Su Nuonuo sometimes thinks that she is probably not as unlucky as the heroine of that novel or which TV series is as unlucky as her, right?

This Nima has fallen into the curse of the catastrophe of pure yang, right?!

Last time, I was bitten by a dog, I was locked up in the soul tower, and I was frozen with half my life, and this time I came out and ran away directly according to the disfigured plot, without any brakes!

The fireball came too fast, Su Nuonuo tried to struggle, but failed, and was shot in the face!

Crit! KO！

Su Nuonuo! End of full text!

…… A ball!

Su Nuonuo only felt a hot pain on her face for a while, and the violent flame aura exploded the moment it touched her, and quickly spread to her whole body.

And the huge force at the moment when the fireball hit it also made her center of gravity unstable, and she fell straight backwards and fell off the flying carpet.

The girl in red was wrapped in a hot flame and fell downward, a blinding red that almost burned the eyes of the pure yang people.

"Glutinous rice !!!!" It was only at this time that Window Han realized what had happened, and he was about to chase after her to save her after collecting his sword.

"You're crazy!" Feng Qingge was also shocked by the shocking flames of the scene just now, and pulled the window with a miserable face, "You can't save her!" That's not mortal fire! You're gone, and if the sword array is missing, we'll all die! ”

"But Master asked me to protect the glutinous rice!" Window Han lost his usual steady, and finally yelled like a child with red eyes, "Master wants me to protect glutinous rice!" If it weren't for the glutinous rice......"

"Get back to your place!" Feng Qingge raised his voice to interrupt him, guiding the sword array to resist another incoming fireball: "You can't save her!" We're all going to die! ”

Window Han seemed to be frightened by his sudden increase in volume, and looked at the increasingly dense fireballs with a pale face, and returned to his formation with a sword trick.

"Huh?" The Demon Dao cultivator who was attacking in a cloud of red mist suddenly spoke, "A group of little kids are quite durable......"

"Huh...... No, this is a pure yang star sword array? ”

"Oops! It really is! ”

"It's over, it's over, it's over, why don't you want to play a game and meet the little Taoist priest of Chunyang Palace......"

"Am I going to be retaliated against...... Hey, people are so scared......"

The demon cultivator's voice was a little eloquent, hiding in the red mist and talking to himself for a while, but his tone made people not feel the slightest fear of him, and even the fireballs in his hand did not stop long, and threw them over one after another.

A few people from the small sect resisted at first, but found that they couldn't hold it at all, so they hid behind the people of Chunyang. Feng Qingge went from controlling the flying carpet to dodge a fireball to commanding everyone to form a formation, the speed was not fast, and the sword formation that had been passed down by Pure Yang for tens of thousands of years was indeed as solid as a rock and difficult to overcome.

But after all, the cultivation level is too low, even if they are the pride of heaven cultivated by the First Immortal Sect, but after all, it is only half a year to get started, and the cultivation time is too short.

And the cultivation of the demon cultivator on the other side was obviously above everyone, and the violent aura in each fireball was terrifying, and such an unhurried attack obviously left room for power, obviously trying to trick them.

Depending on the situation, it won't be long before they run out of energy and let others slaughter them......

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Feng Qingge's eyes, and he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, as if he had made up his mind, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Just when the sword formation once again resisted a fireball, and before the next fireball arrived, a fierce look suddenly appeared on his face, and the sword technique in his hand changed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and forcibly untied the sword formation!

He is obviously the pride of the sky! The glory of the family! Why didn't Chang'an accept him?! He finally stopped being obsessed, and when he entered the main door of the Pure Yang Palace, he was about to show his ambition and let those people see his strength, how could he meet such a powerful demon cultivator?!

He is obviously talented and talented, why is he always unlucky?!

And that rabbit died like that?! How can you just die like that?! He hasn't really defeated her yet, and she proves it to Chang'an!

There is no forgiveness...... Unforgivable...... So fight to the death!

It's a big deal!

The sword array collapsed, and all the disciples of Pure Yang were bounced out, struggling to stabilize their bodies with all their spiritual power, and the sword floated in mid-air.

When I looked back, I saw such a shocking scene.

The young man in the blue and white light Taoist robe was still standing on the huge flying carpet, and the blood in his mouth gushed out, gathering in the air and condensing into a fist-sized round bead of blood.

The sword trick in his hand didn't stop, and seeing that the fireball released by the demon cultivator was about to come to him, he suddenly opened his hand, and along with the bead that opened his hand at the same time, it cracked like a big mouth, wrapping the fireball inside!

Then Feng Qingge hugged the fireball wrapped in blood beads, and quickly swept towards the demon cultivator, and finally bloomed a fireworks with blood mist.

…… It was such a tragic scene that the people of the Chunyang and Xiao Meng factions did not come back to their senses for a long time, and looked at the fireworks intertwined with blood and fire in a daze.

The window stared, unable to believe that what had just happened was real.

First the glutinous rice, then the wind and the song......

"Ha ......"

A chuckle suddenly woke everyone up from their sad mood, and they looked at the sea of blood mist and fire with fear.

The blood-colored smoke and dust gradually drifted in the air, the fire was extinguished, and the figure of a man appeared inside.

"Something interesting......" There was a faint smile in his voice, and the wind lifted the black robe, the various colored peonies embroidered on it came to life, and the sea in front of his forehead swept the corners of his eyes, dragging out a bewitching aftermath.

He stepped on a pair of toothed clogs at his feet, held a paper fan in one hand to block his face, and grabbed the back of Feng Qingge's placket with the other, as if he had no weight at all.

Everyone was very frightened, they all saw Feng Qingge's suicidal attack just now, this person could still be so safe and sound, could they really die here today?

Window Han looked at Feng Qingge, who was in tatters and was carried in his hands, and suddenly remembered the scene when the glutinous rice was hit by a fireball and fell from the fire.

"Formation-" He suddenly roared loudly, and the boy could only speak very sharply before he changed his voice, and pierced into everyone's eardrums fiercely, "The same door is dead, the demon path is rampant, and the master is difficult to help, my pure yang disciple can't use this fang, and fighting to the death will make him unforgettable in this life!" ”

"Nakshatra! Break the formation! ”

Window Han woke everyone up with a word, they had already found that there seemed to be some kind of enchantment laid here, and no means of communication could be transmitted, and in the end, there was only the end of being played to death by this demon cultivator, in this case, why didn't he pay a little more before he died?

For a while, everyone rose up one after another, looking for the formation they belonged to, and for a while, the sword light was great, and he stabbed at the man in flower clothes with a fierce aura completely different from the sword formation he had just defended.

"The little kids are still in a hurry, haha......" The man laughed nonchalantly, and threw the boy in his hand towards everyone, "It's really boring, don't play with it, he's not dead yet!" ”