When the fire melted the frost on Lu Chengfeng's body again, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and said softly, "Please help me up!"

When Qiao Meijiao helped him up, he sat down cross-legged with his body propped up, and then held his breath and meditated. As the endless stream of aura was slowly inhaled into his body, the pure yang qi that had just reached the yang immediately began to swim through the muscles and veins of his body, and the frost on his whole body also turned into bursts of cold qi for a while.

Seeing that he forcibly used his luck to drive away the cold, Qiao Meijiao suddenly panicked, and immediately shouted, "You are crazy, forcible exercise will only accelerate the attack of Gu poison, stop ......"

However, Lu Chengfeng said indifferently as if he hadn't heard it, "For me, there is no difference between dying early and dying late, if it is because of me alone and the entire Ten Thousand Gu Sect is affected, I can't bear it!"

In a hurry, Qiao Meijiao couldn't help but want him to stop, but just when she wanted to get closer, the pure yang qi shook her back again and again. Half an hour later, Lu Chengfeng's face returned to blood, but Qiao Meijiao did not feel the slightest happiness because of this, just because the Jiuli insect was pervasive, and it would quickly infiltrate the seven muscles and eight veins with the true qi when the person in the Gu was lucky, which also meant that the cold poison would seal all the muscles and veins of the person in the shortest time, and it would be too late to survive at that time.

The battle had been going on for a day and a night, and Peng Qianying had led many dragon protectors to surround the Qingfeng Temple. On the one hand, they wanted to break the barrier, but on the other hand, they tried their best to block the Ten Thousand Gu Sect disciples who were pouring in from all around. I have to say that these dragon protectors are indeed powerful, they seem to have taken some kind of elixir, and the Gu skills of all Gu masters can't do them any harm. In addition to the paper umbrellas in their hands that could withstand the arrows of the eighteen cavalry in southern Xinjiang, the light that burst out from their rotation was enough to kill the invading enemies around them without leaving a single piece of armor. Although it rained to buy medicine, the paper umbrellas in their hands kept dripping blood.

In the past, the beautiful scenery of the Qingfeng Temple also became a purgatory battlefield for a while, and there were many corpses lying all around, except for a dragon protector who was killed by an arrow, the rest were almost all disciples of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, such a tragic situation was simply miserable. Seeing the disciples outside the door fall one after another, the high priest was heartbroken but could not do anything, so he had to order everyone to retreat to the barrier. It's a pity that those dragon protectors have surrounded the Qingfeng Divine Temple like an iron bucket, and those who came in couldn't get out, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect who came to the rescue were also killed because of the huge disparity in strength.

Fortunately, Lu Ping'an and Zhang Xiuying had been escorted to the Qingfeng Temple in time before, and their safety was temporarily guaranteed. It's just that for a village woman who only knows her husband and children, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw such a bloody scene. At this time, all the hatred and complaints in her heart had disappeared without a trace, and seeing so many living people fall in front of her eyes in an instant, she suddenly remembered Lu Jiancheng and the nephew she had always called a broom star.

Shangguan Xing'er was stunned when she saw her, thinking that she was frightened by the bloody scene in front of her, so he hurriedly got up and helped her to the back hall. However, just as she got up, Zhang Xiuying suddenly asked, "What about Feng'er?"

"Feng'er?" Shangguan Xing'er thought he had misheard, so he asked tentatively, "What ......did you say?" Is it riding the wind?"

Seeing Zhang Xiuying nodding, she was stunned and said with a smile, "Don't worry, he'll be fine!"

This sentence is more like Shangguan Xing'er is comforting himself, Lu Chengfeng has been in Muchun Mountain for two days and two nights, but now he has not seen him come out. She was so anxious that she couldn't rush out immediately to find out what was going on in that ghost place, but unfortunately now there was a river of blood outside, and rushing out was undoubtedly just a waste of her life, and it didn't help. It's just that this second aunt, who has always regarded Lu Chengfeng as a broom star, now takes the initiative to care about his safety, which is really embarrassing.

At the signal of the high priest, nine of the eighteen horsemen in the southern region had already rushed out, and the enemy was close at hand, and they could only fight it with the dagger in their boots. In the night, the black and gold short knives in their hands glowed with a cold cold light, and the paper umbrellas in the hands of the dragon protectors kept spinning, and their bodies moved their positions at a very fast speed when they were dazzled. Although the skills of the eighteen cavalry in southern Xinjiang are also extremely fast, this time it is obviously an opponent. One side attacked with all his might, hating to kill it and then fast, while the other side changed shape and shadow at a very fast speed, dodging left and right, and after dozens of rounds, the eighteen cavalry of Southern Xinjiang did not take advantage of the slightest.

Peng Qianying couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't think that I, the dragon protectors, are afraid of your eighteen horsemen in the southern frontier, just because I haven't awakened my hatred for you yet!" Saying that, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted, "All dragon protectors listen to the order, don't be dragged by them, and attack the opponent's enchantment with all your might!"

Before the words were finished, all the dragon protectors stood still and gathered the paper umbrellas in their hands, and after a short and rapid spell, extremely dazzling purple rays burst out from the top of the umbrella, and the purple rays instantly converged into a huge pillar of light in the air. Suddenly, I heard a sound of snorting, and the pillar of light was like a sharp sword, and in an instant, it was suppressed with an unstoppable thing.

At the same time, the instinctive resistance of the enchantment above the Qingfeng Temple was just that this move was the power of dozens of people, but the power was powerful. Just as the two forces collided, the entire Qingfeng Divine Temple was like five thunderbolts in an instant, and the earth shook the mountains. The afterglow that swayed from mid-air actually cut off the towering trees around it in an instant.

When Peng Qianying sneered, a huge ball of light had already gathered in his hand, and before the eighteen cavalry of Southern Xinjiang came over, the ball of light slammed towards the gate of the Qingfeng Temple with lightning speed. As soon as the rapidly spinning ball of light touched the opponent's barrier, there was a loud bang, and the next moment, everyone in the barrier was shocked by this blow and retreated sharply. In a short time, the barrier has gradually broken down, as long as the opponent blows down and the barrier is broken, then everyone in the entire Qingfeng Temple will probably not be spared.

"Rather than sit and wait, why don't you break it all!"

Shangguan Xing'er's reminder caused the high priest to frown and fall into deep thought. If you only defend and don't attack, then once the barrier is broken, if the other party rushes in, then the consequences will be even more serious. If you rush out to fight them by surprise at this moment, you can also form an internal and external flanking force with the reinforcements on the periphery, and you may be able to find an opportunity to stand out at that time. After a while, I only heard her say aloud, "Everyone, now that my Wan Gu Sect is being oppressed by foreigners, we can't let others laugh at me and have no one in the Miao clan! Everyone listened to the order, except for those who were powerless, everyone rushed out with me!"

Although these words were an understatement, they made an inexplicable frenzy swell in the hearts of everyone in the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, and they all expressed their desire to go out.

And outside the enchantment, Chang Jinlu has already begun to raise the altar, this person has been raising corpses for many years, and is good at the method of lowering his head, and now it seems that he wants to ask the ghost for help. But I saw him chanting a mantra with one hand and waving a sword with the other. After a short time, a yin wind suddenly swept through the entire Qingfeng Temple, and after a squirming sound, several elegant ghosts immediately appeared in the air, all of them opened their teeth and danced their claws, and only waited for the long sword of Changjin Road, and those ghosts could take advantage of the situation.

Peng Qianying seemed to sense that the time had come, and immediately shouted, "All the dragon protectors will break this barrier with me!"

With the cooperation of many dragon protectors, the pillar of light above his head was Dasheng, and the enchantment had basically lost its defensive ability at this time, and it had gradually become a rupture.

The high priest was about to lead the people to rush out, but one of the eighteen horsemen stopped him, and saw him bend his bow and set up an arrow, and in a moment he pulled and released, the huge arrow flew out in the blink of an eye. The giant arrow burst into the air like fireworks, and then turned into countless small swords, turning like a whirlpool in mid-air. In an instant, arrows rained down in the sky, and the sound of swishing was endless.

The arrows were as fast as meteors, as fast as thunder, and before the dragon protectors could open their umbrellas, the arrows had already passed through the umbrellas and hit the opponent's chest. Among the dozens of dragon protectors, some of them with slightly shallow cultivation were killed on the spot, while more of them used their own burst of true qi to block the arrows that were shooting out. In the end, although they were lucky not to be shot, the umbrella in their hands also lost part of their resistance.

The rest of the seventeen horsemen in southern Xinjiang all understood it, and now they bent their bows and arrows as usual. In an instant, more than a dozen sharp arrows shot out in unison. Those dragon guards were really not afraid of death, and they kept turning the already tattered umbrellas in their hands to meet the rain of arrows and went straight forward. Someone in front of them fell, and they continued on their feet on each other's corpses, without any expression on their faces. Even those who were shot by arrows, as long as they did not die, they did not dodge and continued to move forward, almost like death squads.

Soon, a group of dozens of dragon protectors quickly surrounded the Qingfeng Temple, and they desperately moved forward with their true qi. With each step forward, their feet stayed in place as if they had taken root, as if they were walking against the wind, and the range of defenses formed by the barrier was gradually shrinking. Because they were too close, the eighteen cavalry of Southern Xinjiang took advantage of this opportunity to set out in unison, all of them riding white tigers, holding black gold ancient swords, and swinging in a line at the leader's gesture, as if a river was separated between those dragon guards and Peng Qianying.

"A long snake formation!" Peng Qianying flew up after a cold sweat, but the eighteen cavalry in southern Xinjiang raised the banner of the word 'Qiao' at the same time, with the waving of the flag, Peng Qianying was submerged in it in an instant, although it was to dodge left and right, it was finally unable to meet with the dragon protector, and had no choice but to retreat.

A long tongue array, the head of the head, the tail of the other, the tail of the tail, the head echoes, the middle of the middle, the head and tail surround it. Although there are only 18 cavalry members in southern Xinjiang, they have experienced a hundred battles in their early years and are good at long-distance and close attacks. Seeing that their formations were constantly changing, those dragon protectors who didn't know about it were surrounded for a while.

The high priest's eyebrows finally widened at this point, and she immediately ordered the drums to be beaten. The drums were beating, and Peng Qianying's orders were ordered, but those people could no longer hear them. At the same time, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect who were divided into other rudders around them also took advantage of this time to attack the Qingfeng Divine Temple, and for a while, they actually carried out a counter-encirclement of the Longkong Gate.

(End of chapter)