The Heart Demon Gu suppressed part of her cultivation. In Guiyi Zhong, he suffered a very serious internal injury, Fu Wan stuffed himself with a handful of pills, and the sword went straight to Qiuhua Mountain.

The Qiuhua faction's mountain protection array was broken.

Many immortal birds escaped from the mountain, and demonic energy surged on the top of the mountain.

"What about Song Wu?" The blood demon turned into a ball of demonic energy, and he laughed strangely.

The frost under Fu Wan's feet turned into a silver light, and in an instant, he tore open the demonic qi and stabbed at the blood demon with a sword! A holy lotus bloomed on the soles of Fu Wan's feet, and with a trick in his hand, eighty-one exorcism talismans slapped towards the demonic qi from all directions.

The girl's long hair was blown up by the wind, her eyes were clear when she looked sideways, and Qingshuang was firmly held in her hand - Qingshuang burst out with a trembling sword aura, and the Qiuhua Mountain, which was so cold that the four seasons were like spring, sprinkled with snow, Fu Wan's sword in his hand was chopped one by one, and the restless demonic qi trapped in the exorcism charm let out a violent scream!

"I knew you weren't going to hide......" Bloodfiend let out a smug laugh.

Fu Wang's heart jumped, and he had a bad premonition.

With her current cultivation, can she kill the Blood Demon?

This thought flashed, and eighty-one exorcism charms burst into flames and turned into ashes—

The strong demonic qi burst violently, and the thick demonic qi gradually turned red, forming a red umbrella that exuded a thick demonic qi. There was a golden bell hanging from the umbrella bone of the red umbrella, Fu Wan gritted his teeth, lifted the frost and walked towards the golden bell!

Suddenly, the golden bell sounded without wind, Fu Wan's body stagnated, and the rouge-colored mole on his forehead was amazingly bright.

Fu Wan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, gritting his teeth and wanting to break the golden bell, but as if he encountered some resistance, Qingshuang was blocked by the spiritual power emitted by the golden bell, and he couldn't move forward even half an inch.

The red umbrella let out an arrogant laugh, "Song Wu, you ruined my opportunity to reshape my body, and I will also ruin your Dao to ascend to the Immortal!" ”

As the bell sounded, the voices she could hear in her ears grew louder and louder, and her mind went uncontrollably toward the bad.

"No......" Fu Wan's hand fell to the ground, and she squirted a mouthful of blood!

She saw that Du Lin was dead, and the disciples of the Qiuhua Sect were also dead. She saw Song Jing fall into the devil and become a monster standing alone. She saw the young Song Wu looking longingly at the young man Du Lin who was flying with the sword, and saw how hard Song Wu worked, staying alone in the mountains for hundreds of years, practicing from morning to night, after seeing Song Wu covered in blood and demonic energy, the long sword in his hand stained with blood, watching everyone peel off her fairy bones.

I also saw myself in another world, and when I poured water for myself, I couldn't even hold the quilt steadily, and the medicine was scattered all over the ground. She squatted on the ground and picked them up one by one, and when she stood up, her eyes were black, her face was down, and her nose was directly on the edge of the cabinet.

There was no light on in the house, and the night was quiet.

Only the sound of cups shattering and pills falling to the ground finally fell silent.

These scenes don't seem so terrible, but the terrible thing is that she hears her heart, tells herself, that your fate is always so unsatisfactory...... Struggling, does it work?

It's useless.

You know, don't you?

Fu Wan's ten fingers pierced into his palm, and thick blood dripped out of his sleeve.

She suddenly bent down and picked up Qingshuang from the ground, there were still tears in her eyes, but she neatly stabbed the red umbrella with Qingshuang! The demonic qi was split by the clear fairy qi, and the clear frost broke a golden bell with a sword!

"Even if I can't ascend to the Immortal, I have to ......," the corners of her lips curled into a determined smile, "If I don't move forward, how do I know if I can walk up the ladder to ascend the Immortal Ladder!" ”

It doesn't matter what the result is, just move forward!

If you don't move forward, you can't see it.

The red umbrella that had become one with the blood demon let out an angry buzz, and it instantly retracted and stabbed straight at Fu Wan!

After fighting for a long time, the red umbrella finally began to lose. But Fu Wan didn't get any benefits, after all, her body was already at the end of her crossbow. If you continue to fight, you will definitely lose.

Fu Wan didn't dare to lose, he couldn't lose his life in vain, but he couldn't save the people in Qiuhuamen.

She bit the tip of her tongue, and the frost in her hand was slashed by her sword to the tip of the umbrella, and her fingertips rubbed her lips, neatly drawing an evil charm and patting it on the umbrella. As soon as the red umbrella froze, the silk under Fu's sleeves flew out like a stamen, wrapping the red umbrella.

When the silk was torn by the red umbrella, Fu Wan stabbed himself in the chest with a sword of clear frost, and slashed into the red umbrella with a sword of serum cream!

Zizi –

"Song Wu!!" Bloodfiend screamed in pain.

Song Wu already has immortal bones, which can be regarded as a half-immortal, and her heart's blood is the best weapon to deal with the demons.

But it wasn't enough, she tore off the sandalwood hairpin from her sideburns.

The green sandalwood hairpin grows larger, pressing the red umbrella underneath...... Fu Wan cultivated the whole body into the green sandalwood hairpin, and the green sandalwood hairpin turned into a towering tree, with a lush canopy, and the roots wrapped the red umbrella little by little......

Fu Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that as her cultivation is lost, her long hair is gradually dyed white.

When the last bit of the red umbrella was about to be wrapped, the towering tree exploded! Fu Wan was blasted open by the violent spiritual power fluctuations, and his body hit the white marble archway of the Qiuhua faction and fell.

The red umbrella turned into a flaming flame, and the blood demon shouted hideously: "Song Wu, I curse you, the immortal bones are peeled off, and you can't die!" ”

Fu Wan looked at the red umbrella and finally knew that this red umbrella was a semi-artifact.

It's not an ordinary immortal weapon, no wonder the green sandalwood hairpin can't be suppressed.

Blood Demon is so rampant, no wonder, it turns out that the hidden hole cards are powerful enough. Fu Wan thought like this, but her body hurt all over her limbs, and her cultivation was almost scattered, and she was now a waste who was about to die of old age.

However, the Bloodseeker is similar to her.

Thinking like this, she didn't move, and saw the blood demon tear through the space, and forced her life as a sacrifice, opening the barrier between the demon world and the human world.

The sky was dyed with red clouds, and violent resentment came out majestically—

Countless demonic qi drilled out from the cracks torn in the space, devouring living beings everywhere.

Fu Wan stood up with her sword, she lowered her eyes and looked at her long snow-white hair, and walked straight in. Du Lin was unconscious on the ground, but there was no major problem.

She is not cultivating enough now, and she can't unlock the prohibitions imposed on Du Lin and his disciples.

However, when Du Lin wakes up, he can always rush away slowly.

Thinking of this, Fu Wan slowly walked to the edge of the gap that was torn in the space.

A surging demonic aura came across her face, cutting several wounds on her face. Fu Wan raised her hand, the ice blue aura in her hand flickered, she hesitated for a moment, remembering Ah Jing who had fainted in the cave.

She was a little uneasy.

She frowned and hesitated when she felt a sharp pain in her back, and she looked down to see a blood-stained white blade piercing out of her chest.

Fu Wan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and barely looked sideways, and saw a familiar face. Not long ago, she shattered the red silk of Yin Ruo, the elder of Chishamen, with a sword, and now Yin Ruo pierced her heart with a sword.

The cause and effect of the cultivation realm came so quickly.