"Woo......!"

The monstrous cold aura hit her body like a flood beast, and although her brain still retained consciousness at the moment, her body was completely unconscious, just instinctively tilted her head and kept making unbearable whimpering.

"Little girl liar!" Mu Ran looked at Chu Yuanyang, who was black from head to toe, and shouted in panic.

The voice fell, and Mu Ran was gone.

"Senior Brother Mu....... ”

"Senior Brother Mu....... ”

A few disciples of the Ethereal Sect who were originally pulling Mu Ran hurriedly exclaimed, and even ran a few steps with their bodies, but when they saw the ugly and terrifying monster, they instinctively retreated, and just looked at Mu Ran who rushed towards the altar with concern.

"Teacher, senior brother, that... What kind of monster is that?" Bai Zhi was so frightened that she didn't know which senior brother she was calling, but she just stretched out her hand and pointed to the phantom monster on the altar that was cracking the big black mouth and constantly hitting her body around Chu Yuanyang, and stammered in horror.

"The demonic qi is so heavy, could it be that a demon treasure was born here?" Jinxi came back to his senses from his fright, and involuntarily took Bai Zhi's words.

Xuan Ye didn't answer, just stared forward with his warm face, his eyes like the moon and the breeze were dyed with a fleeting doubt.

What is there in this Senior Sister Chu? It actually led to the Demon Devil.

You must know that the Demon is transformed by the Demon Spirit, and the earliest batch of demons are the Demon, and there are even rumors that the people in the Demon Race are immortal and immortal, even if they are destroyed by the spirit of others, they can still be slowly resurrected through the Demon Spirit, but it takes a long time, it may be tens of thousands of years, or hundreds of thousands of years.

The Demon Essence was everywhere in the Demon Domain hundreds of thousands of years ago, but due to the Great War of the Six Realms hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Demon Domain was sealed by the Earth Mother Hou Tu Niangniang, so no one has ever seen the Demon Spirit again, let alone the Demon Demon Spirit.

"So, that's the demonic energy? No, how could the demonic qi become like this, and still suck people's essence? What the hell is this?" Tian Yi stared intently ahead, muttering to himself.

The light of the light green feather's clear eyes dimmed, how could the Demon Devil appear here? This disciple of the Hehuan Sect is really not simple!

Canglan put away his lazy look, and a pair of hooking fox eyes were full of puzzlement and surprise, wasn't this thing sealed together with the Demon Domain hundreds of thousands of years ago?

The faces of the disciples of the other sects were different, and their hearts began to feel uneasy.

"Bang!"

Mu Ran, who was rushing towards the altar, was unexpectedly bounced away by an invisible force, and he jumped up again without giving up, but he was bounced off again, just like this, jumping up again and again, bounceing ...... away.

Chu Yuanyang only felt as if his whole body was in an ice cellar, and he couldn't feel anything else except the cold.

The aura in the body was gradually eaten away by unknown objects, and the essence dissipated, and the soul seemed to be squeezed out of the body, stuffy and painful.

Everything in front of her began to blur, her ears were buzzing, and she vaguely heard Mu Ran calling her anxiously, and her scattered eyes seemed to see a handsome face that was about to break her heart.

Is she going to die again? The god of death seems to have always been very attached to her! Chu Yuanyang smiled self-deprecatingly.

No, you can't die yet, you said you would give me back my freedom!

At the moment when the soul was slowly squeezed out of the body, it seemed to hear Bi Fang's unwilling roar.

She smiled bitterly, whether she died or not was not something she could decide!

Do you want to be gone? Are you willing?......

Bi Fang's voice kept echoing in his ears.

Willing?

No, she was not reconciled.

Why let her come, she has to come, let her go, she will go?

Bi Fang's demagogic words resonated with the depths of her soul.

The transparent soul body that had been squeezed out of half of its body was greatly vibrating, and suddenly a warm current poured out from the already exhausted spiritual sea, making the already paralyzed and cold body pass through the warmth for a moment, and the body instantly recovered some of its functions like a dead tree in spring.

The unwilling ruthlessness made her trance-atomized soul body brighter a lot, and she only relied on perseverance to fight against the god of death, trying to squeeze into her slightly warmed body.

At the moment when the soul body and body finally coincided, the warm current gradually disappeared, and the body began to become cold again.

She knew that at the moment of death, a strong sense of crisis forcibly awakened Bi Fang, who was one with herself, and the warm current just now was Bi Fang's only remaining strength, and the disappearance of the warm current meant that Bi Fang had probably done his best.

I didn't have time to think about anything else, my scattered eyes suddenly cleared, and I looked coldly at the black phantom with my mouth open around me, and my eyes quickly scanned back and forth around the stone mill.

The stone mill under him was still spinning slowly as it had been seen at the beginning, and even the solid wood windmill not far away was also turning.

The last thing I looked at was the rope that drove the stone mill to turn, and if the rope was cut, would the stone mill and the windmill not be able to rotate properly?" she thought to herself.

But at this moment, when your hands and feet are bound, how can you cut the rope?

Thinking about it slightly, her heart sank, and she used a trace of spiritual energy in the spiritual sea that was about to be lost and dissipated, and sacrificed the high-grade spiritual weapon given to her by Elder Miao, and the dead horse was controlled by the live horse doctor with a long sword that was steaming with silver light, and slashed at the rope above her head.

At this moment, the Demon Demon Monster that greedily sucked her essence and wanted to squeeze into her body suddenly let out a piercing howl warning sound, and with the sound of tooth calculation, all the Demon Demon Monsters around her scattered, and they all stopped the white light sword she sacrificed with their phantom bodies.

The thousands of monks who circled around the altar seemed to be greatly threatened, and they all crashed into the altar, but the altar was like being isolated from the world, and no matter how they struck, they could not shake it in the slightest.

As the Demon Monster dispersed, Chu Yuanyang found that the black chains that bound his body had disappeared.

Overjoyed, she hurriedly took out a whole bottle of Yipin Ju Ling Pill from the storage money bag, opened the red cork, and poured it all into her mouth.

This elixir was originally collected from the bare-shouldered bully, and now it has finally come in handy.

The pill went down, and the lost aura instantly recovered, and seeing that the white light long sword she sacrificed gradually lost its brilliance under the black phantom, she didn't stop and shot an aura at the rope above.

The pink aura turned into a cold, sharp blade, and struck the rope hanging in the air like lightning.

The Demon Monster squeaked like a rat, and it split into two streams in a tacit understanding, one continuing to block the white light sword, and the other chasing the pink air flow she had hit.