In an instant, Su Xingyue trembled, her face flushed, and she was obviously in great pain.

Lou Feiyue's head tilted slightly, her eyes were empty, and she was full of evil energy.

She lifted the Awakening Moon high and blocked the moon in the sky.

"Why?"

An ethereal voice wafted from nowhere.

Lou Feiyue obviously didn't open her mouth, but everyone knew that she was talking.

Su Xingyue was also stubborn at this moment, and said word by word: "He-save-me, I-save-save-him!"

With a snap, Su Xingyue's limp body fell to the ground.

Lou Feiyue let go.

The tuxedo man on the side hurriedly helped Su Xingyue to the side.

Lou Feiyue grabbed Ishikawa again and wanted to throw him into the magic ding.

"What are you doing!"

Su Xingyue's throat seemed to be torn apart, and her eyes were full of blood.

Lou Feiyue still didn't speak, just glanced at Su Xingyue.

Su Xingyue suddenly felt a chill to the bone, a cold to the body, that chill, straight to the soul!

This kind of feeling, Su Xingyue has never experienced, this is a terrifying feeling deep in the soul!

Lou Feiyue pushed Ishikawa forward.

Ishikawa, who was in a state of death, suddenly sank into the swarthy mouth.

Not even a single reply!

Several strong people around looked at the Demon Ding in horror, and no one dared to speak, because they were afraid that they would be the next to be thrown in.

They could only pray silently in their hearts that this woman would leave quickly and not create another catastrophe.

I saw Lou Feiyue wave his hand, and the magic tripod that contained great terror turned into a small tripod with a big palm.

She was included in her sleeve.

At this time, several strong people had an ominous premonition, obviously this magic tripod was the witch's thing.

This magic tripod, it is very likely that this witch was placed here, the war disaster in the western suburbs is just the beginning, there must be a bigger conspiracy hidden behind it!

A golden light flashed through the ruined neighborhood, and the woman vanished.

Su Xingyue sat on the ground in a trance, she suddenly felt very lost, and a strong sense of frustration and powerlessness destroyed her cultivation heart.

Although Ishikawa hasn't met a few times, this boy has a fierce righteousness hidden in him, which most people don't have.

After escaping death several times, she once thought that this Ishikawa must be a person chosen by God, just to be tested.

But now, he's dead, and he's disappeared into this world so easily.

The night was cold.

Ten miles long street.

The cold moon hangs in the sky.

A few people stood lonely in place, no one spoke, and no one left, like a stone pressed in their hearts.

......

Staying in the shadow of Hantan.

The golden magic tripod was placed on the bed of cold jade.

Lou Feiyue was wearing a white gauze skirt at this time, sitting on the edge of the Hanyu bed in a graceful manner, soft and gentle between her eyebrows and eyes, similar to her previous temperament.

There was a tea set beside her, and she picked up a cup of tea and put it to her lips.

After drinking a cup of tea, she sat next to Jin Ding, and looked at Jin Ding in a daze with a daze in her eyes.

Suddenly, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were like lightning, and her hands were in the void with a complex black formation.

After that, the hands are placed in front of the chest and the Dharma seal is formed.

After a long silence, the magic circle slowly floated above the mouth.

At this time, the sound of chanting sounded in the ears, and the rough listening was like the singing of the mountains, like a melodious turn, and the sound of the avenue was like a sound of the avenue, which was deafening.

I saw that the calm water surface of the cold pool in the shadow was like lacquer and ink, and suddenly rolled up a column of ink-colored water, with a rough shape, shaped like a dragon, running straight to the cliff, and then rushing into the black magic circle.

After the water dragon passed through the magic circle, the cold water of the ink color forest turned into a raging black flame, enveloping the golden tripod in it.

In an instant, black clouds churned in the golden tripod, blending with the fierce black flames, and after a few breaths, it turned into several black streams and flowed into the golden tripod.

As the magic circle was cast, Lou Feiyue's brows tightened more and more, as if she was suffering a huge pain.

The circle lasted for about a stick of incense, and the water of the cold pool had gone down for a while.

The water level dropped, revealing the black pebbles on the edge of the pool.

Gradually, the water in the cold pool became less and less, but it was never seen to the end.

But something surprising appeared in the center.

In the center of the pool, a huge smooth stone is exposed.

I saw that the big stone was round, edgeless, and black, like a big king with eight shells without seams, in the middle of the cold pool.

A chill emanated from it.

The sun and the moon changed, and the stars shifted, and it was three days later.

"Poof-", Lou Feiyue suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Sprinkle to the golden tripod.

She covered her chest with one hand and propped herself on the golden tripod with the other, gasping violently.

Rao is such a strong woman as her, and her face is also covered with fine beads of sweat.

At this time, the formation dissipated, and the ink dragon returned to the pool.

The black boulder stood abruptly in the shallow waters of the cold pool.

Lou Feiyue's face was pale, her eyes were sloppy, and her whole body slipped softly beside Jin Ding.

I don't know how long it took, Jin Ding stretched out a hand along the edge.

Grabbed the rock wall.

A young man with his upper body bare stood up from within.

I saw that he was bathed in golden light, his hair covered his face, and the black mist churning in his eyes was instantly withdrawn.

His eyes were cold and quiet, as if they were hiding the stardust in the dark night, spanning the ages.

Ishikawa stepped out of the ding, untouched.

He glanced at Lou Feiyue, who had fainted on the side, and her white face was still stained with tears at this time.

Ishikawa squatted down and stroked her beautiful cheeks, and there was a trace of tenderness in his cold eyes just now.

He stood up and waved his hand, and Jin Ding suddenly turned into a palm-sized and was included in the spatial ring.

He took out another set of clothes and put them on, then leaned over and hugged Lou Feiyue.

Then he sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed.

Lou Feiyue's cheek was gently pressed against his chest, and the whole person snuggled softly in his arms.

Ishikawa looked down and fell into infinite reverie.

......

The south gate of Longwu City, the fire and the sun are empty.

Although it is almost the New Year, there is no winter in this latitude close to the equator.

Heat, is still the main theme here.

Longwu City is a thousand-year-old ancient capital, an ancient city charm, the city wall is as high as more than 30 meters, more than 20 kilometers long, towering, magnificent.

The east and west ends of the ancient city are connected to the continuous mountains, and it has been an important military town since ancient times, standing for thousands of years without breaking the city.

The strength of this city cannot be shaken by man.

The entire Qinghe Alliance, a small country, can prosper for thousands of years under the watchful eye of the giants of the Quartet, thanks to the twin cities of Longwu and the imperial capital.

At this moment, the city is full of displaced people, and the temporary tents outside the city are connected together, and there is no edge in sight.

The south gate was closed, like an iron gate, cutting off the right of the Nanjiang displaced people to live.

On the city wall, the garrison army was on full alert, and they were all equipped with concentrated guns on their backs, as if there was a great enemy pressing the border.

Most of the cultivators in Nanjiang City were lost in the war in the western suburbs, and the rest were scattered and disorganized.

And most of these homeless people have no cultivation talent, and they are ordinary people who have not been able to step into the path of cultivation.

They could only gather together under the city every day and plead, and there was nothing else they could do.

Half a month has passed since the war in the western suburbs, and only the first two waves of displaced people have been put into the city, and the rest are trapped under the city.

The only reply received was that the city was overcrowded and there was no room to live, so the displaced people chose to settle in the town near Longwu City.