Jun Cha looked at the situation that had already become a foregone conclusion at this time, and there was no doubt that Wei Shengyu had no tendency to reverse.

Although Xin Zi has power in the Shenbo Palace, he is insignificant compared to Yuanying Daojun.

Holding the long knife on the ground tightly, Jun Cha frowned and looked at Wei Shengyu's back.

The key point is still on Wei Shengyu.

Xin Zi still has a little relationship with these Yuanying Daojun, and she hasn't done anything hurtful to them, as long as she quickly cuts off the relationship with Wei Shengyu, and then pulls her at the right time, Yuanying Daojun will probably let her go under his sanity.

But it's a bit troublesome to let this Xin Zi cut off this relationship, and there is this guy He Sang watching from the side.

Suddenly, a voice came into Jun Cha's brain. Jun Cha bowed silently and clenched the long knife.

Several Yuanying Daojun surrounded Wei Shengyu, with hesitation in their eyes, but they were quickly replaced by killing intent.

Not killing Wei Shengyu is not only because of the old man of Jian Xin, but also because of another reason, that is, Wei Shengshen once left Wei Shengyu one thing before he died, three soul-binding needles.

The biggest effect of the Soul Binding Needle is to bind the soul and destroy the soul, or you can ignore the gap in cultivation to bind the soul and destroy the soul.

It's simply a must-have for assassination.

It's also thanks to Wei Shengyu's imperial technique that he learned very well, he knows how to hold the soul binding needle to balance and save his life, and he also knows how to borrow the people's hearts to save his life, and he has been carefully wandering between several Yuan Ying Daojun.

And although a few people were so confused by micro-life that they couldn't advance, they didn't want to even be reincarnated after death.

Coupled with the alleviation of Jian Xin, he turned a blind eye and let Wei Shengyu survive, emptying his power.

Sooner or later, something like this will happen.

Wei Shengyu used a hairband to collect the black hair that was sprinkled before he came out, and at this time, he had a dozen loose black hair, with his current weak figure, wrapped in white clothes and slender body, but also had a sick beauty.

The pretty girl in goose yellow clothes stared at several Yuanying Daojun, and stared deeply at Wei Shengyu, there was an indescribable emotion in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes revealed that she could not be checked and felt red.

Suppressing the pain of the heart, he squeezed his other hand until he pinched the hand red, leaving fingerprints, and then he was unable to let go slowly, and his face showed a little hideous.

One tear, two tears slowly left from the eyelids, and the girl opened her eyes again, her eyes were already full of tears, and the crying pear blossoms brought rain.

The girl pleaded with a sobbing sound, slammed, and knelt at the feet of one of Lu Feng, her white and tender little hands desperately grasping the hem of someone's clothes.

"Uncles and uncles, Wei Shengyu is my childhood sweetheart who grew up, please let him go, it's Wei Shengshen who did wrong, not Wei Shengyu, please, please......"

Wei Shengyu closed his eyes in pain, if he could, he would have preferred that she would not need to kneel down to get out of this predicament, but only if they automatically threw her out of the predicament, she could be saved.

Lu Feng looked at this affectionate girl, although there was sympathy in his eyes, but thinking of himself and his family, Weisheng Yu would die, and the Weisheng royal family would not die today, and they would have to die tomorrow.

The bony hand put on the girl's thin arm, and with a click, the hand that pulled the girl to the hem of her clothes was broken, and the girl's hand hung down softly, and the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing.

This time Xin Zi really hurts, and it hurts without acting.

Lu Feng threw people out mercilessly.

Friendship is rare, but it is not a good thing to let the tiger return to the mountain. killed Wei Shengyu, and then killed Xin Zi, so that the two of them could be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks underneath.

Xin Zi was thrown out, and Jun Cha's long knife cut a long mark on the ground, and slashed at He Sang, who was robbing him with a knife.

He Sang, who was shocked by the sword, retreated again and again, Jun Cha bit his lip and smiled provocatively at He Sang.

Let you rob me of someone!

This knife Jun Cha used all his strength, grabbed Xin Zi's waist, and Jun Cha hurriedly led people to run.

The moment he received the person, three silver needles were thrown out of Wei Shengyu's sleeve and headed towards the three Yuanying Daojun, and the silver needles emitted a terrifying dark light.

Suddenly, Wei Shengyu didn't know what to throw, and with a loud bang, a silver needle took the opportunity to sink into the body of a Yuanying Daojun, and soon a green smoke came out, and it dispersed in a flash.

A primordial monk died under the Soul Binding Needle.

Jun Cha's pupils shrank.

"Only one is true!"

The other two people pinched the fake in their hands, and a palm was like a micro-sheng attack.

Sitting on Nanli's back, pulling on the tail of the fire charm that returned to the body, Juncha settled Xin Zi, buckled the long knife, and swung out the knife qi to block the attack behind him, and conveyed his divine thoughts to Nanli.

He Sang looked at the two people on Suzaku's back with a pair of different eyes evilly, rumbling, and the evil thing raised in the Shenbo Palace came out.

A group of evil creatures, counting carefully, there are more than a dozen, some big and some small, with strange appearances, but they are all ugly.

The evil creatures that exuded evil qi all over their bodies went on a rampage, and they bit when they saw people, and some of the low-level monks who were on duty in the Shenbo Palace couldn't dodge, and were directly crushed into flesh, and some were directly cut off by sharp teeth, and warm blood sprayed out of their fragile bodies.

The two remaining Yuanying Daojun frowned and looked at this group of evil things, how could He Sang afford the backlash of this group of evil things?

Evil things are not easy to raise, raising one is already the maximum of monks, and He Sang actually raised a group.

Suddenly, Lu Feng and the other Dao Jun's eyes changed when they looked at He Sang, and they thought it was an ant that was not to be feared......

Jun Cha didn't expect that Hesang would be able to withstand the backlash of a group of evil things.

He Sang looked at everyone's faint jealousy, and there was a secret fanaticism in his heart.

See, these people are afraid of you, and it is not a bad thing for you to have evil spirits, but you have become a strong man.

With a wave of his big hand, half of the evil things came towards Jun Cha, and the other half surrounded Yuan Ying Daojun.

One or two evil things are easy to solve, but a group of evil things is not easy to solve, because the survival of evil things mainly depends on fresh flesh and blood and by absorbing the evil energy of their companions.

As soon as they rushed in, this group of things had already eaten a lot of people, and there were similar people around, so if they couldn't beat it, they grabbed a piece of meat and chewed it on the same kind of body, and immediately recovered.

It's just that the evil things that are eaten are naturally fused and disappeared, and the rest are stronger evil things.

Jun Cha scooped Xin Zi and stuffed her into the arms of the fire charm, and looked straight at the evil thing that was about to bite Nanli's beautiful finch tail with apricot eyes.

"Help me take care of her. ”

And with a single sword, he cut off the head of the evil creature.

He Sang naturally knew that they were going to escape, so a silver wire shot out of his sleeve and wrapped it around Juncha's waist, and with a hard pull, he was about to tear Juncha off.

Ten thousand years of heavenly silk, even the long knife given by Yuan Ling could not be cut, and Jun Cha's figure was taken down at once.

The foul-smelling mouths below are waiting for Jun Cha, and their paws are welcoming Jun Cha.

Jun Cha tried his best to release the most knife qi he could release, forming a barrier for himself.

The long, thin knife was plunged into the brain of an evil creature, and with another pump, a thin spray of green blood slowly left behind the top of the evil creature's head.

The fragrance of the same kind stimulated other evil things, rushing up, Jun Cha against the stench, the long knife against the ground, the sword light and sword shadow, a bright color rushed out of the black jungle, dragging the long knife, looking at the things behind him bloodthirsty.

For this, a large piece of flesh on the arm and thigh was eaten by the evil thing, and the eerie white bones were exposed.

The tyrannical Jun Cha clasped the hilt of the knife bloodthirstily, his teeth trembled, and he actually rushed towards the evil thing regardless of the injuries on his body and the outnumbered enemies.

Sitting on Nan Li's back and protecting Xin Zi's fire charm, she suddenly saw that this girl was not dying, but she actually threw herself into the net and rushed into the evil thing, and her mouth couldn't stand it, and she couldn't stand scolding.

He Sang was startled at first when he saw such a change, and then as if he had heard something, he picked his tongue, and a pair of different pupils quickly alternated between light and shadow.

"It turned out to be of the same kind. ”