The demon lord was very angry when he saw Ziyan's half-dead appearance, he gritted his teeth: "Where are you from a nameless junior, I will take the ice spirit body and my subordinates with me today." ”

The masked man chuckled, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this." ”

He held Mo Jiyu firmly in one hand, and a pitch-black stick in the other, with an inscription shining with golden light engraved on it.

The demon lord was slightly stunned when he saw this weapon, he looked at the man with the mask with a bad face, and said with some fear: "Did you come out of the sea of delusions?"

The man in the mask nodded his head delusionally and sneered, "What's the matter?"

The Demon Lord's hand clenched his blood-colored magic sword, and he was afraid of the mysterious man in front of him. There are two forbidden places in the Shenlong Continent, one is the sea of delusion, and the other is the deep sea abyss. All the monks who entered these two forbidden places, no matter how high their cultivation was, never returned, and even a Mahayana monk could not come out.

And the man in front of him actually entered the Sea of Delusion and came out intact, and even got a pillar of the bottom of the sea in the Sea of Delusion. With his own strength, he can't be defeated at all, but this innate ice spirit body is unattainable for him, and he really can't give up.

The Demon Lord's eyes became blood-red, the patterns on his face were cracked and oozing black blood, and the blood-colored magic sword he was holding made a ghostly cry sound, and the flesh and blood on Mo Jiyu's body just now made the magic sword become more eager for the flesh and blood of high-level monks, and it continued to flash with blood-colored light.

"What you cultivated turned out to be the blood demon skill that the demon cultivator despised the most, but I didn't expect to become the demon master, your master is also the demon master, is it the wing back wind?"

The demon lord's anger gradually surged, and he was angry that delusion despised his master like this, his eyes stared at Mo Jiyu in delusion's arms, and said viciously: "If you have the ability, you will kill me, otherwise I will sooner or later catch the woman in your arms and make it into a ding furnace and achieve my blood demon skills." ”

"Really?" Delusion said lightly, the delusion pillar in his hand immediately divided into dozens, and then flew to firmly block the demon lord, all the inscriptions on the pillar floated in the air, and the inscriptions shining with golden light flew into the demon lord's body one by one.

Hearing the demon lord's roar of pain, the blood-colored magic sword he was holding fell from his weak hand, and he only felt that the meridians in his body were broken inch by inch, and the flesh and blood were also twisted into a ball, and the dantian began to crack.

The demon lord was half-kneeling on the ground and suppressed the sharp pain of life and death all over his body, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the delusions in mid-air, unable to imagine how unfathomable this man's cultivation was.

Delusion looked at the demon lord's difficult breathing like a dead dog, and evoked a contemptuous smile: "Why, this is the first layer of the exercise can't bear it, you apprentice deserves a little failure." ”

Seeing that he belittled himself so much, the demon lord was even more angry, and the skin on the outside began to seep blood, he took out a life talisman given by the master, and said the spell with difficulty.

It didn't take it seriously to see where the demon lord was chanting the incantation, and he didn't plan to deal with the demon lord's apprentice, so he turned a blind eye to the demon lord's escape.

When the demon lord disappeared in place, he rolled Ziyan several rolls with iron chains and put them in his storage space.

He lowered his head to look at Mo Jiyu, who was pale and still had blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and sighed lightly: "If you hadn't happened to pass by here, you would have died, little girl." ”

Delusional fed her a few good healing pills, and while saying indecent and disrespectful, he uncovered Mo Jiyu's clothes, looking at the large blur of flesh and blood on his chest, he couldn't help but be stunned, according to this little girl's beauty, I am afraid that I will wake up for a long time.

Thinking like this, he changed to a bottle of healing medicine, the kind that promised not to leave a scar, and then carefully applied the medicine.

He took Mo Jiyu to an inn and asked for an upper room, he put the girl on the bed, took off her shoes, untied her simple bun, and lay on the soft collapse next to her, thinking nonsense: Is Mo Jiyu's face real, is it a tearful mole under his eyes, or is it now lifeless?

On the side of the Cangyun faction, Lin Wangyue, who received the news of Mo Jiyu, was very anxious, the little junior sister was attacked by the demon cultivator, and sent a message to himself to save her, but now that the situation of the sect is that he can't go away at all, when he was in distress, Chen Ningran appeared, she looked at Lin Wangyue's anxious appearance, and said softly and firmly: "Senior brother, let me save the little junior sister!"

Lin Wangyue looked at her with some surprise, and said very seriously: "Senior sister, have you decided? Didn't you promise that the family would not go out of the mountain again in this life?"

"But Senior Brother, you can't leave the sect at all now, Senior Brother Ji and Rushuang also went to the Chiyan Valley, which is far away, and Senior Brother Lin has also gone out, and now only I can save Senior Sister!" Chen Ningran said firmly.

"But?" Lin Wangyue still hesitated, "After all, you 。。。。。 ”

"Senior brother, I know what you have to say, but junior sister is very important to us. Chen Ningran looked at Lin Wangyue, her eyes were full of determination, "I have been very happy with my little junior sister in the past few years, so I rarely think about the past. Isn't it the same for Senior Brother, when you came, Senior Brother, you cut off your love roots for the Cangyun Sect and cultivated the Ruthless Dao, if it weren't for the little junior sister, I wouldn't have seen the smile on your face. ”

Lin Wangyue also made up his mind, he looked at Chen Ningran, and said very seriously: "Senior sister, I hope you can save your junior sister on this trip, and those who come to find trouble, senior brother, I will definitely clean it up for you." ”

"Thank you, brother. Chen Ningran said softly, his always gentle face full of tenacity. For the sake of the little junior sister, even if she has to do her best to cultivate, she must save the little junior sister.

Mo Jiyu, who was being talked about by her senior brothers and sisters, was sleeping in the inn, she fell into a deep nightmare, and saw the red eyes and the sword stained with blood piercing her chest, and involuntarily shouted.

The delusion was woken up by Mo Jiyu's movement, he got out of the bed and walked quickly to Mo Jiyu's side, looking at her with her eyes closed and sweating profusely and looking panicked and scared, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Until a hand grabbed his wrist, he raised his eyes, just met Mo Jiyu's confused eyes, and showed a reassuring smile after seeing his face: "Ji Chu, you are here!", and then continued to sleep.

Delusional was stunned for a long time by this 'Ji Chu' shout, he stared at Mo Jiyu's sleeping face, and felt a little sad for some reason, this little girl, obviously she didn't care about it at the beginning, but now she was sad for a name.

He involuntarily touched his lips, and snorted coldly, he really couldn't believe seeing a woman who loved one!