Chapter Seventy-Two: The Demon Cultivator's Diagram
Jin Dan's big hand shook violently, throwing away the broken and cracked armor, and with a "phew", he spit out a large mouthful of blood gushing up in his throat, mixed with fragments of internal organs.
Jiang Fenglai's gaze staring at the air was violent and cruel, as if he was going to tear him apart and chew him up and swallow him alive in the next moment.
A trace of blood had overflowed from the corner of Jiang Fenglai's mouth, his face was as pale as paper, but his expression was as cold as usual, and he looked directly at the male cultivator, without fear.
But if you look closely, you will find that his right hand, which is the finger of the sword, is hidden behind him, and the blood dripping from the cracked blood mouth between his wrists is rolling down, soaking through his clothes, and a pool of gorgeous blood flowers is fainted in the moonlight.
Jin Dan male cultivator once again sacrificed the bloodthirsty demon vine, this time, the power of the demon vine skyrocketed, and the yin and evil qi trembled, compared to before, it seemed to be just a cat and mouse teasing.
"Shajin!"
A sudden angry shout stopped the male cultivator's movements, but the charming woman who was fighting with Lin Xiaoxiao was angry now.
Willow eyebrows were upside down, her expression was fierce, she stared at Sha Jin and asked, "You let people go!" ”
Sha Jin looked startled, and looked at the dusty ground, how could there be any disciple demon cultivators, only an empty space remained.
His eyes were like lightning, and he fell far into the eastern sky, and his voice was extremely cruel: "Shaft, dare to escape!" ”
The two looked at each other and their hearts were connected.
Sha Jin made a sudden move, stepped forward, slapped Jiang Fenglai's dantian on the abdomen with a palm, and fiercely swept through his body, lifting half a zhang of earth and stones.
Immediately, his body turned into a fierce wind, and he withdrew with the woman and chased towards the east.
"Jiang Fenglai!"
Lin Xiaoxiao's expression was horrified, she couldn't help but exclaim, endured the severe pain and flew forward, catching Jiang Fenglai, who was paralyzed and fell to the ground.
His thin lips were slightly open, his eyes were scattered, and unstoppable blood gushed out of his mouth, almost black and red, and fell to the ground through the hem of his clothes, gathering into a pool of blood.
Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly took out the healing pill and took it with him, but the blood couldn't be stopped.
She didn't care about the tingling pain from the dantian due to the excessive consumption of aura, and sacrificed the flying magic weapon, not daring to delay at all, entering the maximum amount of aura, and hurried back to Wanxuanmen.
"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer......" She helped Jiang Fenglai to lie down, wiped the blood that kept coming out of the corners of his mouth with her sleeve, and kept muttering and pleading.
"The junior brothers and sisters have all escaped, and the elder brothers have gone to escort them back to the sect, we finally picked up our lives, don't die on the road."
Her voice trembled and weak, faintly crying, as the pride of the sky, she has always been arrogant and powerful, never showing weakness in front of others, even in the face of death and fall, she does not show half of her cowardice, but at this moment she can't restrain herself.
Jiang Fenglai moved his fingers lightly, closed his eyes calmly, and gasped breathlessly: "It's okay, don't cry." ”
Lin Xiaoxiaofeng's eyes turned dizzy, and she hurriedly stuffed another pill into his mouth, holding back her tears, "There are still two days, and we will be able to return to the sect in two days." ”
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The strong palm wind slashed Zhang Zheng's back, she flew out of the three zhang, spit out a mouthful of blood, and smashed into the thick trunk of the tree, smashing the tree from the root and falling to the ground.
The jingling of crisp bells, like a life-threatening ghost, approached step by step.
"Little cutie, why are you running so fast?"
Zhang Zheng lifted his head covered in blood, and the whites of his eyes were stained with blood, and they were red.
"Ahem......"
Before he could speak, he coughed violently, and the cough was heartbreaking, and a little blood foam splashed on the face of the half-bent woman.
The soft and boneless green onion white jade fingers were gently squeezed, and the blood was stained with the fingertips, she leaned close to the tip of her nose and sniffed, her beautiful eyes were half-narrowed, rippling with surprise and intoxication.
"The head of the family guessed correctly, it's really on you."
Sha Jinda strode to her side, looking at the embarrassed Zhang Zheng condescendingly, his palm fell on the Zhuji monk, not to mention dying on the spot, at least he had to lose half his life.
He frowned, "You guy has a tenacious vitality. ”
Then he glanced at the woman with an intoxicated look in her eyes, and her tone was a little teasing: "Don't hurry up and do it, aren't you looking forward to this day and take it to receive merit."
The woman snorted dissatisfiedly, but her hand sped up.
She pulled out a pristine white vial, the translucent body of which was faintly visible as a watery gray-black liquid.
"Vomit ......"
Zhang Zheng avoided the woman's outstretched hand, quickly leaned to the side, bowed his back in an uncomfortable arc, and vomited a large pool of blood clots.
The blood was mixed with black and red fragments of organs, which were dazzling, and the woman waved her hand in disgust, and said angrily: "Tell you to tap and light, fight like this, what can you do when you die later?" What a reckless man. ”
Sha Jin also knew that he was at a loss, so he was silent, complaining in his heart, it wasn't that he was doing anything wrong today, and he met two guys who annoyed him in a row.
Zhang Zheng vomited a large pool of blood, and finally felt that his body was more comfortable, and the vitality was running rapidly, repairing the damage inside his body.
"This sister, wait......"
The woman's anger did not subside, staring at Zhang Zheng's trembling hand to block her, but for her dying's sake, she said tolerantly: "What? Have a last word? ”
Zhang Zheng pulled out a depressed smile, quite open-minded, "Demon Cultivator has tried to kill me repeatedly, can you let me know what it is before I die?" ”
Sha Jin looked at her suspiciously, and wondered, "You still don't know what we killed you?" ”
"Tsk, I almost became a dead ghost, and I don't know why I died."
The woman slowly shook the vial in her hand, stroking the cork gently like a lover, "You have ever thought about where the fragrance of life in your body comes from?" ”
Where did it come from? Zhang Zheng was confused, wasn't it refined by her exercises?
"There is a spirit born in the void, named Jingze, which is one of the first nine days of incarnation, and one of its leaves can be reborn."
"You have the pure leaf we are looking for."
The words fell, without waiting for Zhang Zheng to react, her beautiful eyes were sharp, her right palm turned into a sharp claw, and she smashed into Zhang Zheng's dantian raw, and a big hole was easily broken in her abdomen, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood was like a blowout.
The terrible screams were blocked in his throat and could not be released, Zhang Zheng opened his mouth wide, like a fish on the shore that was dry and lacking water, his facial features were distorted in pain, and his whole body trembled.
The woman neatly pulled out the cork, and the gray-black liquid steamed out, instantly converging into a huge black smoke monster, and rushed towards Zhang Zheng with her teeth and claws, scrambling to burrow into the bloody hole in her abdomen.
The breath that couldn't be more familiar, the sharp pain that couldn't be more familiar, Zhang Zheng's eyes widened, and he was shrouded in black smoke without any resistance, wrapped into a huge black egg.
The woman and Sha Jin flew away the moment the black smoke came out, avoided a hundred miles away, and watched from afar.