"Lord Wang, the secret agent sent by the secret spy department has been intercepted and killed by us, you should leave. A man in black stepped forward and whispered to Zuo Yuen Long, the king of the North Sea.

The King of the North Sea nodded, and said stupidly: "It's a pity, I can't watch Ye Changsheng die miserably." ”

After all, he is the prince, if he is seen by the masters of all parties, it will be trouble after all, and he should avoid it.

It is foreseeable that such a large-scale battle in the eastern suburbs of the capital will inevitably cause an uproar, coupled with the disappearance of Ye Changsheng and the disappearance of Lu Zixin, the situation will be even more chaotic.

Zuo Yuen Long needs to sit in the capital and take advantage of this chaos to erase those factors that are unfavorable to him one by one.

One last glance at the canyon where the blood mist was rolling, Zuo Yuen Long quietly left Zimu Mountain under the escort of more than a dozen personal guards.

"Boom!"

In the middle of the canyon, a terrifying light split through the blood mist and roared towards the stone wall on one side.

The terrifying and incomparable light training is like cutting on a piece of tofu, directly on the steep and towering stone wall, splitting a huge gap.

The rubble rolled down, blocking the gap again.

The blood mist shook violently, and the bubbles carrying Ye Changsheng resurfaced.

Every time a bubble appeared, it meant that Ye Changsheng had temporarily escaped the blockade of the other party's domain.

After several ups and downs, he already knew that every moment he got rid of the blood mist was actually an opportunity created for him by Lu Zixin.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hands and printed them directly on the transparent and twisted film.

In the palm of his hand, two swirls of dark energy swirled, and countless invisible filaments stretched along the surface of the film.

The blood strands that were free on the membrane were pulled by the two whirlpools, and slowly swam towards Ye Changsheng's hands.

These dark red bloodlines were formed by the diffusion of the essence blood of the two dark powerhouses, and each bloodshot contained powerful dark energy.

The innate energy of the strong man, Ye Changsheng's own could not bear it at all, and he could not forcibly absorb it, so he could only carefully gather these blood threads in the palm of his hand.

Seeing that the blood-colored tide was about to drown the blisters again, Ye Changsheng hurriedly withdrew his hands, his face was already pale and bloodless.

After settling his figure, he raised his palm and carefully imprinted it on the Flame Rabbit's body.

The Flame Rabbit was also extremely nervous, controlling the energy in his body and slowly escaping outward.

On Ye Changsheng's palm, the swimming blood threads were scorched by the powerful fire attribute spiritual power, and quickly dissipated, leaving only black traces in the end.

Although the Flame Rabbit was already very finely controlled, it was inevitable that Ye Changsheng's palm was still burned, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

However, this little injury is nothing, and it is definitely worth it in exchange for the extension of the vitality of the bubble film at such a small price.

The bubble was once again overwhelmed by the blood-colored storm, and just as it was about to collapse, it resurfaced in time.

Over and over again, Ye Changsheng's action of extracting blood filaments became more and more skillful, and the cooperation between him and the Flame Rabbit Gugu became more and more tacit.

At this point, Ye Changsheng was really relieved.

Although his injuries are very serious, he has to maintain such intensity and such a range of movements, even if it is too many times and lasts for a long time.

Of course, it doesn't need to last too long, Ye Changsheng has already discovered that the film of the bubble is still tough, but the blood streaks attached to it are less and less each time.

The battle between the three Innate Realm powerhouses is about to be decided.

"Boom!"

In the blood-colored canyon, there was an earth-shattering roar, countless debris splashed outward, and the noisy smoke and dust were flooded, like a mushroom cloud, soaring into the sky.

The entire canyon was razed to the ground in an instant!

The earth sank into a deep pit, and in the smoke and dust, Lu Zixin was cloaked, his waist was straight, and he was holding a spear of eight feet long, flashing the tip of the spear with cold light, pointing straight ahead.

Opposite him, the two black-clothed old men were in tattered clothes, shrouded in black qi, and the blood-colored magic swords in their hands were spitting a strange red light.

A cloud of smoke swept by, drowning the figures of the three again.

Lu Zixin blinked slightly, and said hoarsely at the two Demon Gate powerhouses in front of him: "Two, it's still too late to leave now, is it possible, do you really want to provoke a war between the academy and the Demon Gate?!"

The two Demon Gate powerhouses couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, and their faces became extremely ugly.

According to the original plan, they were going to join forces to kill Lu Zixin, and then solve Ye Changsheng.

The reason why Ye Changsheng's life was kept was for nothing else, just to distract Lu Zixin and let Lu Zixin take care of one thing and lose the other.

However, they never expected that Lu Zixin was really unseemly, and his strength was beyond imagination.

The realm space summoned by Lu Zixin was indestructible, even if it was split in two, they couldn't do anything.

No matter what kind of mystical attacks they used, they were all defused by Lu Zixin with that freehand pen.

Even in the most tragic melee combat, they did not get half a point of bargaining, and both sides were defeated.

His face was cloudy, and the two strong men looked at the spear in Lu Zixin's hand at the same time.

The strangely shaped spear was more like a magnified pen, emitting a mysterious moon-white glow.

On the silver pen barrel, there are a few clear and simple big characters: The Milky Way at the bottom of the pen falls for nine days!

It was this pen, the pen of unparalleled power, that tore their enchantments.

The two Demon Gate powerhouses had to admit that they could no longer kill Lu Zixin, and even if they wanted to kill Ye Changsheng, it would not be so easy.

The sky is about to brighten, and the aura of masters has already appeared on the periphery of Zimu Mountain, and they have no time.

If they force their moves, they are likely to fall under siege by masters, and they will not be able to protect themselves.

To put it mildly, once they force their actions and really provoke a war between the Demon Gate and the Academy, and even between the Demon Gate and the secular world, I am afraid that the people of the Demon Gate will not let them go.

The demon gate powerhouse on the left said coldly: "Lu Zixin, we are waiting to make a move on you, it's just a matter of loyalty, I can't kill you, it's me who is incompetent!"

Lu Zixin said coldly: "Naturally, is it possible, can you really dare to touch the tiger whiskers of my academy?"

The two demon powerhouses looked at the arrogant old man opposite, and couldn't help but be angry, and at the same time snorted coldly, their figures flashed, and they disappeared in place out of thin air.

Lu Zixin held a spear in his hand, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he sensed that the two strong men had really left.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and Lu Zi sat down on the ground without a word, gently pressing the shattered sternum with his hand.

Suddenly thinking of something, he waved his hand, exhaled, and the blister protecting Ye Changsheng flew in front of him.

The enchantment was lifted, Ye Changsheng walked out quickly, looked at Lu Zixin who was sitting on the ground, and asked with concern, "Mountain Chief, are you okay?"

Lu Zixin shook his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said tiredly: "Boy, the rest of the killers are all ordinary goods, so I'll leave it to you." ”