"Abandon the world, and then, go and protect humanity." Qiqi threw her something, didn't say much, and turned to face the roaring youkai head-on.

Abandonment stretched out his hand to grab it, spread out the elixir in his hand, nodded to Qi Sheng, and ran towards the square.

With his palms facing outwards and his gaze firm, Qiqi used his spiritual power to build a wall of light, like a monster rushing over in a stormy wave, like falling into a large meat grinder, turning into pieces piece by piece.

A touch of brilliance bloomed out of Yun Hongluo's hand, and the pure Jun sword came out of the sheath, waving a star-like light, and everywhere he went, the hideous monster was like a blooming firework, allowing the world to dissipate directly after seeing the true face.

It's just that the sword-wielder lacks spiritual power, and the blade of the sword trembles a little. Without a few swings, his limbs were unstable, and he could only barely stand by holding on to the hilt of the Chunjun Sword.

A few wriggling white insects, seeing that they were out of the demon stream, opened their round red lips with jagged teeth, and wanted to swallow Yun Hongluo in one bite.

"You are not allowed to touch him." There was an extremely cold sound, a gust of wind, and the spiritual power wave in the palm of his hand was like a bullet that spewed out, blasting the big insect into powder.

Qiqi in the tuyere, the corners of her clothes and hair that are constantly stirring, do not affect the tenacity and wildness of her face in the slightest.

At that moment, Yun Hongluo's heart trembled slightly, and the two shadows in his eyes overlapped.

"Come here." With a gentle and domineering tone, the spirit rope in Qiqi's hand was wrapped around and grasped, and Yun Hongluo hid behind Qiqi.

"Yun Hongluo, teach me to seal them, I can't kill them like this."

Qiqi palmed forward, and the corner of his eye looked behind him, and there were already many fish that had slipped through the net and rushed to the square, and were intercepted by the abandonment of the world.

"The world in the painting has been destroyed, and we can only find a new place, seal them, so that they can never harm the world."

"Somewhere, I'll take them there now." Qiqi struggled, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

Yun Hongluo couldn't hide the pity in his eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and whispered in her ear: "I won't let you have any trouble." ”

A white halo emanated from Yun Hongluo's body, and he twisted his eyebrows and bit his lip to endure the pain, covering the pain like Dan Cao's heart.

"Yun Hongluo, stop." Qiqi's eyes were wide and bright, and an ominous premonition appeared in his mind.

"I can hold on, Yun Hongluo, you will cut off the path of immortal cultivation like this. Stop......" begged him with a trembling voice.

"Qiqi, the ghost king hasn't appeared yet, I can't gamble with your life."

He suppressed his painful expression, and barely showed a smile in front of Qiqi, like a withering hibiscus, pale and desolate, and the blood marks on the corners of his lips were eye-catching.

The changing bamboo leaves fell, the clouds turned back to their true faces, and the light clusters hung in the sky according to their bodies.

The silver crown and hair are full of majesty, and the silver moire tunic brocade gown outlines his tall body, the Chinese insects are in the sleeves, and the mountains and rivers are on the back of the gold thread embroidered large-sleeved shirt fluttering in the wind.

In the black sky, he is like a morning star, shining brightly, attracting people who can't take their eyes off it.

Yun Hongluo made handprints with both hands, reciting incantations word by word, like waterfall ink hair fluttering gently, the blood jade palace on the other side of the long spike on his waist, flashing red light frequently, and the spiritual power around his body turned from white to red, becoming more and more intense, like a blooming fire lotus.

"Emperor Yan's blood, Beidou Ran's bones. The four bright wreckage, the sky is extinguished. Pray to God for nine days, the upper and lower underworld. On the other side of Taisha, the mind is open and gloomy, and the urgency is like a law! Open! ”

The last word, accentuates the tone.

With the sound of chains dragging the door, a black vortex appeared on the ground.