"呲~"

There was a soft sound.

It is worth several high-grade spirit stones, and its power is comparable to that of a spiritual weapon.

In an instant, it burst open, turned into green smoke, and dissipated into the night of the forest.

Didn't work in the slightest.

With the blood of the bone and blood as the contract, even if it is thousands of miles away, it can also sense the blood contract jade pendant of the flesh and blood crisis.

It is also quietly hanging from the waist, quiet as a chicken, and there is no reaction at all.

In the indigo light cover, a group of female cultivators of the Yu clan with beautiful faces.

Look at the strange phenomenon in front of you.

Look at the outside of the light mask, the eyes are red, the appearance is crazy, and the fierce demon cultivator who is crazy and frantically launches an offensive.

I can't help but lose color and be frightened.

Standing at the forefront, holding a green and red tail feather, the peacock princess who is barely protecting.

Hearing that the other party had no doubts, his tone was as usual, and he said his identity in one mouth, and his heart suddenly became colder.

When he was attacked before, he was still holding on to the last line of luck.

I hope that the other party is just blocking the road and looting, and seeing the wealth.

If so, as long as you are willing to pay a sufficient price, there will always be room for manoeuvre.

But now it seems.

From the very beginning, the other party came for himself and others.

This so-called Hidden Immortal Great Array also knew his whereabouts in advance and set it up here.

Looking back, think about it too.

With such a powerful trap, the consumption must be huge.

If it is for no reason, it is located in this wilderness and a place where birds don't.

Isn't it enough to be fed?

But in this way, the situation becomes more and more critical.

As the demon cultivator who hides in the night and does not dare to look at people with his true face said.

This blue and red tail feather, no matter how powerful it is.

After all, it is just a tree without roots and water from the source.

In the face of the current ferocious offensive that is like a tide and surging endlessly.

There will always be a moment when the spirit is exhausted.

At that time.

Whether it's himself, or the sisters behind him.

I'm afraid that none of them will be spared.

Between the confusion of thoughts and the burning of the heart, the spiritual power slowed down by half a minute.

A dark red beam of light like a bloody scab narrowly broke through the indigo shield.

The direction in which the red light went, straight towards a female cultivator of the Yu clan.

In an instant, it passed through the shoulder blade position.

It was a petite feather girl with a pale yellow velvet around her neck, and her name was Huang Ying.

If it weren't for the bad situation, the dodge in time, and then two or three points off, I was afraid that it would have been fateful to Huangquan.

Rao is so, the situation is still not optimistic.

The finger-thick piercing wound is not that fatal.

Can be in the blur of flesh and blood.

The dark red light of the Dao was dense, like a bone appendage, constantly wriggling and spreading along the veins of flesh and blood.

There is no doubt that it is covered with toxins, or evil tactics such as curses.

The girl of the Yu tribe is petite, childish, and resolute.

For fear of affecting the front again, Sister Peacock who is difficult to block the enemy.

Rao is teeth clenched and his face twisted.

There was never a sound of pain.

It's just a pale face like plain paper, and a drop of sweat on his forehead.

All show that he is suffering boundless pain at this moment.

The rest of the Yu clan, who were in shock and undecided, reacted slightly, and hurriedly stepped forward to support them.

All kinds of healing techniques and strange healing plasters, as if they didn't need money, rushed towards the wound.

But it was all to no avail.

I could only be full of anxiety, watching the dark red blood light, from the outside to the inside, continue to erode and spread.

During this time, some people still refused to accept their fate.

Reaching into his pocket again, he pulled out a large number of different communication talismans.

Like fireworks, the talismans are stimulated and released one by one.

Eyes glazed and numb movements.

Like a puppet.

Apparently has been at stake right now, as well as bloody scenes.

The persecution was so disgraceful that he was sick and rushed to the doctor.

The rest of the people around him, although they don't feel how effective it will be.

However, there was nothing to be done at this time, so I had to sigh and shake my head, and I had to learn from the same, and the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor.

No matter how bad it is, these talismans will be wasted.

It's better than breaking the shield and falling into the hands of those demons and using it to mutilate others.

A series of high-level talismans of different colors and great value bloomed at the girl's fingertips.

And then it's like fireworks.

Quietly dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.

Even the Huang Ying, who was seriously injured and dying.

also followed the example of your sisters, reached out with one hand, took out the communication talisman with difficulty, and stimulated them one by one.

The talisman is depleted.

groped for it again, and took out a small jade slip with a light purple body and crystal clear.

The fingers moved slightly, rubbing the smooth surface of the jade Jane.

The corners of the mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

On his already bloodless face, a slight smile suddenly appeared, revealing two faint dimples.

Think about the day before yesterday, when I bought this magic weapon.

Duan Lang also twisted and pinched, disgusted with this and that, and refused to accept it.

Or muster up the courage to stuff it into his arms.

It was only half-pushed and half-done, and the so-called divine sense number was exchanged.

How could you have thought that a parting at that time was actually the difference between life and death.

In the past, it was bright and clear, and the smile was pleasant to the eye.

At this critical juncture, it seems so poignant.

The people around him who knew the inside story all lowered their heads and couldn't bear to look directly at those bright eyes.

Longing for a moment, Huang Ying cheered up a little again.

It's like the useless work you've done before.

Reaching out to the divine thoughts, some of them are not very skillful, trying to stimulate this "Three Realms" magic weapon.

The nuns next to them looked at the sad scene in front of them.

He shook his head and sighed, and couldn't bear to look at it.

The top-level talismans comparable to spiritual weapons were all trapped by this Hidden Immortal Great Array that killed a thousand swords, and they couldn't do an inch.

What role can it play in a mere low-grade magic weapon?

It's nothing more than borrowing things to think about people and leaving a thought.

"Poof!"

Everyone was feeling it, and suddenly there was a slight muffled sound, coming from the front.

It is the peacock princess who stands in front of everyone and has been alone with the demons.

After suffering heavy blows repeatedly, under the surging of qi and blood, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With the lack of spiritual power.

The indigo light cover, which was already much dimmer, flickered and swayed one after another, and was about to collapse.

attracted the surrounding demons, ecstatic.

With bursts of flirtatious words, the offensive became more and more intense.

The peacock princess refused to retreat even half a step.

The pretty eyebrows frowned, and the silver teeth clenched.

Wuzi forcibly performs the exercises, burns the essence and blood longevity, and it has to hold on for another moment and a moment.

Seeing this, the Yu clan also forcibly restrained their emotions and took out their talismans.

His eyes were filled with anger, but his face was resolute.

Even if you die in battle today, you have to make these demons pay the price of blood!

"Hello? Be...... Is it Duan Lang? ”

Just when everyone was impassioned, cheering for themselves, and preparing to fight to the death.

The sound is like a mosquito, like crying with joy, mixed with an incredulous light sound.

Suddenly, it came from behind him.

"When...... Is it really you? Can you hear me?! ”

Then, a clear and anxious male voice that was clearly audible and anxious suddenly sounded in the room:

"Ying'er? Where are you now? Why are you so pale?! ”