"Hiss~"

Zhong Lingxin gasped and secretly screamed badly.

In the middle of the conversation, most of the aura in her body was lost, and her hands and feet began to weaken.

And those sand and gravel roared and struck, and they got more blood, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their strength increased greatly.

"Song Sizhao, don't be hurt by these sand and gravels, they are not quite right, they seem to be poisonous."

Even if they knew about the anomaly of the sand and gravel, they couldn't avoid it.

In just a moment, Zhong Lingxin's face turned pale, his strength was overwhelmed, and he fell to the ground softly, with a trace of red blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Flying sand is pervasive, swarming from all directions, and the situation is worrying.

Zhong Lingxin wanted to get up, but his limbs seemed to be firmly grasped by something and clasped to the ground.

An eerie and icy feeling came from the wound, which was creepy.

She wanted to drive the aura in her body and heal these thorny and annoying wounds.

But in the next second, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, and the aura in her body was empty, as if it had been emptied, without the slightest response.

Song Sizhao's face turned pale, and it was time to seize the opportunity to take advantage of the moment when he was flying sand and stones to deal with Zhong Lingxin with all his might.

With his hands clasped into a ball, he squinted at the Pig Demon King not far away, and his phoenix eyes burst into sharp spots.

The aura that was dissociating between heaven and earth quickly gathered in her hands.

A dragon snake condensed by aura took shape in a moment, growing in the wind.

The dragon snake raised its head and roared, angry at Xiao Han, and the long rainbow crashed into the Pig Demon King.

In an instant, a violent aura wind swept up all the sand, dirt and stones.

The Pig Demon King danced wildly with his giant axe, as fast as lightning in the wind.

The body is like a black iron cloth golden bell.

There was a loud bang.

The violent collision of the two objects suddenly stirred up a thousand huge waves, like the destruction of the jade mountain and the collapse of the snow.

The fierce and fierce wind spread out in all directions, kicking up monstrous sand and dust, and blowing down countless plants and trees.

Song Sizhao pressed Zhong Lingxin to the ground, and the whole person covered her body.

Countless tiny rubbles fell on her body, and she was disgraced and embarrassed.

The smoke and dust slowly settled, and the sky and earth were gray, but the tall figure not far away was standing.

Song Sizhao raised his head, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his eyes were full of surprise.

She pursed her lips, her face so gloomy that she could drip water, and it was cold and terrifying.

It's not even dead!

Song Sizhao lowered his eyes and glanced at Zhong Lingxin, got up from the ground, and carelessly straightened his dusty coat and hair.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lu Qianzhe probing his brain on the side, his eyes were deep and almost scrutinizing.

Lu Qianzhe happened to meet her dark and deep eyes, and somehow, he couldn't feel a little fear in his heart.

He rubbed his nose and jumped out of his hiding place and walked over to them.

"Ferling, she's over to you."

The cold, muffled voice, blown by a breeze, gently echoed in the air, ethereal and distant.

As soon as the words fell, Song Sizhao shot into the distance like thunder and lightning, and instantly fell in front of the Pig Demon King.

The light sound was like thunder on a sunny day, startling Lu Qianzhe's body stiffened, like a wooden pestle in place.

It took him a long time before he found his voice, took a deep breath, and whispered:

"Occasional mother, no wonder, I've always been so afraid of her. Tsk, it's him! ”

Lu Qianzhe's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise, and he unconsciously came to Zhong Lingxin's side with his hands and feet.

He gently raised the corners of his lips, quickly squatted down, held Zhong Lingxin's hand, and said comfortingly;

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you get rid of the demonic energy in your body now."

After speaking, Lu Qianzhe's hands were suddenly covered with thunder, and purple electric snakes snaked past the hands he was holding, winding and dancing on Zhong Lingxin's body.

After a while, Zhong Lingxin found that the disappeared aura had returned, and she sat down on the ground with no strength, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve at will.

Zhong Lingxin stared at the battle in the distance in a daze, and the meaning of inquiry in his eyes was about to come out.

The trick Song Sizhao used just now didn't look like any of the abilities she remembered.

She became more and more curious about this person, as if it was an unknown treasure waiting for her to discover.

Zhong Lingxin glanced at Lu Qianzhe sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked him up and down, and said in his heart:

This guy is also definitely unusual. Philing? She definitely didn't hear it wrong. Was Lu Qianzhe originally called this name?

What kind of existence are these people around her?

Zhong Lingxin's eyes seemed to have an invisible net, it was gradually tightening, and she had nowhere to escape.

Not far away, the Pig Demon King raised his head and roared, his eyes were gloomy, and he jumped in the air, wielding a giant axe.

The rolling ferocious aura was like a huge wave, attacking Song Sizhao head-on with an unmatchable momentum.

Song Sizhao was suspended in the air at this time, and snorted coldly disdainfully.

The deep eyes turned around several times, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a mocking arc.

Her thin lips opened lightly, holding her breath, her fingers fluttering, and a complicated and mysterious spell overflowed from her mouth.

In the blink of an eye, black clouds pressed on the head of the Pig Demon King. Thunder roared inside, and countless lightning bolts lingered in it.

The powerful power of heaven and earth rippled in circles like water waves, mixed with terrifying thunder.

The Pig Demon King looked at the unpredictable air with fear, and vigilantly used his spells to defend against it.

A wall of earth rose from the ground, like a fortress above the head of the Pig Demon King.

A waterfall of water poured down and fell on the massive body.

The Pig Demon King was suddenly watered into a soup pig by the water falling from the sky, and the earthen wall it held up was also washed away by the torrent.

The mane that burned like a flame was now extinguished, and it was muddy and muddy.

The Pig Demon King roared at Song Sizhao like thunder, but she was helpless when she stayed in the air.

Song Sizhao raised his eyebrows disappreciatively, the corners of his mouth were hooked obliquely, and the arc of his smile looked extremely evil.

In the turn of an eye, the heavenly thunder brewing in the dark clouds appeared between heaven and earth like a pillar, and fell on the body of the Pig Demon King with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

The smell of roasted meat mixed with the stench of burnt meat was in the air.

The Pig Demon King propped up the ground with his axe, and his dark skin was mottled with cracks like cobwebs like the earth in a long drought.

Black-red blood flowed out of the crack and flowed under his feet, quickly converging into a pool of blood.

It seemed to stop breathing, and it didn't move, like a black, broken statue.

Song Sizhao's eyebrows were cold, his thin lips were tightly pursed together, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

She fluttered like a feather to the ground.

His face was like a gloomy dark cloud, without a trace of comfort and pleasure, and his whole body was full of majesty and strength.

Now that the tiger has fallen in Pingyang, the dragon is stranded on the beach, and a small thunderbolt technique has exhausted the spiritual power in her body.

If she hadn't fallen to the ground early, she might have lost her center of gravity and fallen to the ground hard.

Song Sizhao glanced at Zhong Lingxin, who was shocked, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his deep eyes.

She steadied herself and walked towards her with her legs raised.

Zhong Lingxin and Lu Qianzhe, the expressions on their faces suddenly changed.

Zhong Lingxin suddenly raised his voice and exclaimed, "Song Sizhao, be careful behind!" ”

Zhong Lingxin reminded Song Sizhao in surprise while struggling to get up from the ground.

Raising his hand, a boulder was instantly erected behind Song Sizhao.

Song Sizhao also reacted quickly, but unfortunately her body movement speed couldn't keep up with the brain's thinking, so she still slowed down a beat.

The Pig Demon King, who was scorched into a piece of charcoal by the thunder of the sky, did not die at all, but secretly accumulated strength to recover from his injuries.

When it saw Song Sizhao let down his guard and turned his back on him, he suddenly raised a giant axe and slashed at her fiercely.

At the last moment, Zhong Lingxin pushed Song Sizhao away, and the boulders stood tall, blocking the menacing axe blades.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, the Pig Demon King raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the axe fell to the ground, faintly revealing an earthy yellow light.

An unknown energy snaked up the giant axe, pouring into its body like a trickle.

The Pig Demon King's body instantly lingered with an earthy yellow halo.

After the halo dissipated, there was a burst of seeping rustling sounds.

It was like a red-hot iron pot, which was suddenly poured into cold water, and there was a "clang" sound.

The charred skin on the Pig Demon King's body faded away one after another, turning into a handful of black ash.

The pigskin on its whole body was black and smooth again, glowing with a cold light, which was terrifying.

Lu Qianzhe's heart jumped violently, and he screamed in surprise, frightened like a frightened bird.

All kinds of spells that can be used, don't blast towards the pig demon king like an aura.

However, these spells tickled like a tickle, not causing a single trace of lethal damage, not even breaking its defenses.

A large solid piece of ground beneath the feet of the three of them turned into flowing mud and sand, and their bodies fell uncontrollably.

The Pig Demon King seemed tired of this stalemate battle.

The violent aura on its body slammed into the sky, and a fierce wind scattered in all directions, sharp as a knife.

The flames on his head danced wildly, his eyes were scarlet as blood, and his killing intent turned into substance, like a devouring skeleton, and he rushed towards Zhong Lingxin viciously.

The endless blades on the great axe struck the figure that had been standing like a storm.

Zhong Lingxin didn't have time to wipe the blood from his mouth.

She clenched her teeth, held her head high, and let out only a few faint, painful, oppressive guttural sounds

Like a firm rock, standing in front of the two of them.

Song Sizhao could only see that the jacket on her back had been soaked with blood.

The dazzling red snaked down the torn white undershirt, through the corners of the clothes, and fell to the ground like a splash.

A deep wound visible to the bone, but in a few breaths, it was restored, leaving only a shallow line of blood.

The clothes were ragged, and the blades were torn into strips of rags, and they hung on their bodies.

Layers of wounds were stacked, and the wounds that had just healed were dripping with blood in the next second.

Over and over again, the whole person was covered in bruises and staggered, as if he would fall to the ground with a bang in the next second.

Song Sizhao's eyes flickered, and he couldn't walk an inch in the mire, looking at Zhong Lingxin who was guarding in front of him in a trance.