Dijun's black moonlight is back

Xingzhao shot three arrows in total, and each arrow hit the center of the formation, but there was no intention of relaxing in the defense of the formation.

He started to get a little irritable, turned his long bow into a knife, and slashed at Yun Ting with his backhand.

This bunch of useless ascetics, if Wen Jingchan hadn't been guarding here, he would have conquered Mingjing Mountain long ago.

Yun Ting's Hengjian stood in front of him, but Yanzhao's blow carried a huge spiritual impact.

He fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Yanzhao didn't intend to let him go, and immediately stepped in front of him, raised his knife and stabbed him.

Yunxia immediately formed a seal to block in front of him, barely letting Yanzhao's knife stop in mid-air.

Xingzhi looked at her sideways, without even raising a finger.

A ray of purple light hit her chest, and the seal in front of Yun Ting immediately broke.

"You must stop me." Yanzhao said impatiently.

It stands to reason that these two people must die today, but Yanzhao suddenly caught a glimpse of a person flying up in the crowd.

She learned a lot of new things, and she was able to kill a circle of his clan members with one move.

Yanzhao put down his knife and turned towards Lingyu. He wanted to see how much more capable she was.

The formation under his feet was impregnable, and the three arrows of the mandrill were not broken. Seeing Ling Yu staggering, he suddenly knew why.

Xingzhao flew towards Lingyu. The disciples on the mountain really loved each other and protected Lingyu one after another.

He had no choice but to snap his fingers and release a burst of spiritual power, killing the disciples who were in his way.

Ling Yu seemed to be unable to see clearly. She stood there and didn't hide at all, squinting in the direction of Yan Mandrill.

The tip of the mandrill hit her between the eyebrows, and the wind carried by the blade made her hair fly wildly.

"Lingyu!" Someone shouted her name loudly.

Yanzhao put away the knife and hit her in the heart with a palm.

Lingyu was hit when she was completely unable to resist. She took many steps back and finally fell to her knees on the ground.

Her Qi sea continued to surge, and she vomited out large mouthfuls of blood.

Ling Yu's head hurt so much that it was about to burst.

Even the pain from being hit by the mandrill was less than one ten thousandth of her headache.

She held her head in pain and slapped her head in an attempt to relieve the pain.

why?
She can bear the pain of broken bones and heartbreaking pain, why can't she bear this little bit of pain now?
The light of the mountain gate formation suddenly dimmed. Xingzhao raised his head slightly and lowered his eyes to look at Lingyu.

He guessed correctly, the person who could help him break through the mountain gate and guard the formation was the owner of the scales.

Xingzhao turned over his hands and gathered a group of faint purple flames in his hands.

It's a pity, but he must kill him now.

The purple fire flew towards her, but Yunhe dodged in front of her and tried to block it for her.

But Yunhe didn't practice offensive techniques, so how could he be Xingzhao's opponent.

A sword fell from the sky and joined the camp against Mandrill's power.

"Immortal!" Zhu Huai stood side by side with Yun He and said through gritted teeth, "I'm here to help you!"

Blood oozed from the corners of Yun He's mouth: "True Lord Wu Yang is not here, so don't wait for him to come back. We, the old ones, are still here and let his young apprentice die."

Yanzhao showed a disdainful smile. Not only was he not moved by this tender picture and touching words, he found it funny.

"Then you take the first step." Xingzhao pointed his bow at Yunhe.

Ling Yu listened to all the sounds around him as if they were separated by sea water.

I can hear every sentence, but I can't hear every sentence clearly.

She groped around on the ground, trying to find Chun Shanxiao.

Weak, really too weak.In the 10 years of nothingness, only a great demon like her was born. How could she be so weak?

Lingyu endured the severe pain and forced himself to enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

The heavenly material beads and the destiny star hang high, and the sea water below is turbulent, like a mountain.

She also traveled through the world, and was invincible wherever she went.

"The misfortune moon shines in the shadow, the sky and the earth are endless," Lingyu looked at the lotus flower born from the sky fire, "Burn my mortal body, temper my soul, lead!"

A huge force suddenly spread out, pushing Yunhe and Zhu Huai far away.

Ling Yu stood in the flames, with blood flowing out of his closed eyes.

"Junior sister!" Zhu Huai thought about it, but was grabbed by Yun He.

"Soul-inducing technique," Yun He said, "You would only be one step ahead of her in the past."

Zhu Huai had never heard of this thing. After the last quarrel, he actually didn't particularly like this junior sister.

But Yanzhao wanted to kill her, but he still stood in front of her without hesitation.

"What should we do?" Zhu Huai asked.

Yun He wanted to answer, but before he could speak, he was swept away by another shock.

In the light of the fire, Lingyu closed his eyes and turned his head, listening carefully to the direction of Xingzhi Lihuo's arrow.

She held Chun Shanxiao's knife handle with both hands, and when the arrow was an inch away from her, she suddenly raised the knife to chop it down.

The two spiritual powers collided, and Xingzhao was defeated.

Lihuo's bow kept vibrating, making Xingdrill's mouth numb.

Lingyu took off the bracelet and threw it out. When Xuan Yi cried out, he turned over and jumped on its back.

Changfeng Xunxun, Lingyu knelt on Xuan Yi's back, listening to the movements around him.

Yanzhao stared at her, slowly raising his head as she got closer to him.

He saw Ling Yu gradually find his direction with his eyes closed, and also saw Ling Yu jump down without hesitation.

In fact, what he should have avoided was that he was looking at Ling Yu dreamily and forgot what he should do.

Ling Yu was wearing white clothes with apricot yellow weaving and dyeing on the skirt.

She jumped from the air like a falling camellia.

But Camellia will not be covered in blood, let alone stab someone with a knife.

Xingzhao knew he couldn't dodge, so he turned Lihuo into a sword and placed it on his shoulder to block it.

The two soldiers met in close combat, and huge forces collided in an instant. Both of them took a step back.

Lingyu almost didn't hesitate, and immediately put down Chunshan Xiao, letting it hang behind him.

The Qing Zi Yin turned into a long bow, and after she filled it up one by one, she shot out arrows as dense as raindrops.

"Are you serious?" Yanzhao dodged and blocked.

Did this woman have amnesia? Didn't she ask her to break the formation? Why is she now acting like she doesn't care about the formation and kill him first?

Ling Yu stopped holding the bow and took Chun Shanxiao behind him with his backhand.

She didn't open her eyes during the whole process, relying solely on her hearing that was reaching its limit.

She suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood, took half a step back, and put the knife on the ground to support herself.

Yanzhao suddenly understood what she was doing. He turned back to look at the arrows Ling Yu had just fired. Each arrow hit a secret rune.

The light of the mountain gate guarding formation became weaker and weaker. Yanzhao glanced at Lingyu again and flew towards the center of the formation.

He hung in the air, drew his bow and let go.

The stone in the center of the formation was completely penetrated the moment the arrow arrived, and the defending formation burst out with its final light.