This unresolved and confused mood even overwhelmed the fear of death.

He could not doubt the Demon Sect.

But these people really make no sense.

"It really makes no sense."

His hands broke away from the strings and slowly sagged, and his head also lost the strength to support it and sagged.

The blood in his neck was still gushing, but his vitality had disappeared from his body.

...

Although Helan Heiyun is conceited, she will never sacrifice herself.

So when she found out that she was defeated, the sword evil that had spent many years practicing hard, resolutely escaped from the realm of her kindness.

Today's plan was planned by her and the Demon Sect themselves. Whether everyone succeeded or not, the route of escape had been planned. Although it was deep in the palace, logically speaking, as long as she was not killed by Rong Yi, after escaping from Yongning Temple, her escape route would be like a straight road without anyone in the wilderness, all of which were smooth.

But now not.

Not far away in front of her was a sedan chair.

This sedan chair is of ordinary style. On weekdays, some ministers with inconvenience in legs and feet went to court or were summoned to see the saint alone and were given gifts. In the plan she and the Demon Sect, there would never be such a sedan chair in this place.

A hint of cruelty appeared on the corner of Helan Heiyun's mouth.

Although this was her very weak moment, and she knew very well that the people in this sedan were definitely not ordinary people, this did not mean that she would give up resisting.

She coughed gently. Every time she coughed, many star energy that ordinary practitioners could not perceive came and injected into her body. At the same time, an extremely cold and silent breath broke out from her body and spread out.

On the road in front of her, on the yellow walls on both sides, layers of black frost flowers quietly appeared. The overlapping black frost flowers were like frozen waves, rushing towards the sedan chair.

Her long black hair was stained with her own blood and spilled backwards. With every light cough, the blackness on her hair faded away and slowly turned white.

This black meaning is like ink, splashing into the frost and snow that extends rapidly on the walls and the road.

As her hair turned white, the wounds on her body disappeared quickly, and the wounds in her internal organs and meridians in her body also healed quickly. An extremely vivid breath of life emanated from her body, but this vivid breath of life did not make people feel that she became stronger. Because after being forced out by her, this vivid breath of life left her body with the release of her true energy.

This is a means to forcibly stimulate one's life potential.

Such a method will inevitably cause great damage to the practitioner's body. Even if Helan Heiyun can escape from this, such a method may damage her life span.

However, her methods did not find a target for her to pour out.

In her sight and perception, the sedan chair was still quietly staying in the shadows in the corner of the wall, but the road in front of her, including the straight and wide walls on both sides, was strangely twisted.

She knew that this was an illusion caused by the distortion of her vitality, but no matter how she perceived it, she could not change such an illusion.

The roads and walls, and even the black night sky above, were constantly twisting in front of her, like a ball of ink mixed together.

Inability to lock the opponent's aura means that even if her power blooms without reservation, it will never be able to hit the opponent.

She even knew that the other party might not be in the sedan chair, or even in the sedan chair, the sedan chair might not be really in the corner where she saw it.

This is another powerful field.

The masterpiece of another powerful formation master.

In the entire Northern Wei Dynasty, except for Rong Yi who was still in Yongning Temple at this time, only one person could create such a powerful magic circle.

"Xiao Donghuang!"

Her hair turned white behind her head, and the night color in front of her became even stronger. The black frost on the ground in front of her was piled up thickly, like a black rock. Such a distinct black and white picture made her stand between black and white particularly sad. She snarled out the person's name and then said sternly: "Many years ago, Lord Demon Sect saved your life, so that you could escape to the Northern Wei Dynasty. Many years later, on the battlefield of the Southern Dynasties, it was my colleague who sacrificed his life to let you survive from Lin Yi and the others. Lord Demon Sect has saved your lives. Are you actually betraying Lord Demon Sect now?"

The curtain of the sedan door floated outward.

Xiao Donghuang, who was sitting in the sedan chair, looked at the almost crazy young woman and said seriously: "Everything must be divided into primary and secondary and cause and effect. Back then, the Demon Sect made me believe that I could help me revenge, so I fled from the Southern Dynasty to the Northern Wei Dynasty and was willing to use it for him. My life was born because of revenge. As a result, I became a native of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but he wanted to deal with the Northern Wei Dynasty with the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty. Do you think this is right?"

"I don't ask whether it's right or wrong! Since I'm loyal to the Lord of the Demon Sect, I should always believe that Lord of the Demon Sect will eventually do what you agree with."

Helan Heiyun shouted sternly. She was approaching the limit. She fell to the ground and finally understood why Rong Yi became so powerful in Yongning Temple in the Northern Wei Dynasty. After the Nine Palaces, the most powerful formation master in the Southern Dynasty was Wei Rui, and Xiao Donghuang, who defected to the Northern Wei Dynasty, was another magic circle master in the world. Rong Yi, who gathered the strengths of these people, would of course be stronger than she imagined.

"it is a pity."

Xiao Donghuang shook his head expressionlessly.

Compared to when he was commanding the White Bone Army that day, he had become so thin that he now looks like a skeleton in the dark.

Although he had no expression on his face at this time, he still gave people a sense of viciousness that a faint fire surrounds him.

"I have seen too many deaths of the Demon Sect like you. When the Demon Sect walked out of the Demon Sect's wasteland in the north, how many people were there with him? So far, how many people were left? Most of them had seen hope like me, but until they died, they did not fulfill their wishes."

He looked at Helan Heiyun and said slowly: "Even if it is possible to help me fulfill my wish, it is only possible that after he fulfilled his wish. It's a pity that in this process, he has gained more friends than he lost, and I will no longer trust him as much as you."

Helan Black Cloud could not refute.

Because she could no longer speak, the power of magic circles pouring from all over her suppressed the true energy power in her body.

She did not die, and she did not want to die. In her opinion, as long as there was a glimmer of hope of living, the Lord of the Demon Sect would save her.

...

There was a tide-like trembling sound on the palace road next to Hanzhang Palace.

Hundreds of cultivators wearing the True Yuan heavy armor appeared from somewhere, and their huge bodies instantly blocked the wide palace road to almost no water.

The heavy armor on these practitioners are the most exquisite heavy armors in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the two led by them are even Kunpeng heavy armors.

These practitioners wearing the heavy armor of True Yuan were originally rushing towards Yongning Temple silently and quickly.

Several generals who led them followed the orders from the Lord of the Demon Sect.

Even though it was reported before that the Demon Sect seemed to want to surrender to the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty, they still felt that it was nonsense, and they still respected the Demon Sect and followed the orders of the Demon Sect.

The order they accepted was to surround and attack Yongning Temple and kill several Southern Dynasties practitioners.

However, when they arrived at a palace bridge close to Yongning Temple, they stopped.

There is a man on the bridge.

A man who most people in the Northern Wei Dynasty thought he was dead.

An existence that was once very crazy in battle but was regarded as a god-like existence by countless Northern Wei generals.

He is Yang Dian.

Yang Dian's face was gloomy, and there was still a nearly mad fighting spirit in his pupils.

He coldly swept across all the stopping practitioners and said, "If you want to cross this bridge, you can crush it through me."

All these practitioners wearing the heavy armor of the True Yuan stopped, and none of them rushed to the bridge.

"This is the Lord of the Demon Sect..."

Several people spoke, their tone full of dilemma.

“So what?”

Yang Dian looked at these people, but he had no explanation and did not need to explain.

All these people who spoke were silent. Even with Yang Dian alone, it would be impossible to stop the impact of all these practitioners wearing the heavy armor of the True Yuan. However, they knew that most of them would not attack Yang Dian.
Chapter completed!