Chapter 322: Stepping on Sumeru (8)

Timely updates, "Don't!"

Lan Ling let out a sharp scream, desperate to use the life-saving secret method, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed down the mountain.

What she was afraid of at this time was not Yelian, but the eyes of those three people.

It was not a human look, bloodthirsty, mad, full of infinite coldness and resentment, as if it wanted to devour her alive and even her soul in the dirtiest place.

The blue spirit wanted to escape, but in the divine radiance, how could she escape under the obstruction of the night lotus, accompanied by her body, three broken bodies that would turn into a cloud of flesh and blood at any time followed, each of them stimulated their life potential to the limit, and soon encircled the blue spirit in the center.

"The three senior brothers don't fall for her tricks, the concubine has no malice...... Ahh

The soul is about to be annihilated, and the three monks who have reached the end of the road are willing to let her waste time, and each of them uses the life-burning Liliang to exert the strongest magical power. A monk broke through the defense, ignoring the blue spirit that almost split his body in half, and bit his shoulder and neck viciously, biting on the tenderness that made people unbearable and eager to knead and vile violently.

The other two monks rushed after him, with supernatural powers, magic weapons, hands and feet, and even head banging and teeth biting......

Blood flew, flesh splattered, large swaths of snow-white skin were torn apart, and a few sharp claws stained with flesh and blood scraps dug into its inner mansion, tearing and pulling non-stop.

Three beasts fight for food......

"Senior brother...... Help me!"

In a moment, the blue spirit was like a ghost, desperately pushing like a mortal woman, but not only could not do it, but it provoked more madness.

Manipulating people's minds has always been a double-edged sword, and there are no consequences. The exercises were forcibly broken, and both the blue spirit and the three fire cultivators had to bear the backlash, and the bloody qi took the opportunity to invade the divine soul, at this time, they had completely lost their human sanity, and they acted on their anger and instinct.

"Vomit ......"

Yan Meng wanted to close her eyes while vomiting, but she couldn't stop wanting to see, and she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit after seeing it. I could only retch, as if I was going to vomit all my internal organs.

She had never seen anything like it, never. She couldn't imagine how a high-ranking monk who was still calm and steady could become like this.

"Whew!"

Zuihou's ugly-looking strong man roared in anger and despair. Desperate crashed into the beast-like warband, he disregarded his body dissolving like light smoke, and with little strength left, he killed the three fire cultivators who were already on the verge of death one by one, and he also endured many counterattacks, and was also on the verge of despair.

"Senior sister, let's go!"

His almost flesh-and-blood blue spirit pushed out of the range shrouded in divine radiance, and his hands immediately pointed at the dantian several times, and roared bitterly: "Blood explosion!"

As he spoke, the blood vessels in his body were densely covered as if they had been pulled out by a hook, and the violent aura bloomed, blocking the light of the divine radiance for a while. It took a moment.

Everyone knew that this was nothing more than a death throes, and it was not enough to save Lan Ling's life.

At this time, the flower of eternity can fly!

Even if it was only temporary, it could not be compared to the blue spirit who was seriously injured and was about to die, and had to rely on two legs to hurry. The ugly man's only hope is that the blue spirit will inspire the return jade plate. to be able to escape in time.

Yelian had been quietly watching this scene, with no intention of using any more means, when she saw the ugly man fighting for Lan Ling's life, and then looked at Lan Ling, who was miserable and running away with hesitation, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and there was even more indifference to the extreme ridicule.

"I know what you did to him, kill him. I will not kill you. ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, then felt a chill in his chest, and suddenly an unbearable sharp pain suddenly came from his heart, which he could no longer feel, and he roared.

"You ......"

"Dream, make up!"

Lan Ling inserted a palm from the back of his heart, and a soft voice whispered in his ear: "I know that my junior brother has always wanted to be with me, now it's okay, what's yours is mine, I'm you, okay?"