Lu Chaoyan squinted at him, withdrew his sword, raised his eyebrows, and smiled half tactfully at the end:

"This evil creature is stained with blood but yet has a beautiful face...... Han Zhou shouldn't be soft-hearted just because this evil thing is three points similar to his junior sister, right? My sister has been dead for many years, and if she really knew that this evil thing looked like her, she would definitely be beaten and scolded by disgusting people. ”

The evil thing that opened and closed his mouth, Sang Ling looked at it coldly, this Lu Chaoyan is not a good thing.

Pull yourself out, use the excuse to test Xie Hanzhou's mind, and turn your head to step on the dead person again.

Tut-tut, it's vicious.

It's just that Xie Hanzhou's attitude is very ordinary, and sure enough, there is something in the eyes of his lover.

After all.

In the next second, Xie Hanzhou's ice-like voice melted a little, and he was a little patient:

"I won't be soft-hearted, evil things should be killed."

I don't know what the two of them said as if no one was around, Xie Hanzhou was taken to say a lot of words, and a lot of vivid emotions appeared on his face.

Lu Chaoyan had already raised the corners of his lips slightly, and walked towards Xie Hanzhou, the blood-stained jade sword was lightly shocked, and the blood-red residual blood slipped down, revealing an icy and jade-clean appearance.

"I know that Han Zhou is dedicated to protecting me, and he hates evil things and demon cultivation the most. It's a pity, Senior Sister Lin Ling went early, so she couldn't accompany us down the mountain to eradicate the evil and travel around to practice. ”

Xie Hanzhou in front of her, his eyes were focused on no one, his posture was arrogant like a sword, Gu Shen was indifferent and powerful, but when he heard the word junior sister, he slowly frowned.

"She is vicious and ruthless by nature, unlike you, don't mention it next time, I don't like it."

Lin Ling?

It seems that in Xie Hanzhou's heart, he is a character who is hated by everyone.

The pain of pinprick worms wandered in the meridians of her limbs, and Sang Ling thought wildly in her mind, and a layer of faint blood mist gradually appeared in front of her.

The setting of the puppet, if the owner dies, the thread will be broken, and the puppet will no longer be restored.

The evil cultivator is dead, and now there is only ...... left

In a haze, Sang Ling felt the cold sword light hit her heart, and in an instant, she was about to penetrate the moonstone in her chest and eradicate the human soul hidden in her moonstone.

"Xianjun, please, don't kill me, don't! I haven't eaten red bean glutinous rice cake yet, I don't want to be a starving ghost, I don't want to ......"

The little white face, pale to the point of almost transparency due to fear or excessive blood loss, and the lips were tiny, opening and closing, and they could not utter a complete sentence begging for mercy.

Xie Hanzhou only glanced at her without emotion.

"Pastry, I've already thrown it away."

Sang Ling was drenched in cold sweat, and her back trembled, but she also realized that the jack talisman that Lu Chaoyan threw at her earlier was losing its effectiveness, and it seemed that it was only a short-term spell.

So she pinched the trick in her hand, and she was never ready to give up on the final blow.

The sword strikes, and the trick is not yet completed.

In an instant, the ground suddenly flashed red, and countless blood characters surfaced from the soil, linking into a formation according to strange laws.

Sang Ling watched in shock as this magic circle appeared, this was definitely not something she pinched out.

"Hum—"

As soon as the formation was formed, Xie Hanzhou only felt a sharp pain in his brain, his aura was sluggish, and the Moon Frost Sword could no longer stab.

Even Lu Chaoyan, who was not far away, was imprisoned in place, unable to break free.

Holding the sword in his hand, he sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the evil cultivator who should have died just now.

I saw that the person who had obviously swallowed his breath was still breathing, lying on the ground, and his hands were covered with blood

Something is drawn on it.

Lu Chaoyan also blurted out:

"He's not dead!"

The evil cultivator withdrew his finger from the last rune, slowly got up from the ground, and grinned.

"Of course I'm not dead, if I do, how can I enjoy the spiritual power and talent of the two best disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect? Soon, everything for you will be mine, hahahaha! One day, I will trample under your feet all the disciples of the sect who look down on evil cultivators! Stomp under my feet! ”

The hideous bloody mouth was open in his throat, it should have been a fatal blow, but he had no effect, laughing maniacally, the bloody wound, involved and trembling, hideous and terrifying.

Sang Ling was stunned.

Can you still not die like this?

And this formation on the ground?

In a flash in her mind, she suddenly remembered that some time ago, the evil cultivator had been nesting on the cave floor and drawing strange words, writing and wiping, and now she thought about it like a rune, and then she never saw it again, and it was not the evil cultivator who gave up at all.

Instead, he had already completed the formation at all!

It's just that the formation that only has the last step left is hidden, and the formation can be stirred up only after the last few runes are completed

Live.

Sang Ling glared at the evil cultivator hatefully, this melon skin is also powerful enough, and he actually concealed it in front of him!

In the afterglow, he swept Xie Hanzhou and Lu Chaoyan, who were bound by the formation, a smug smile swayed at the corner of his mouth, and his fingers stroked the ribs that were broken and forked out of the skin-

She didn't know whether she should be glad that her ribs were broken by Lu Zhaoyan.

That palm also slapped her out of the rune range, otherwise if she was injured like this, it is estimated that the last bit of flesh and blood on her body would be sucked dry.

In front of him were countless bands of free spiritual energy, like silver swimming fish swimming freely within the formation, connecting Xie Hanzhou and the evil cultivator in a line.

It's dreamlike, beautiful and harmless.

But in Sang Ling's opinion, this formation was absolutely powerful—at this time, the faces of several people in the formation were diametrically opposite in an instant.

However, the kung fu bones of half a cup of tea, the evil cultivator's cheeks are plump and ruddy, and his eyes are bright, on the other hand, Xie Hanzhou's state is already visible to the naked eye, his black hair is scattered, and his breath is turbid.

Lu Chaoyan looked at her for the time being, but it was impossible for the evil cultivator to let her go.

Xie Hanzhou was trapped in place, and he said half-loudly:

"Heavenly Desire Illusion Demon Array, it is rumored that this formation can absorb all the flesh and soul of the monks in the magic circle and turn it into its own use." His eyes fell on the junction of several gray and not smooth formations, "Huh? The aura of this magic circle is not thick, and it seems to be a broken version. ”

Lu Chaoyan's tone was surprised and a little impatient:

"Even if it is mutilated, it is not allowed to be passed on to the world, and the ancestors have long since destroyed it because it was too cruel and violated the way of heaven, and it was forbidden to circulate. Who has the audacity? Blatantly violating the iron laws of the cultivation realm? ”

When the evil cultivator heard this, he was even more rampant and hateful:

"What is cruel, what is against the way of heaven, if I am the strongest in the world, who of you will dare to say half a word! When the time comes, I will make the iron law of the cultivation realm! ”

The evil cultivator seemed to be enraged, and raised his hand to pinch the trick a few times, and the swimming fish in the magic circle became more numerous, and the cold sweat on Xie Hanzhou's forehead was already dense.

Sang Ling glanced at him, rolled his eyes, forcibly endured the sharp pain in his ribs, lifted his breath and got up, and turned around and fled while no one was paying attention.

The formation of evil cultivation sounds very powerful, Xie Hanzhou and Lu Chaoyan are contained, and they will definitely not be able to tell the winner for a while, so when will they not run at this time?

Xie Hanzhou always shouted at himself and shouted to kill, if they won the evil cultivator, he would be a dead end.

If the evil cultivator wins, according to his selfish and vicious nature, he will definitely not let himself enjoy the blessings, and if he encounters this kind of pursuit and killing in the future, he will be the first to block the knife!

"Hee-hee, if the string is broken, I won't be controlled by anyone! I won't play with you anymore, just fight for your life and death, and it's best to end up together. ”

A few difficult jumps, and there was blood foam between her mouth and nose breathing, but Sang Ling still felt happy, a kind of happiness that was about to be free.

In front of him was a towering dense forest, and before the smug smile on the corner of Sang Ling's mouth rose, he felt a sudden gust of cold wind in the air behind him.

A dangerous intuition rushed up his back, and under the instinctive reaction, Sang Ling hurriedly retreated in embarrassment, and wanted to kick his legs.

Unexpectedly, there was a long rope that could swim on its own, and when I saw Sang Ling turn around, the rope was also a turn, and it went back to the side, and Sang Ling was tied firmly in one breath.

Sang Ling couldn't help but want to burst into foul language:

"The culprit is the evil cultivator, and I am just instructed by him! You just arrest him, why don't you let me go! ”

The monk's ear power was amazing, Lu Chaoyan naturally didn't hear it, she only stared at Sang Ling indifferently, revealing a sneer.

"Carving insect skills, and you want to come to me to make ugly? Bundle the fairy rope! Return! ”

Drinking loudly, the endlessly retractable bundle of immortal ropes threw Sang Ling in the direction of Lu Chaoyan.

When Sang Ling struggled, he only felt a hard slap on his shoulder, and a terrifying suction instantly smashed himself into the ground covered with runes, unable to move.

But Lu Chaoyan was a little bit at his feet, and when he was replaced, he escaped from the magic circle with a wrong body.

Meanwhile.

I don't know what Xie Hanzhou did, not only did Lu Chaoyan break free from the shackles of the magic circle, but even Xie Hanzhou also recovered his aura, and he was raising his sword to stab at the evil cultivator in the center.

In the other party's unbelievable eyes, the sword snorted and pierced the heart of the evil cultivator, blood gushed like a spring, and the next moment, the evil cultivator fell to the ground on his back, his face was full of unwillingness, this time he was really dead and couldn't die anymore.

Sang Ling was startled and hurriedly rolled into the distance, but the blood still splashed on her cheeks.

"Me, me? Can I move? The formation failed? ”

But there is still a formation of swimming fish in front of him, indicating that the formation has not been broken.

Sang Ling didn't have time to think about it, why the owner of the magic circle was dead, but the magic circle was still not broken, and he originally became a sacrifice in place of Lu Chaoyan and was bound by the formation, but now with the death of the evil cultivator, he can move again.

In the next second, a blue-white sword light flashed in front of his eyes, and the astonishing aura, with the terrifying momentum of a landslide, actually broke through the formation with a single sword.

It was Xie Hanzhou.

The first rookie among the tens of thousands of monks in the cultivation realm!

The one in the cultivation realm who is most likely to become an immortal.

Sang Ling tightened her skin pitifully, and when the rope was pulled back just now, she was slapped again by Lu Chaoyan, a black conscience, and now she really didn't have the strength to get up.

I didn't expect Xie Hanzhou to win this battle, his cultivation has reached this level?

Isn't he going to die soon?

Sang Ling, who had an intuition that the dog's life was in danger, had a face like ashes, but she had to squeeze out the last bit of strength to wipe her face, even if she died, she had to have a decent appearance.

"I don't know if anyone will collect my body after I die, so I can't trouble others......"