"Sect Master Yuan, be careful!"

Yan Zhu, who was beside Yuan Longbone, shouted loudly, and before he had time to draw his sword, he dodged in front of Yuan Longji's body and single-handedly picked up the disciple.

The disciple missed the blow, turned around and came to take Yan Zhu again.

It seems that Yan Zhu is no different from Yuan Longbone, what he wants to attack is just a living person.

Yan Zhu kicked the disciple who had entered the demon, and drew his sword to slash, but was stopped by Yuan Longbone: "Yan Gongzi's subordinates are merciful!"

Yan Zhu's wrist flipped, and the sharp blade grazed the neck of the disciple who had fallen into the demon, and he was almost injured by the disciple.

Yuan Longji stepped forward to block Yan Zhu behind him, and with one hand, he buckled the veins of the demon disciples.

The red evil qi in that disciple's body was suddenly stirred up.

The wood spirit flow in the Yuan dragon bone's hand was sheng, and it slowly poured in from the disciple's vein, in exchange for the disciple's red spirit flow constantly leading into the body of the Yuan dragon bone.

Yan Zhu was shocked: "Sect Master Yuan!

Yuan Longgu gritted his teeth and said, "This is my disciple of the Xuanyue Temple, I am saved!"

Yan Zhu was anxious and angry, but if he cut it off at this time, he was afraid that Yuan Longji and the disciple who had fallen into the demon would both die.

Yan Zhu rushed out of the prescription with a sword.

There was chaos in the temple. The patients who were lying on the ground stood up one after another and fought each other.

Yan Zhu stood in front of others in advance, and it was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and me in an instant.

A person flashed in front of Yan Zhu, and the Northern Yin Fire on his neck was like a burning poppy, passing in front of Yan Zhu's eyes.

Yan Zhu's eyes were slightly cold, and he raised his sword and slashed at the man.

The man stumbled, and a bright red wound on his back suddenly bled profusely.

The man turned his head in pain, his eyes red and glared at Yan Zhu.

Yan Zhu inevitably demonized and suppressed his own demonic power, and his power in human form was very small, but he was just a weak scholar who knew some moves. In terms of strength, he is not as good as a farmer.

Yan Zhu was caught in the neck by the person in front of him unsuspectingly.

Yan Zhu's eyes were red, and there was a slight stinging pain in his neck, and he had been cut by that person.

Blood snaked down Yan Zhu's neck, flowing through the man's thumb and arm, and down the man's sturdy forearm.

Yan Zhu's breathing became more and more difficult, and the scene in front of her became clearer and clearer. Yan Zhu looked at the sarcoma that was slightly arched between the man's neck and quickly rolled towards him.

Yan Zhu was shocked, grabbed the man's sturdy arm with both hands, and screamed, and suddenly the man's thick arm was broken by Yan Zhu Shengsheng.

As soon as Yan Zhu's feet landed, his back arched extremely unnaturally. His arms swelled a few feet, his whole body muscles and bones rose, and his clothes were suddenly shattered, and white hair instantly covered his whole body.

Yan Zhu's blood-red palms slammed on the ground, and the whole person jumped up high, and landed in the demonized crowd with a "bang".

Yuan Longji watched Yan Zhu's changes dumbfounded. The demonized disciple, the demonized Yan Zhu, for a while, the Yuan Dragon Bone didn't know how to start.

Yan Zhu's body was huge, almost invulnerable, and he fell among the demonized disciples, and his fingers pierced into the disciples' hearts. With a snap of his fingertips, he ripped out the disciple's heart with the spirit bead.

Several disciples who had not yet entered the demon gathered together.

There is Yan Zhu in the front, and the people who have fallen into the devil are simply attacked on their backs.

The cyan wood spirit flowed up from the foot of the Yuan Dragon Bone, enveloping the Yuan Dragon Bone in it.

The wood spirit flow dispersed from the foot of the Yuan dragon bone.

The vine sprouted from the ground and tore over every inch of the tiles.

The delicate branches of the vine were curled around everyone's wrists, and the wood spirit flow was poured into the wrists of those people along the vine.

The vine is soft, wrapped around people's wrists, and it seems that the slightest movement of those people's wrists will break it. But Teng Luo was tough, no matter how those people tore it, Teng Luo still wrapped around his wrist tightly.

The disciples of the Xuanyue Temple looked at the Yuan Dragon Bone in amazement, looking at the vine that covered the sky and the sun in this Xuanyue Temple.

"Sect Master, what are you going to do!"

The Yuan Dragon Bone did not reach, but it just let the wood spirit flow continue to disperse from under his feet.

"The sect master is going to scatter his own wood spirit flow to save people!"

"Sect Master, if you disperse the Wood Spirit Stream, you will die yourself!"

"Sect Master!"

The Yuan Dragon Bone turned a deaf ear, still emanating his own wood spirit stream from under his feet. Yuan Longji paced slowly, walked to the side of a disciple who had entered the demon, put his hand on the disciple's wrist, and the red spirit flow and the cyan wood spirit flow were suddenly exchanged between the two people.

"Sect Master!"

Yuan Longji looked at the disciple in front of him silently but firmly, watching his soul slowly be pulled out of his body with a dark red evil qi.

The disciple of the Xuanyue Temple slammed the sword in his hand into the earth: "Sect Master, I'll help you!"

After that, several disciples of the Xuanyue Temple had a great flow of wood spirit under their feet, slowly infusing the vine rose.

Suddenly, the Yuan Dragon Bone flipped his palm and struck out a palm into the sky. An enchantment fell in the air, like a big bell, enveloping those disciples in it.

The wood spirit flow of those disciples was immediately cut off from the vine luo.

"Sect Master!" the white-clothed disciple hammered the enchantment in despair.

There was a trace of blood in the corner of Yuan Longbone's mouth, and he slowly spoke: "I will take away the earth souls of these people, and their souls are still there." When you stay, you must do everything in your power to save them. ”

"Sect Master!"

Yuan Longji said firmly: "There is no need to say it again, the Xuanyue Temple must not die in my hands, you must shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Xuanyue Temple!"

With that, Yuan Keel put his hand on the wrist of another person.

Tens of thousands of people, the Yuan Dragon Bone took away their earth souls one after another, and exchanged the wood spirit flow for the red spirit flow on their bodies

Hundreds of years ago, the Yuan dragon bone was like this, and these demonic people were replaced step by step in the vine.

also let himself fall into the abyss step by step.

The dark red spirit stream filled every inch of the meridians of the Yuan Dragon Bone, swimming in his veins. Dark red lines covered the neck and cheeks of Yuan Keel.

The skin of Yuan Keel's bone burst open inch by inch, and blood flowed out, staining his plain white gauze red.

"Sect Master!"

The disciples of the Xuanyue Temple were trapped within the enchantment, and they could only watch as the blood of the Yuan Dragon Bone flowed out drop by drop, winding on the shattered stone slab.

A gust of wind rose in the air. Zong Ye fell from the sky, and his black brocade robe flew in the air. He landed suddenly in front of Yuan Longbone, and put his hand between Yuan Longji and the disciple who had entered the demon.

The red spirit overflowed from Zong Ye's fingertips and poured into the wrist of the Yuan Dragon Bone, instantly cutting the connection between the Yuan Dragon Bone and the demon disciple.

Bai Luo fell lightly from the air, and with a flick of his palm, a golden spirit stream struck at the Yuan Dragon Bone's chest.

The corners of Bai Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and he said jokingly: "I haven't drunk the wine yet, why are you in a hurry?"