The sound of "buzzing ......" sounded, and a layer of green spiritual power like a tortoiseshell appeared, protecting everyone behind and resisting the purple-red long snake that was galloping.

Qingyi gritted his teeth, holding an ancient green tortoise shell in his hand and facing it forward, gritting his teeth to support it, and the tortoise shell exuded a dense light.

Purple Blood glanced in the direction of Qingyi and Qing'er, and said with a smile: "By the way, I almost forgot about business." But his eyes were still cold, and he said, "But...... I'd rather kill the light marks than get down to business!"

The blood-colored light was in full bloom, and several cracks slowly appeared on the tortoise shell, and with a crisp sound, the tortoise shell was torn apart.

Several magnificent sword lights flashed, but they only barely supported for a while, and the cheeks of Light Trace and Xun Chen turned white in an instant, and Wen Yu immediately supported the pale Xun Chen, and Lu Yi immediately pulled Light Trace behind him.

A little panic flashed in the purple blood eyes, and his hands quickly sealed on his chest, but the previous attack killing intent was too strong and difficult to retract, so he could only try his best to control the strength of the long snake and avoid the vital point.

Light Scar saw that when her whole body was weak, a figure stood in front of her, her green clothes fluttering, her hair brushed her cheeks, and then, the hideous purple-red spiritual power passed through her body, and the flying blood fell on her face, warm, and the world in front of her seemed to be blood-colored, the blood was rolling wildly, but the body was terrifyingly cold.

Purple Blood saw the flying blood, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and then he was swallowed by the killing intent, his eyes continued to aim at the light marks, full of killing intent, and suddenly, Purple Blood's eyes flickered, and a little cowardice appeared, and he was just about to retreat, when a pale yellow spear attack in the sky.

Purple Blood turned around sharply, spread his right hand forward, and the long purple-red snake behind him gathered together in front of him, stubbornly resisting the gun, and the air flow generated by the collision caused the furniture in the house to tremble.

Light Marks hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Lu Yi's body, it was very soft, the green yarn had been dyed red with blood, the flesh and blood were visible at the scratched wounds, Light Marks gritted his teeth, and the snow-white spiritual power continued to pour out, surging towards the wounds in various parts of Lu Yi's body. The corner of his eye was looking at the purple blood, and his heart was cold.

The green light in his eyes flashed, and a green magic circle suddenly appeared on Lu Yi's chest, slowly suspended in the air and turning, and the light trace sensed that his spiritual power was uncontrollably surging towards the magic circle, and the magic circle swallowed the snow-white spiritual power like a whale, emitting an increasingly intense light, until there was a crisp sound of "ding", and the magic circle shattered.

At the moment when the magic circle shattered, green spiritual power poured out from Lu Yi's whole body, wrapping the wound, and the green spiritual power caressed the wound like a soft palm, and the wound slowly began to heal.

Light Trace cautiously, put Lu Yi on the chair, when he lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Yi, his eyes were like autumn water, when he raised his eyes, he looked at the purple blood, but the bottom of his eyes was cold, with a trace of anger like magma under the deep sea, he raised his sword, and rushed towards the purple blood.

In Qingji's mind, there seemed to be thousands of sword lights galloping by, each sword light was a picture, the pictures crossed each other, he was very familiar, but he was very unfamiliar, but now, he didn't ask for any pictures, just begging, repeating the swordsmanship of that day!

Among the galloping pictures, there are many pictures with that gorgeous sword marks, and the movements in each picture begin to overlap, overlapping all corners of the light marks' body, snow-white fragments begin to linger around the body, glowing with cold light, and the long sword begins to tremble, emitting more and more passionate sword sounds, like a dragon chanting in the sky.

The flying fragments around his body turned into sword lights, and under the traction of the long sword he swung, they converged into a bright sword light, like a heavenly river hanging in the air, and galloped towards the purple blood.

Purple Blood was struggling to fight against the spear, and a sword light appeared in front of his eyes, and his pupils contracted violently, this is ...... The corners of his mouth murmured: "A sword, Chang'an." ”

With a loud bang, the door of the house was completely shattered, and the purple blood stood among the fragments, the pale hand slowly brushed the corners of the mouth, wiping off the purple blood, and there was a scratch in front of and behind him, the purple-red eyes had turned into vertical pupils, the thin lips were hooked with two fangs, the ears and tails were pointed, and the cold vertical pupils glanced at the light marks, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

At this time, Light Scar's left hand was attached to his right hand, blood flowed from between his fingers, the tiger's mouth had cracked, Light Scar was gasping for breath, and the sword was on the ground.

In the courtyard not far away, a figure appeared, holding an ancient yellow spear, looking at the purple blood indifferently, with a faint battle intent in his eyes.

Wuya sneered disdainfully and said, "Who am I, it turned out to be your sissy." ”

The purple-blooded vertical pupils stared at Wuya, and asked coldly, "Wuya, what are you going to do?"

Wu Ya held the Heavenly Desolation with his backhand, approaching the purple blood step by step, his eyes were always focused on the purple blood, and he did not slack off.

Obviously, Wuya didn't drive a very powerful momentum, but Purple Blood unconsciously took a few steps back, stretched out his already forked tongue and licked his lips, and said, "Which step are you going to do today?"

Wuya continued to approach and said indifferently: "Whatever step you can do is what you can do." ”

A little drop of sweat appeared on the purple blood's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wuya, that day, I was also here, don't forget, if it weren't for Yejun's soft-hearted heart and mercy, you wouldn't have completed that ritual so easily!"

Wuya stared at Purple Blood, and after being silent for a while, he said, "You also had a part of the reason for that incident in the first place. ”

Purple Blood's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Night Monarch...... Now in human territory. ”

Wuya's footsteps paused and glanced at Purple Blood: "You go." ”

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Purple Blood's mouth, a purple-red light flashed in the air and disappeared into the sky, a yellow lightning flashed in the air, and a muffled snort came from the air, and then disappeared.

Light Trace hurriedly walked over and said to Wuya: "Green is ...... her"

Wuya glanced at Lu Yi, she still fainted, looking at the green spiritual power around her body like a spring, her eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Don't worry, she's fine." ”

Qingji breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, but a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he approached Wuya, and asked in a low voice: "That Qing'er...... Isn't it a demon?"

A light flashed in the eyes of the boundless eyes, and she glanced at Qing'er, her body was getting weaker and weaker these days, and there were indeed some characteristics that appeared, the skin covered by the clothes was covered with these faint almost invisible scales.

Then, Wuya nodded slightly.