"If you really want to help Green, then stay here now and don't go anywhere, that's the only thing you can do."

Frustration permeated Xue Xiaoling's heart, from the realization to the present, every time she encountered something dangerous, she could only hide behind Jiang Luwu as if she was now, and she couldn't do anything.

She also wanted to learn a spell, but she couldn't find any introductory rules, and the flowing fairy grass and immortal medicine ate into her stomach, all of which became a waste, useless.

Ruo Ling pursed her lips, her big eyes filled with tears: "Okay, I know."

Jiang Luwu has summoned Dundun and faced it together.

As soon as Dundun appeared, those blood dragons invariably shrank in unison, and as the sound of the flute intensified, they seemed to have lost their minds, and they would only keep attacking.

Although Jiang Luwu has talent, it is only a golden pill, and the power of this blood dragon seems to be endless, and there is never a time to dry up.

There were already corpses one after another on the ground, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger.

"Green, hide behind me."

Ling Muhan suddenly flew to her side and hugged her behind him: "Don't be reckless."

It's not like this, it's not like this......

Jiang Luwu kept replaying this sentence in her mind, she was able to be reborn not to hide behind Ling Muhan, she was to take revenge.

She clenched the ice and snow sword in her hand: "Master, you don't have to take care of me so much, I can face these things."

Ling Muhan was still fighting those blood dragons: "The cultivation of these evil dragons is above you, after a long time, you will inevitably fail, obediently hide behind me."

Again, she didn't want that.

However, she couldn't deny that what Ling Muhan said was true, in the battle just now, she had already felt the ferocity of those blood dragons, which was not something ordinary people could deal with at all.

Even if she is Jin Dan, she can't match it, is she going to fail again?

Now that even these blood dragons can't handle it, how can she stand on the opposite side of Ying Yangzi in the future? How else can she get revenge?

Isn't she a desolate bloodline?

Didn't she get the blessing of the phoenix to pray?

Is there only such a small amount of strength?

The blood was rampaging in the body, and Jiang Luwu only felt that all the blood was rushing to the brain, and the pain was extreme. And Ling Muhan was fighting head-on with the blood dragon, when suddenly another blood dragon attacked from the side.

Ling Muhan was shocked when he saw it, if Jiang Luwu was really attacked by this blood dragon, he was afraid that he would lose half his life if he didn't die.

He immediately grabbed Jiang Luwu's waist and hid to the side, but slammed it on the mountain wall.

The blood dragon's tail swept past Ling Muhan's hand, and blood suddenly gushed out.

In an instant, Jiang Luwu's eyes turned blood-red, and all the other thoughts in her mind suddenly disappeared.

There is only one left.

"Hurt my Venerable, die."

"Green." Ling Muhan didn't have time to hold Jiang Luwu, she had already flown into the air.

The Ice and Snow Sword condensed with red light and slashed at the blood dragon that was attacking head-on.

The blood dragon was cut in half.

Jiang Luwu still felt that it was not enough, and the red light continued to slash towards the remaining blood dragons, and soon most of the eight blood dragons were killed. Everyone else doesn't even have to do anything anymore, just waiting to lie down and win.

Elder Zhang landed beside Ling Muhan: "Mu Han, what's wrong with Jiang Luwu?"

Ling Muhan clutched his bleeding arm, his eyes staring at Jiang Luwu tightly, even if he wanted to fly up, he was stopped by Elder Zhang.

"Mu Han, whatever you want to do, wait until she finishes killing the blood dragon before acting."

"No."

Ling Muhan immediately shook off Elder Zhang's hand, "I have to go and see what's wrong with her now."

Jiang Luwu's appearance didn't look like he had suddenly broken through the ranks, but as if he had fallen into a demon, no matter what, he had to wake her up.

"It's not a good idea

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Now that there is a lot of danger, it is clear that letting Jiang Luwu kill the blood dragon is the best way, but Ling Muhan is so emotional.

Elder Zhang was helpless, and also flew forward: "Zhuji, come and cover for Ling Muhan and Jiang Luwu."

Long ago, at the moment when Jiang Luwu's eyes turned red, Feng Wuxian revealed a successful appearance.

At this moment, the rhythm of the flute was even faster, and the blood pool was clanging, and several blood dragons flew out to surround Elder Zhang and Zhuji.

Zhuji confronted: "Master, let's deal with the blood dragon first."

Although Elder Zhang was anxious in his heart, he had no other way: "I can only do this first."

Ling Muhan flew to Jiang Luwu's side, wanting to step forward, but he didn't have a chance to step forward at all.

Jiang Luwu made a move, there were no loopholes, blindly killing, those blood dragons whimpered, and they no longer had the spirit just now.

Her abnormality was naturally noticed by others, and someone who dared to kill her directly with a sword.

"Jiang Luwu's mind is not here now, it is the weakest, if we want to take revenge, we can only take advantage of it now."

The smile on Feng Wuxi's face was even stronger, the flute sound was melodious, and another blood dragon flew out of the blood pool, just enough to stop Ling Muhan.

Then, everyone watched as the person who stepped forward with a sword was solved by Jiang Luwu at once.

Immediately, she slashed the throat of the blood dragon, and the blood dragon suddenly turned into a pool of blood.

She tilted her head slightly, like a dark night Shura, and mocked, "Even if you want to kill me, too."

Her wrist flipped slightly, and all of them floated.

As her hands slapped down, they all entered the pool of blood, and before they could escape, a blood dragon flew out of the pool of blood and swallowed them all.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye.

The water in the pool of blood grew redder and redder, as if it were about to dye all the surrounding ground red.

And Jiang Luwu's sword finally pointed at Feng Wuxi: "You set up a poisonous plan, you should be killed."

The sword aura was like a rainbow, with a chilling killing intent, and swept away towards the wind without a trace.

Just as he was about to be pierced by the Ice and Snow Sword, Feng Wuxi's eyelashes moved slightly, and the powerful force slashed at a small knob behind him.

The knob was purple red, and a special totem was drawn on it, and the entire formation glowed.

Jiang Luwu didn't realize it, and all the tricks attacked the wind without a trace.

At this time, her wrist was grabbed.

The powerful force was ready to be launched, but suddenly a cold voice came from his ears: "Green, be sober."

What is this sound?

Jiang Luwu was momentarily confused, and then covered with thicker blood.

"Luwu, don't let the demons take your soul, look at what is happening in front of you."

The sound passed through the wind and the sound of fighting, passed through the ears, and went straight to Jiang Luwu's heart.

There seems to be a sleeping river in there.

Am I sleeping?

So who the hell am I now?

"Green."

The cold voice kept calling her name, as if it wouldn't stop until it woke her up.

It's Ling Muhan.

Ling Muhan came to look for her.

The blood in Jiang Luwu's eyes gradually disappeared, but his body seemed to have lost all his strength.

Ling Muhan held her tightly in his arms: "How is it?"

Even after a fierce fight, Ling Muhan still had neat black hair, his face was like jade, and his facial features were delicate as if they had been rubbed from a picture album.

The rushing blood all stopped at this moment, and she stretched out her hand as if she wanted to touch Ling Muhan's cheek, but when she was about to touch it, it drooped.

Only one pair of eyes is very bright.

She said, "Ling Muhan......"

"You're coming to take me home."

It's not Shizun, it's Ling Muhan.

Jiang Luwu's mind is now

It was chaos, and I didn't know what was going on or what environment I was in.

Ling Muhan didn't know what to think, so he intercepted her hanging hand in the air and clenched it tightly: "Yes, I'll take you home."

The corners of Jiang Luwu's lips raised: "I want to become stronger, I must become very strong, I still have a lot of things to do, and there is still hatred to be repaid, one day, I will kill him with my own hands!"

"Ling Shangxian, what's wrong with Lu Wu?"

Xue Xiaoling and Ruoling ran over and accurately covered Jiang Luwu's voice.

Even though Ling Muhan wanted to know what Jiang Luwu had just said, now was not a good time to ask.

"She's fine."

Ling Muhan held Jiang Luwu with one hand and injected aura for her with the other.

Soon, his brow furrowed.

Xue Xiaoling sighed in his heart: "Ling Shangxian, why do you have such an expression, is the situation not good?"

Ling Muhan shook his head: "It's okay, I can handle it."

Logically speaking, the input of spiritual power can help Jiang Luwu restore the clarity of the spiritual platform. But he felt a strangeness, as if Jiang Luwu was a bottomless pit, constantly devouring his spiritual power.

No matter how much he transports, it doesn't seem to be enough, if he is replaced by someone else, he may explode and die if he has too much spiritual power.

Could it be that this is also a special situation brought about by the desolate bloodline?

The Flood Desolation Bloodline can be obtained by snatching away, so it is not surprising that it can devour other people's spiritual power now.

Jiang Luwu quickly regained consciousness, but his body was still limp: "Master, what's wrong with me?"

"It's okay, get up."

Ling Muhan didn't delay any longer, and directly stood up with Jiang Luwu.

They still have the enemy to deal with, but they don't have time to talk about anything else.

The moment Jiang Luwu stood up, everything that had just happened appeared in his mind.

Fortunately, there were Elder Zhang and Zhuji on top, so nothing big happened.

The only thing that could change was a trail of blood snaking down from where Wind Without a Trace had just stood, up to the coffin.

The coffin was surrounded by bright red as if it could suck blood.

The wind hovered over the coffin without a trace, setting up an enchantment that made it impossible for people to break through.

"Jiang Luwu, are you awake? If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have been able to get to this point, I've waited so long for Master Venerable to finally come back."

It's unreasonable to talk to a madman, not to mention that now that the formation has been formed, it's too late for them to do anything even if they want to.

"I want to see if your master will forgive you after he is resurrected." Jiang Luwu clutched his chest, still a little uncomfortable.

When she saw the severed arms and stumps around her, her face changed slightly: "All of these people died at my hands?"

This matter could not be hidden, Ling Muhan nodded, reached out and patted Jiang Luwu's shoulder.

"Don't think too much, it's they who want to kill you, you're just protecting yourself."

It was indeed for self-preservation, but after killing so many people, Jiang Luwu's heart was shrouded in a layer of haze.