Chapter 107 Yingsu, I need your life today!
The night wind blew up Zhiyang's white clothes. At this moment, Zhiyang, red plums and white snow, like the most sad and beautiful scenery in the world.
Luo Yuan jumped up like a madman and rushed towards Zhiyang, steadily catching Zhiyang. His eyes were completely scarlet, and a warm liquid passed through his palm.
Looking at the bloodless face, Luo Yuan's heart sank.
Holding the person in his arms tightly, Luo Yuan roared to the sky, his eyes were red, he protected Zhiyang with one hand, and his other hand quietly pinched the trick. Zhichuan Sword instantly killed the formation.
Above the sword, a scarlet light shone brightly, making a buzzing roar, as if it was in a carnival, and was about to laugh with the master and enjoy a feast of blood.
Seeing Luo Yuan's appearance, Dajiao Xuanyuan took Jing Qian and Ming Hao to retreat one after another. This was a matter between Luo Yuan and Ying Su. No matter what, if you really want to help Luo Yuan, it would be better to break the formation that you don't know.
At this moment, Luo Yuan's state was at this moment, and he seemed to have completely fallen into madness. He had endless hatred in his eyes. Zhichuan Sword stopped in front of him, and the sword energy hit the people. It was just stopped there, but it could take human life. For a moment, no one could get close to him.
Luo Yuan was in pain in his heart, and he felt a ruthless thought in his mind kept shouting, which was a sense of destruction that wanted the lives of countless people in the world to be buried with him. Killing began to fill his mind.
Looking up again, Luo Yuan seemed to be alone, with a strange smile on his face, and his eyes were scarlet, as if reminding everyone that Luo Yuan was no longer ordinary at this moment. Zhichuan Sword and Ningshuang Mirror seemed to have also felt the change of the master, following the master's intentions, blue and red, and the two different brilliances, which were different, were changed back and forth, but obviously, the blood color of killing stayed on the two artifacts for longer and longer, and the color became more and more prosperous.
"Yingsu, I need your life today!"
The sound was cold, but it felt different when it appeared on Luo Yuan's face.
Luo Yuan's eyes were ghostly, the broken hair on his forehead moved with the wind, and the smile on his thin lips was even more difficult to figure out. He seemed to be looking at a toy.
To wait for Yingsu to react, the Zhichuan sword that was staying in front of Luo Yuan had moved, and the afterimage of the sword body disappeared in front of him instantly.
“So fast…”
No one could react, and only heard a burst in the air, which instantly made everyone's eyes look in the direction of Yingsu.
The divine power in Yingsu's hand instantly disappeared, leaving only a afterimage in front of everyone.
All of this just flashed by, and no one could see clearly what had just happened, including Ying Su, just stood there in a daze.
"Louyuan! Break the formation!"
Dajiao Xuanyuan roared and instantly pulled everyone's thoughts back.
Luo Yuan's expression moved slightly, and Zhichuan Jian seemed to understand the master's meaning. The sword body moved again, and suddenly fell from the sky with agitated spirit, landing straight in the eyes of the formation.
In an instant, the purple and black aura began to rise quickly, instantly swallowing Luo Yuan's Zhichuan Sword.
This formation is really weird. The entire formation seems to have its own spirit and actually has its own subjective consciousness.
The black air surrounding Jing Qian also headed towards Zhichuan Sword, which also gave Jing Qian a chance to breathe.
"Hurry up, do it!"
Dajiao Xuanyuan and Minghao outside the formation also seized time at the same time. The light in their hands emitted, and they broke a hole in the formation.
"Jing Qian, come out!"
Dajiao Xuanyuan roared, and looked at the exit in front of him. Jing Qian also used all her spiritual power to run out forcibly.
Fortunately, I was able to support myself just now.
After exhausting all his spiritual power, Jing Qian fell straight to the ground after leaving the formation. Although her face was pale, she could not compare to Zhiyang.
Ming Hao quickly helped Jing Qian up, and Dajiao Xuanyuan's hand landed on Jing Qian's wrist, and breathed a sigh of relief on his face, "Fortunately, it's just that his spiritual power is exhausted and he will be raised in a few days."
Dajiao Xuanyuan wanted to say something, but suddenly his body shook, as if he had discovered something. He walked quickly to Luo Yuan's side in an instant, and saw the weak and pale figure, which mustered up the greatest courage and put his hand on Zhiyang's pulse.
Luo Yuan just looked at Dajiao Xuanyuan quietly, silently.
The Zhichuan Sword that landed in the formation suddenly rose up from the ground. The black and purple color that was originally circling around seemed to feel fear and began to flee one after another.
As if he had noticed something wrong in the formation, Luo Yuan just took a light look. Zhichuan Jian quickly instructed him and broke through the heavy spiritual power in the formation and landed directly on the eyes of the formation...
"Luoyuan! This little girl is still saved!"
Dajiao Xuanyuan suddenly pulled Luo Yuan back, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually began to dissipate, his voice was a little hoarse, and he asked, "Is there really a rescue?"
"Well. Although Zhiyang used the curse of sacrificing the body, the frost mirror on her body did forcefully pull out the three souls and seven spirits she forced out at that moment, but it did not merge into the mirror. You could have forced her three souls and seven spirits back into her body."
"But why didn't she wake up?"
At this moment, on the barren mountain, a beautiful woman was lying there quietly, as if she was sleeping quietly.
Her lover protected her in her arms and held her hand, and she was completely lost in her mind.
"Three souls and seven spirits forced out of their bodies, which will be a huge loss to any god. If you want to really awaken Zhiyang, this kind of soul-recovering technique has been lost for 20,000 years, only Kunshan Tianzhi, the Wuwei Xuan Liu in her hand, heard that there is such a magical technique!"
Luo Yuan's voice slowly said, "Kunshan Tianzhi..."
Dajiao Xuanyuan lowered his head and was silent, as if someone had heard a low sigh.
Luo Yuan looked at it in a daze, shed tears silently, and finally he could no longer hold on and was buried in Zhiyang's arms.
"Hmph! What else can you do to me!"
Ying Su looked at the situation below and her heart tightened slightly. Luo Yuan's Zhichuan sword was still falling on his neck, ready to pass through him at all times.
Hearing Yingsu’s deep meaning, Luo Yuan took a look at him boredly, and the hatred in his eyes was overwhelming.
"Help me take care of her!"
Luo Yuan handed the person in his arms to Dajiao Xuanyuan. The next moment, he flew up and Zhichuan Jian returned to his hand and quietly confronted Yingsu.
"What? Do you think you can really kill me today?"
Ying Su looked at Luo Yuan. Although the blood marks on her face had condensed, she still looked frightened. The smile on her face was ghostly and cunning, making people elusive about her next move.
"You only have 50% of the divine power left on your body. What are you sure I can't move you today?"
Luo Yuan's eyes were faint, and the Zhichuan sword in his hand could not contain his killing. He kept trembling in Luo Yuan's hands, waiting for the smell of blood at all times.
"Why?" Ying Su's fingers lightly pointed her head, "Just her, you can't do anything to me."
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