Just after Mu Jieyu fell into Xuan Yinlan's hands, Xuanyuan Zhirong also chased him from the clues, from the execution ground to the suburbs, passing through a dandelion bush, and saw an exquisitely built building in the distance. In the small courtyard, Xuanyuan Zhirong jumped over the wall and landed inside the wall.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Xuanyuan Zhirong felt that the sky suddenly turned dark. The scene he saw when he jumped down flashed through his mind. Xuanyuan Zhirong immediately knew that he was trapped in the formation. He carefully observed his surroundings. Everything in front of me, which was originally dark, soon turned into scarlet, and there were traces of blood visible to the naked eye floating in the air, as if I was in the belly of a giant thing, and I could even smell it clearly between my breaths. Feel the warm smell of blood.

Xuanyuan Zhirong glanced sharply around, walked forward leisurely, flicked his wide sleeves at the blood threads whirling in like a leaf, and smashed them into pieces. However, as he went deeper, the blood threads whirling around became more and more intense. The speed and density gradually intertwined from strips to pieces, and finally formed an airtight blood cloth to wrap Xuanyuan Zhirong airtightly, and then gradually narrowed the area, as tight as a giant python. He entangled Xuanyuan Zhirong, and seemed to strangle Xuanyuan Zhirong to death inch by inch.

But seeing Xuanyuan Zhirong's slender phoenix eyes closed, the black hair scattered on his shoulders flew up, a powerful force turned into a tangible airflow, condensed around him little by little, and the hands that were hanging down were gathered little by little. , as he tightened his five fingers, the airflow formed a tornado. Every time he tightened it, the force became stronger, until he clenched his hands into fists, stretched his arms outward, and his phoenix eyes suddenly opened, as if there was something A lightning-like golden light flashed across his eyes!

"Bang -" With this loud noise, the things wrapped around him flew away.

However, just as he broke free from those things, the blood mist in front of Xuanyuan Zhirong's eyes had not dispersed. A white shadow quickly hit his face. Xuanyuan Zhirong dodged to the right to avoid the sudden attack. He kept his steps steady and raised his head. At a glance, white skulls were floating around him at some point, with blood-red flames burning in the eye holes of the skulls, which looked extremely strange and terrifying.

The skull first began to spin around Xuanyuan Zhirong, and the speed continued to increase. Finally, Xuanyuan Zhirong even had the illusion that everything around him was completely white. When Xuanyuan Zhirong was condensing, suddenly, a skull appeared from nowhere. Flying in the direction.

Xuanyuan Zhirong reacted very quickly and smashed it into pieces with a wave of his big palm. Then four skulls flew in from all directions as fast as meteors. Xuanyuan Zhirong jumped up, kicked in the air, and swept away. Crush all the skulls.

However, more and more skulls were flying out, and their speed was getting faster and faster. Xuanyuan Zhirong's rising and falling figure was as fast as lightning, and could not be caught by the naked eye.

"Ah Rong!"

In the midst of a quick response, when Xuanyuan Zhirong struck a skull with his palm, he suddenly heard such an excited and familiar whisper. At the same time, the skull under his palm quickly transformed into a Mu Jieyu's appearance caused Xuanyuan Zhirong's dark and deep phoenix eyes to flash, and the wind in his palm to stop. However, with this stop, the skull suddenly crashed into Xuanyuan Zhirong's body.

Xuanyuan Zhirong suddenly felt a sinister wind pouring into his limbs and bones, and an unbearable sharp pain spread all over his body in an instant. The pain was as if the seven tendons and eight meridians were cut off with a sharp knife at the same time, leaving his Dantian The inner energy suddenly dissipated.

Before Xuanyuan Zhirong could react, several more skulls crashed into his body. As a result, his originally gorgeous and jade-like face was stained with black inch by inch, as if the haze of a violent storm was brewing on the horizon. Each time there was one more skull, one by one.

As soon as the skull hit Xuanyuan Zhirong's body, he felt his body become colder until his limbs were as cold as ice. Xuanyuan Zhirong knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die here, because he clearly felt it.
Chapter completed!