Mo Jiyu saw those terrifying-looking ghosts and skeletons running and hurting people in the crowd, and the mask on his face didn't know where to run for a long time, revealing a bloodless pale face.

She was so frightened that she couldn't move, and she looked like a lost child.

Yan Gexing knew that she was afraid of these things, and this performance was obviously frightened, so he hurriedly hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, not afraid." ”

He raised his head and looked at the three Demon Cultivation Elders, it turned out that the Demon Cultivator had been waiting for an opportunity to move and had been dormant for two years, and now he should have seen that the Immortal Cultivation Realm had lowered its vigilance against the Demon Cultivator and made a comeback.

Moreover, the demon cultivation is a blood sacrifice in this way, so such a large amount of money must increase the cultivation of the wing return wind. He clenched the magic sword in his hand, even if the cultivation on his body could only exert three layers, he would destroy this blood array, otherwise the people of the whole city would become the resentful souls under this blood sacrifice.

"Little crucian carp, you stay here for a while, and I'll solve those three demon cultivators. He whispered in her ear.

"But your strength can't defeat these three demon cultivators, so you can only send them to death in vain!" Mo Jiyu grabbed his sleeve and said quickly.

Although Yan Gexing's talent is extremely good, his cultivation is never very high, and he is no match for these three demon cultivation elders.

"But there are still so many people, we can't let them be killed by these demon cultivators. He grabbed Mo Jiyu's hand and asked her to let go of his sleeve, turned around and went to the three demon cultivators with his sword in hand.

Mo Jiyu choked, she looked at the frightened people with desperate faces, and bit her lip.

These demon cultivators don't treat people as human beings at all, they treat these people as items for their own cultivation, and they are also here and in Stone City.

She plucked up her courage and decided to eradicate these three heinous demonic cultivators as well.

Yan Gexing was right, he must definitely stop the completion of this great array, otherwise not only the people in this city but even the two of them will die.

She summoned the Ice Condensation Sword, held it tightly in her hand, and flew towards the place where the three demon cultivators were, those fierce ghosts and skeletons attacked her one after another, and she quickly slashed these disgusting things with a sword.

The three demon cultivators and Yan Gexing struggled for a while, and when they saw that although this person's cultivation was not high, he was very difficult, and when he felt a little tricky, a woman holding a peerless magic sword appeared at this time.

And the momentum of that woman is extraordinary, she must be a high-level monk, so she must be careful to deal with.

The old man in the wheelchair watched Mo Jiyu come with a sword, and hurriedly instructed the spirit banner to recall those powerful ghosts, and those powerful ghosts surrounded Mo Jiyu, all with terrifying faces and miserable deaths.

They also let out ghost screams one by one, and the sound was so harsh that they could burst the eardrums, and those voices were so noisy that people were dizzy and confused in front of their eyes.

Mo Jiyu was surrounded by these powerful ghosts, she was afraid in her heart, a trace of cold sweat broke out on her head, she took a deep breath, and slashed it with a sword.

Those fierce ghosts were cut off by the waist, but they were re-glued together, and one after another rushed towards Mo Jiyu, Mo Jiyu took the ice condensation sword and slashed these fierce ghosts indiscriminately, but these fierce ghosts all showed that terrifying and bloody face in front of her eyes, she really couldn't stand this kind of torture, and closed her eyes and slashed indiscriminately.

And the old man in the wheelchair obviously didn't expect this high-ranking monk to be afraid of ghosts, and his face showed a hint of joy, and he hurriedly increased his attack on Mo Jiyu, pointing directly at Mo Jiyu's heart.

Yan Gexing turned around and saw this scene, and he was so anxious that he hurriedly pinched the law to make a decision, and the demon cultivator who was blowing the bone flute and beating the human skin drum watched Yan Gexing go to save the high-level monk, and hurriedly turned to attack Mo Jiyu.

When the three attacks were about to hit Mo Jiyu, Yan Gexing suddenly appeared and hugged her into his arms, he was attacked three times on his back, his throat was sweet, and his mouth was filled with this rich smell of blood.

These three attacks consumed the only remaining thirty percent of the mana in his body, hurting his body, and there was a pain in his back, and even his spine began to ache.

But he still patted her on the back and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

Mo Jiyu buried his head deep in his arms, and the whole person trembled and hugged his waist tightly.

Yan Gexing, who was touched by the wound, snorted, he had never suffered such severe pain in his life.

And Mo Jiyu also felt the wetness on her hands, and could smell the smell of blood on Yan Gexing's body, her heart trembled fiercely, and her eyes turned red.

He was so badly injured to protect himself, and what could he do for him, what could he do for these people who were struggling on the brink of life and death?

She only knew that she was going to take him out, and her hand stained with Yan Gexing's blood slowly clenched, and she raised her eyes to look at the three smiling demon cultivators with rampant faces, and made up her mind.

She hurriedly pinched a method and went to a hidden place, carefully leaned Yan Gexing against the wall, opened Yan Gexing's mouth and poured him the best healing pill.

She looked at Yan Gexing's eyes closed and she was so weak that she was about to pass out, she said softly but firmly, "Brother Yan, I will take you out." ”

She suddenly pulled out the ice needles inserted in her two wrists, and the two ice needles turned into powder in her hands, and the cultivation that had been suppressed on her body began to soar.

She tore a light veil off her sleeve and blindfolded herself, so that as long as she couldn't see the ghosts and skeletons, she had nothing to fear.

Mo Jiyu walked out with the Ice Condensation Sword, the momentum on her body was fully opened, she held the Ice Condensation Sword with both hands, plunged it into the ground fiercely, gritted her teeth and said: "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting." ”

I saw that the sky was snowing one after another, it was impossible to snow in this season, and Mo Xiu looked at this woman with full momentum in surprise and fear, it could snow in such a large area, and this woman's cultivation was still far from being comparable to them.

Those terrible ghost skeletons were frozen, and those people were also protected by the ice wall that rose from the ground, and the blood-colored barrier and large array were frozen hard, like a piece of glass.

And the three demon cultivators actually felt that their blood began to slowly turn cold, a piercing cold crawled from under their feet to the top of their heads, and their teeth chattered with cold, and they realized at this time that this woman had not given them a chance to escape from the beginning.

Mo Jiyu held the Ice Condensation Sword, raised his head and stared at the three demon cultivators, and whispered a broken word, and the ice wall that was frozen with the white bones of the powerful ghosts exploded one after another, falling to the ground and turning into a pool of blood.

The blood-colored barrier that was frozen in ice was also shattered, and most of the blood array hanging over his head was also shattered, and this blood sacrifice had failed.

And those people were desperate one by one, but suddenly a person appeared and pulled them back from the brink of death, and one by one they immediately cried with joy.

She pulled out the Ice Condensation Sword suddenly, and the cultivation on her body had spent most of her time in order to freeze thousands of miles, and in order to solve these demon cultivators, she cut her wrist at once, and the blood dyed the sword body red, and the patterns on the sword body showed the general vision of flames burning after sucking the blood.

Mo Jiyu touched her wrist to seal the wound, and rushed towards the three demon cultivators with a sword in her red eyes, she stabbed the old man sitting in the wheelchair with a sword, and smashed the spirit flag with two ice balls, and crushed the bone exorcism bell with one of her feet.

He also threw out a few ice needles to freeze the two demon cultivators who wanted to escape.

And the two demon cultivators who were sealed by her with ice needles in the meridian dantian could only watch the woman come over with a sword, and her light-colored clothes were stained with some blood, looking like a dark night Shura.

And they could only watch with wide eyes as Mo Jiyu directly destroyed their dantian with his sword, and didn't even give them a chance to let out a cry of pain.

Mo Jiyu threw the three demon cultivators and their magic weapons together, and slashed them with a sword, and the three people and the magic weapons all turned into a pile of powder.

And she looked up at the half-destroyed blood array, and another sword slashed past, and the large array shattered into small pieces of ice and fell.

Seeing that everything was settled, Mo Jiyu hurriedly took out several bottles of Restoration Pill from the bracelet and poured them in, and unlocked the ice walls that protected the people, and then went to find Yan Gexing.

When the people saw that they had survived, they wept bitterly for the rest of their lives, and after crying for a while, they remembered the monk who had saved them just now, and after looking around, they found that the man had long since left.

Mo Jiyu spat out a mouthful of blood, and just released all the suppressed cultivation at once, destroying the large array refined by the three elders of the demon cultivator with one fell swoop, and also lost some blood, which added up to weaken his body.

Her eyes were black, and she endured the pain of her blood and qi surging up, and used the Ice Condensation Sword to support her body and move in the direction of Yan Gexing.

She looked at Yan Gexing, who was leaning against the wall and unconscious, the tears that she had been holding back fell all of a sudden, she hurriedly moved over, squatted down with her sword, and gently slapped Yan Gexing's face: "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, wake up quickly?"

After calling for a while, Yan Gexing still didn't move, Mo Jiyu felt scared and hurriedly called the system.

Mo Jiyu: System, what's wrong with Yan Gexing?

System: He's just very badly injured, and he's going to have to recuperate for a year and a half.

Mo Jiyu: But four months is the big competition of the sect, and he can only be sent to death like this.

System: Then only by giving him a drop of your heart's blood, the injury can be better, enough to support him to the sect Dabi.

Mo Jiyu listened to the system's words, turned into an ice knife with mana and stabbed it into her heart, blood flowed down the ice blade, and she quickly covered her hand with a thin layer of ice to catch the blood.

She took out the ice blade to seal the wound on her heart, and trembled and fed the few drops of heart blood into Yan Gexing's mouth.

She also rested against the wall for a while, until she heard Yan Gexing's weak voice sound: "I want to know how long your birthday is?"

Mo Jiyu didn't expect him to ask such a question, but tears fell down with a smile: "May 19." ”

Yan Gexing smiled at her and fainted again.