing sword groan, and the excitement that could not be concealed exposed the truth that it urgently needed the thunder spirit to strengthen its body, and also made Qian Zhenyan dumbfounded.

Suddenly, the enchantment shrouded in the red net shattered, and a cyan figure rushed into the sky, it was the unscathed Qingfeng, his long hair was casually draped, looking hideous and terrifying.

At the same time, the eight clones flew out upside down after a strong rebound, and countless red dots flew out, and they were swallowed up by the sea of thunder in an instant.

"Brother Luo......!" Qian Zhenyan was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over, but she didn't know which figure was the real body, and she was stunned on the spot.

With a pop, eight figures vomited blood at the same time, and then merged into one figure with a snort, but the flesh and blood were blurred, and their faces were pale.

Qian Zhenyan hurriedly pounced, and while taking out a half-step immortal pill Ning Yuan Dan and feeding it to his mouth, he asked, "Brother Luo, how are you?" ”

"I ...... It's okay," Luo Qingzhu's pale face squeezed out a smile, but it was really ugly than crying.

Feeling that his body was constantly spasming, Qian Zhenyan realized how heavy his injuries were, and his misty eyes looked at Qing Feng, who was standing leisurely in front of him, with a calm face, and once again felt that he was terrible!

"Zhenyan, I'll drag him down, you...... Go to Razor Pool. After swallowing the blood that gushed into his throat again, Luo Qingzhu stood up with a hard push on the ground, pushed it with both hands, and Ling Xiao Tower flew away and slammed into Qingfeng.

Immortal weapons, since ancient times, have been able to destroy heaven and earth, although Luo Qingzhu's cultivation has not reached the level of earth immortals, and he cannot exert the power of Lingxiao Pagoda to the extreme, that innate huge aura is not something that ordinary people can bear.

The wind rises, and the thunderclouds surge violently.

The earth seems to have been overturned, roaring like a tide.

Thunder rumbled, lightning flashed everywhere, and lightning like a terrifying dragon tore through the sky for thousands of miles, as if even the canopy of the sky had been torn apart, revealing an endless darkness and murderous aura.

Before Qian Zhenyan could react, she was suddenly pushed hard by Luo Qingzhu, and instantly retreated a hundred meters away.

A look of pain appeared on her frightened face, realizing that Luo Qingzhu was already holding the heart of death, and was eager to hit Qingfeng hard to buy time for herself, and tears blurred her vision in an instant.

However, even if she understood Luo Qingzhu's intentions, it would never be possible for him to be left alone to die! She owes Luo Qingzhu too much, and she can't pay it off, so she must not escape alone!

One swept over to the ink sword that was still frantically devouring the thunder spirit, and she yelled at it vigorously, "Quick, go to the Razor Pool!" ”

With that, her body swept away, and with the help of the power of the Wind Spirit Bead, she fell back to Luo Qingzhu's side, and with a bang, she pulled out the Tianyin Divine Sword.

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