Without any hesitation, he pounced on Bai Yuelu, who was close by.

He was like a blanket covering the white moon dew.

Just before he could make such a move, a faint killing intent had already appeared in his perception and fell towards Bai Yuelu's body.

The Demon Sect member who appeared first was only responsible for attracting their attention, and the other Demon Sect member who actually made the move chose Bai Yuelu, who he thought was the weakest and best ———to kill among these people at this time.

A muffled thunder sounded on Lin Yi's back.

When Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu flew out together, a puff of stone powder exploded on Lin Yi's back.

What smashed into his back was like a meteorite containing powerful True Yuan power.

Chen Qianru's complexion did not change in the slightest.

He raised his head indifferently and looked high in the sky above.

A dark cloud in the sky appeared a different color, like a sunset in the dark cloud, and then suddenly became heavy and fell.

It was a big red umbrella.

Someone held the handle of the umbrella with a metallic sheen and fell from the sky.

No one knew when this man arrived, and they didn't know how he flew into the air, but at this time, such a whereabouts had an extremely mysterious and powerful flavor.

Under the red umbrella is a red man.

He was wearing a red monk's robe, and even his skin was truly red.

Before Chen Qianru could see his face clearly, the Demon Sect member who had fallen from the air with an umbrella had already smashed out the second stone in his hand.

There was a crackling sound.

A clear red line appeared in the air.

This stone is different from the first one, it is red.

One end of the red line points to Bai Yuelu's forehead.

This person still wants to kill Bai Yuelu first.

In the most silent carriage at this time, diesel salt breathed slowly, he raised his head slightly, and wanted to make a move, but at this moment, he sensed something incredible, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

A sword light flashed from the ground, and in just an instant, this sword light slashed at least ten times on the falling stone.

When the blade and the stone meet, there is not the imaginary crunch, but a huge roar.

Waves of air and stone chips erupted in all directions, and red dust spread out like snow.

And Lin Yi, who came out of the knife, slowly stood up in the dust.

His face was extremely pale, his whole body was trembling, especially the flesh and blood in his lower abdomen seemed to be twitching, and it looked like he was going to fall down at any moment, but he was standing up.

"Remarkable. ”

An appreciative voice sounded in the air, and it turned out to be a pure southern accent.

Chen Qianru took a deep breath, he finally saw clearly this Demon Sect member who fell in the air.

This is a monk in a monk's robe.

His facial features are very delicate, but not only hair, not even eyebrows, hair on his body, his skin is smooth as porcelain, but it is red from the inside, so it feels extremely weird, like a strange red porcelain Buddha statue moved out of a certain temple.

The handle and bones of the umbrella in his hand are made of metal, but the surface of the umbrella is composed of some crimson feathers, and there is some indescribable aura flowing inside.

Relying too much on external objects is not a royal way in the eyes of many Southern Dynasty cultivators, but if a powerful cultivator who has reached the Divine Mind Realm borrows some foreign objects, he will have unimaginably strange magical powers.

No one had time to respond to the man's compliment.

When his voice shook the air, some golden sparks had already appeared in the air.

All the red dust wafting in the air began to turn into golden sparks, and then in the next moment, it burned violently, instantly turning into a golden flame!

The blazing flames did not have any of the scorching smell that naturally occurs when flammable materials deflagrated, and those golden flames gave people an extremely pure and clear feeling, and most importantly, the true elements injected into them were like the best combustible materials for these flames.

It's not even too late to be sentimental.

At this moment, in everyone's subconscious, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu were already dead.

This kind of flame is even more terrifying than the firearms of the party members, in their subconscious, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu's true yuan power is not enough to drive out these flames at all, and it will only turn into dry wood to fuel the combustion.

However, everyone was wrong.

When those golden sparks appeared and turned into flames, Lin Yi let out a loud shout, and his entire body also turned red.

A cloud of red dust erupted from his body.

The red dust mist and the golden flame collided together, and the edge of the dust mist quickly turned the color of glass, but the flames could not penetrate deep inside, and all of them were blocked out.

The same dust mist, the red dust mist that poured out of Lin Yi's body was extremely heavy, and the edge of the dust mist was formed into fine glass-like particles, and it fell with a puff.

"Dan Mercury Sword!"

"Who are you who He Xiuxing!"

Looking at the golden flames that could not go deep, the red monk in the air exclaimed, and his pupils widened dramatically, turning from crimson to golden.

No one answered him.

At this time, Lin Yi's body seemed to have countless fine needles piercing out at the same time, and the pain was extreme, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

And the moment of sharp fluctuations in the monk's mind, for Chen Qianru, it was the moment he was waiting for.

The face of the carriage behind him screamed bitterly.

In fact, only Rong Yi really knew that what Chen Duru said at the beginning was that his strength was only enough to attack with all his strength once, and this sentence was for Rong Yi to hear.

Bang.

The runes in this carriage were instantly filled with dazzling light, and the light that gave people a divine aura instantly submerged Rong Yi's figure, and the expanding power even made the carriage float up slightly.

Following the guidance of Rong Yi's breath, Chen Duan smiled miserably, and the residual power in his body stabbed out into the sky above like a sky-killing sword.

There was a bang.

A bolt of lightning fell.

Diesel salt has faced such lightning before.

For a truly powerful Divine Mind Realm cultivator, although such lightning was powerful, it was just too slow after all.

However, this lightning bolt is different.

This lightning bolt turned into a rune, carrying the sword intent of Chen Duan at this time.

It's like a flying sword.

A flying sword from a dying Divine Mind Realm cultivator that stored the last of his strength.

The red monk in the air was shocked.

In the next moment, the umbrella in his hand exploded.

Bright lightning shattered the red umbrella, and countless snake-like lightning bolts passed through the shattered red umbrella surface, through countless burning red feathers, and fell on him.