Cihe's eyes were red with hatred.

Especially, when she saw the scene ahead clearly.

She admired and loved the master most, and was covered in blood and staggered and staggered under the siege of five or six people.

In her heart, a master who is like a god!

She let out a scream that was not like a human voice, and wanted to rush over to help, but after running two steps, she fell to the ground again.

After being poisoned for so long, she has become extremely weak and it is difficult for her to walk alone.

Even a child can easily push her down.

Cihe lay on the ground, looking at the master in front of her, tears flowing down her face, and her hands hit the ground, roaring and screaming constantly.

Cihe, who was the past, is completely two different people.

Jingsi and his disciples wanted to come forward to help her, but they were intercepted by Ye Xiaoxiao and Liancheng and several land gods, and the two sides fought again.

When the enemy meets, they are extremely jealous.

On weekdays, these disciples always lead people to force their lives to steal their lives, and they can't raise their heads when bullying them.

Ye Xiaoxiao and others also had their eyes red.

Even Gan Die, who has always cherished her appearance, has several scars on her face.

No one cares about Cihe anymore.

Ruan Ling walked over and sneered: "Ci and you can deduce it? Have you ever calculated that you will have such a day?"

Cihe raised her blood-red eyes and stared at her: "Ruan Ling, do you think you can kill me?"

"I can." Ruan Ling raised the Mo Xie sword.

Cihe recognizes Moye Sword.

Her pupils shrank slightly and she screamed, "You dare to kill me, you are openly provoking the Taoist sect! You will bring disaster to the underworld!"

"I have the courage to beat your master, but I still dare not kill you?" Ruan Ling looked at Cihe and suddenly remembered something.

She remembered that five hundred years later, the underworld was withering and the Pope disappeared. Are these, are they the "credits" of Cihe and his Taoist sect?

If this is true, the Three Pure Ones and Mercy will have to kill you.

Ruan Ling raised Mo Xie's sword and pointed it at Cihe's Baihui acupoint.

"Master!" Jingyu rushed over like a desperate situation and blocked Cihe's face.

Mo Xie sword stabbed into Jingyu's body.

Ruan Ling almost heard the sound of flesh being penetrated by the sword body.

The quiet fish screamed.

But she hugged Cihe tightly and protected her.

Although this sword failed to kill her, it had already hurt her three souls and seven spirits. This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

This scene of deep love between master and apprentice is a bit touching.

But Ruan Ling's heart was as cold as iron. She kicked Jingyu away and stabbed him with another sword without hesitation.

Seeing that Cihe was about to die, a shocking explosion suddenly came from a distance.

It is ten times greater than the explosion of the cannon.

Ruan Ling was shocked and flew out.

The Moye Sword was also involved in the explosion and disappeared.

Not only her, but everyone present, including Cui Yu, Zhong Kui, Ghost King, Ye Xiaoxiao and others, and even Ci and Jingyu were all affected by the explosion and exploded out.

Ruan Ling was dizzy when she was hit, and she was stumbled and got up. Her hands and feet were sore, and her body was already full of color.

She raised her head and was startled by the scene in front of her.

The entire Puyuan Mountain almost disappeared.

The bamboo garden is even more invisible.

Only a whole piece of yellow stone ruins seemed to be in the underworld.

What happened just now?

Ruan Ling looked around in shock, looking for the figure of a familiar person.

Until she saw Cui Yu's blue robe, she was pressed under several huge rocks not far away.
Chapter completed!