A gust of wind separated life and death, and the golden white tiger phantom behind Bai Luo swooped out from her back. The roar of the tiger in the air came, and it seemed as if the powerful golden light Bai Luo was about to dissipate her thirty percent of her spiritual power. Between the line of life and death, Bai Luo put himself on the side of death.

These puppets have no consciousness, as if they are instruments ordered to slaughter, and they will only be removed when the task is completed. Otherwise, to the ends of the earth, these puppets will also chase after them.

Wu Yueji's abacus is well played, a thousand puppets for a prison martial god monarch, this deal is too cost-effective!

If these thousands of puppets were shattered, her own spiritual power would also be dissipated, and the Three Realms would be wiped out, and there would be no more Martial Gods.

"White Girl!"

"Bai Burning Rhino!" Xue Yu flipped the back of his hand, and several thunderbolts slashed into the scorched earth from the air. A dragon groan, and a dragon poked its head out of the clouds. Several thunderbolts struck the puppet. In an instant, the blue thunder collided with the Grandmaster's Spiritual Flow, and the white tiger on Bai Luo's back jumped up.

Seeing that the white tiger wrapped in Jin Lingliu was about to crash into the puppet and shatter his bones, suddenly an ice wall was erected in front of Bai Luo.

Bai Luo raised his head suddenly, only to see Ye Mingtian's blue clothes passing through the air. Bai Luo's body shook, a trace of fishy sweetness surged up in her throat, and her knees finally couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down.

"Divine Monarch!" Jiang Qinghan fell from the sky and reached out to clasp Bai Luo's wrist. Mellow spiritual power poured into Bai Luo's wrist with a hint of warmth. Bai Luo looked back at Jiang Qinghan, and his voice was hoarse: "You guys are here?"

"Shenjun, you are seriously injured, don't speak yet. Jiang Qinghan didn't expect Bai Luo's injuries to be so serious. The wound left by the Soul Killing Sword seemed to have opened a hole in Bai Luo's body, and the spiritual power continued to flow out of that wound, even if the spiritual power that Jiang Qinghan poured into Bai Luo's body was like a mud cow entering the sea.

In the air, Mo Shao and Ji Junlan jumped down. Ji Junlan fell behind Bai Luo and stretched out his hand to hug Bai Luo: "Sister Bai, we're late." ”

"These puppets can't stay. ”

"Yes. ”

Feng Moshao crossed the ice wall, looked up at the giant dragon in the air and said, "I'm tired of Meng Zhang's Divine Monarch laying a thunderbolt." ”

Xue Yu's dragon tail swept through the clouds, and his black scale armor glowed with a black pearl-like sheen. The dragon's groans pierced through the clouds with lightning, and with a few loud bangs, thunder smashed on the black, scorched the black, scorching all the golems together like a cage.

Feng Moshao jumped up from the scorched earth and raised the Demon Sealing Sword high with both hands.

Feng Moshao's skin was a beautiful bronze, and his golden shawl and black hair were flying in the air. Lightning fell from his side, blue lightning illuminating his angular cheeks.

A bolt of lightning slashed towards the Demon Sealing Knife, and Feng Moshao's blade was suddenly wrapped in a layer of lightning. There was a violent sound of "crackling" from the tip of the knife, and the lightning wrapped around Feng Moshao's wrist along the handle of the knife, and the blue lightning with the temperature of the blazing flame suddenly tore Feng Moshao's cuffs.

A streak of blood flowed from Feng Moshao's wrist and stained his luxurious clothes.

In the midst of the thunder, Feng Mo Shao lowered his head and looked at the thousands of puppets, his voice was fierce, but his eyes were calm. It was as if under him was not an enemy, but a swarm of ants that could be trampled to death with one foot. Feng Moshao slashed down the Demon Sealing Knife in the air with all his might: "Demon Sealing Knife!

Feng Moshao is a well-deserved leader in Kunlun, his spiritual power has long been on par with Fuxi Emperor Feng Qianxuan, at this time he first suffered the heavenly thunder of Xue Xuan with his immortal body, and slashed it with the help of the heavenly thunder. Its power is so great, even Bai Luo feels frightened.

The gray-brown scorched earth on both sides of Feng Moshao's sword blade was like two solid walls of earth rising from the ground. The already fragile mountain peaks shattered under the blow of Feng Moshao, and boulders rolled down from the top of the mountain and fell into the rushing river, as if to fill in the wide river.

Thousands of golems were torn apart by the Shatterers on the scorched earth. The person who has fallen into the devil is not like the soul in the illusion, which is shattered by the ghost and becomes invisible. These puppets were slaughtered by the power of the shattered ghosts in the thunder, only to see the black shadows behind thousands of puppets. The shadow emerges from the back of the puppet, twisted and deformed, but stubbornly refusing to leave its shell.

With a "bang", the ice wall in front of Bai Luo shattered, and the wind gust she laid down also dispersed. From behind Bai Luo, Xie Jinyan, Xie Bonian, Lu Yubao, Wu Sanniang, Yuan Yuzhu, Yan Zhu and others rushed into the crowd.

"I have the help of heaven, and I have covered it before and after. The five elements help me, exorcism left and right!"

Everyone sang in unison, as if the sound of temple bells came from the sky when the sky was falling apart, echoing among the broken mountains and rivers. Xie Jinyan, Yuan Yuzhu, Wu Sanniang and others shuttled between the puppets like lightning, so that those souls who refused to leave were completely dispersed and became a wisp of ghosts among the mountains and rivers.

I didn't expect Feng Moshao's spiritual power to be so strong! Bai Luo looked at Feng Moshao in the crowd with a sweet throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Jiang Qinghan's heart was anxious, and his hands increased his spiritual power, and the horn-like crown on his head gradually appeared as his spiritual power was consumed: "Shenjun, you hold on a little longer!"

Bai Luo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand: "I'm fine." Tell them to go quickly, this mountain is going to collapse!"

"Good. Before the words fell, Junlan had already flown into the crowd in a yellow shirt, and her jade white fingers stretched out and dotted between the eyebrows of the last puppet. The puppet suddenly turned into a puddle of dust in front of Ji Junlan.

Bai Luo stood up and took Jiang Qinghan's hand from his wound: "Don't consume your own spiritual power anymore." ”

Jiang Qinghan looked at Bai Luo anxiously: "Shenjun, you are seriously injured. ”

Bai Luo smiled faintly: "I once asked Si Ming how long it would take for me to die, and Si Ming said that I would not only live with heaven and earth, but also live with heaven and earth." I can't die. ”

Bai Luo took a deep breath and stood up straight. The spiritual power was exhausted and the wound had not healed, which reminded her of the feeling of losing her spiritual power in the Demon Illusion Realm and becoming an ordinary person.

reminded her that once upon a time, someone stood in front of her and said that he would always protect her.

In the end, it is only when the spiritual power is weak that they believe such nonsense, and look forward to such words. Bai Luo's five fingers moved slightly. In this world, only you can protect yourself, and only your own strength belongs to you.

Jiang Qinghan watched Bai Luo endure the pain and straighten his back. It seems to have seen the former Martial Divine Monarch who stood in the small bamboo forest of Kunlun Ruins, crying with wild beasts and using bamboo leaves as a flute. The cold, arrogant, and lonely Martial Divine Monarch between heaven and earth.

Bai Luo found the buried Tianji Xingjun among the dust and rubble.

She was born with no feelings. All she has is the duty of guarding the Three Realms. Feelings will only make her less decisive and become more vulnerable.

Bai Luo retrieved Tianji Xingjun from the scorched earth. The moment Tianji Xingjun was dragged out of the dust, Bai Luo's whole person froze. Tianji Xingjun's heart didn't know when there was a hole.

The Spirit Orb of the Heavenly Star Monarch is gone.