Murong Xue's body trembled, and she kept running exercises to suppress the black qi in her body, but she couldn't completely suppress it, but instead her combat power dropped to half of it, and her face became more and more bruised, looking like she was deeply poisoned.

"In that case, then you can obediently become my food, haha!" The gray-clothed old monster laughed loudly, his body shook slightly, the gray light shone, and a ghost figure appeared from behind him, enveloping him, about to swoop down and devour Murong Xue.

"You dare!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from a distance, and with his soul power, it spread all over the four directions, and it was Han Feng's voice.

The gray-clothed old monster sneered, looked up at the source of the sound, and saw a long rainbow flying quickly, but it was still nearly ten thousand miles away, and he opened his mouth and snorted: "Hey, another little guy in the Returning Yuan Realm, he dares to come and disturb this seat!

As he spoke, the ghost figure behind him was even more condensed, dressed in a gray robe, with narrow cheeks and a fair complexion, looking like a middle-aged man, but at this moment, he suddenly grinned, revealing two sharp fangs, making a gloomy gurgling sound, and attacked Murong Xue.

Murong Xue frowned, after hearing Han Feng's voice, a flash of urgency flashed in her eyes, and she immediately took a strong breath, ignoring the chaotic ghost qi in her body, she stood up with her sword, and suddenly slashed out a sword light, the sword intent was long, and white lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the gray-clothed old monster one by one.

The gray-clothed old monster screamed, stretched out his hand to probe forward, and the huge ghost figure behind him also kept pace with his movements, stretching out a big hand that covered the sky, and the ghostly aura was swirling, and it suddenly slapped on the snow-white lotus flowers in the sky, instantly causing most of the snow-white lotus flowers to crack and burst.

The rest of the dozens of snow-white lotus flowers also quickly became dim, and they were about to completely wither, at this moment, Murong Xue's forehead suddenly lit up, and a light sword appeared, immediately setting off a violent sword intent, those snow-white lotus flowers seemed to be nourished, and in the blink of an eye, they returned to the same as before, more prosperous in the past, and what is even more amazing is that they began to differentiate, two in one life, two in three, the cycle repeatedly, and in a short time, it formed a momentum that filled the sky, layer upon layer, dense, and the light was like snow, dazzling.

The gray-clothed old monster showed a solemn look on his face for the first time, his hands pinched, and the ghost behind him suddenly floated, quickly becoming larger, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a thousand zhang tall, covering the heaven and earth, and a palm poked out, there were dozens of zhang in size, setting off a violent storm, making the snow-white lotus flowers in the sky collapse together, making a crisp sound.

Murong Xue's figure retreated again and again, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but overflow with black blood, but she still persisted, her forehead became brighter, and the lightsaber became more and more brilliant, burning like a fire。

It's just that each of those snow-white lotus flowers is condensed by sword intent, and after being broken, it can still form a huge lethality, and every time it is killed, it gradually makes the ghost shadow dim.

The gray-clothed old monster snorted coldly, and the giant ghost shadow shrank, instantly turning into the size of a hundred zhang, and then slapped a palm suddenly, bursts of ghostly aura filled the air, and the void let out a ghostly cry sound, and the cold air seemed to seep out of the netherworld, and the whole world became gloomy, like the end of the world, which made people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

A look of panic flashed in Murong Xue's eyes, the other party's palm was the Netherworld Palm, she had suffered serious injuries under this move before, and she had not been able to heal so far, and even the remaining ghost qi in her body had a tendency to intensify.

And at this moment, the gray-clothed old monster is a ghostly palm cast by a giant ghost, the power is even more amazing, the void seems to be about to be unable to withstand the pressure, slightly bent, refracting light, and colorful astigmatism appears, which makes people frightened!

Murong Xue's body retreated violently, and at the same time, the light saber at the center of his eyebrows emitted a hundred zhang of light, and snow-white lotus flowers appeared out of thin air around him, rushing towards the other party one after another, trying to block his Nether Palm.

However, before the thousands of snow-white lotus flowers could touch the entity of the Nether Palm, they were overwhelmed by the distorted light and the diffuse ghostly qi around it, and they did not even bubble out, and they disappeared and disappeared.

Murong Xue couldn't bear it anymore, and spit out a mouthful of blood again, the blood was thick and black, and the black gas was swirling, and it seemed that the injury was even more serious.

The lightsaber at the center of her eyebrows suddenly dimmed, the sword intent in the sky subsided, and the snow-white lotus flowers no longer appeared out of thin air, and it was even more difficult to resist the attack of the Netherworld Palm with the remaining lotus flowers alone, which could be described as a retreat, and it seemed that she was going to be devoured by the Netherworld Palm in the next moment.

"I didn't expect that I would fall here!" Murong Xue let out a light sigh in her heart, but her face was as calm as water, and there was no negative emotion.

Rao is like this, she still didn't give up, even if her body was shaky, she tried her best to urge the lightsaber at the center of her eyebrows to shine, release the sword intent, and give birth to white lotus in the void, resisting the ghost palm of the gray-clothed old monster.

After a while, she spat out a mouthful of black blood again, her eyes became dim, and she could no longer support the lightsaber at the center of her eyebrows, and it suddenly dissipated, and disappeared into her soul sea.

"Die!"

The gray-clothed old monster had already become angry, and he no longer thought about whether to eat Murong Xue alive, and killed her in one fell swoop, so as not to cause trouble.

At this moment, an ellipsoid emitting black light suddenly slanted in from a distance, directly crashing into the ghostly aura pervasive range of the Nether Palm, and immediately set off a wave of waves.

All the ghost qi couldn't stop this ellipsoid, and it was instantly dissolved by its black light, as if it was born to restrain each other, and if one couldn't breathe, a passage the size of a zhang appeared in the range where the ghost qi permeated, reaching the body of the Netherworld Palm.

In the next moment, the ellipsoid slammed into the body of the Nether Palm, and it exploded instantly, and the terrifying black flames spread in all directions, burning most of the ghost qi and crackling.

Nether Palm, extinguish!

The gray-clothed old monster was frightened, his wrinkled eyes flashed a strange green light, he turned his head to look into the distance, only to see that the long rainbow was getting closer and closer, and in a few breaths, a figure appeared in front of him, cutting horizontally between him and Murong Xue, firmly protecting Murong Xue.

At this time, Murong Xue was in a state of half-awake and half-unconscious, trying to open her eyes and see, she could vaguely see the back of this person, wearing a set of light blue robes of the three-leaf gate.

It's Han Feng!