Cannon fodder senior sister, she is no longer a human being

Chapter 35 Kicked away before death

Yanyu's move finally allowed the Demon Lord to use his own tricks, and the demonic energy leaked out, revealing a flaw.

Ming Sijin curled his lips, and his whole person was so gloomy that everyone was calmly angry: "You are fine."

Nan Hu never thought that when he woke up, his favorite host did not appear, and that the magic poison he planted did not evaporate at all. This made him already think of a hundred ways to die for the dead fox in the future.

Luo Qingyun, who was in the jade ring, was bored and taking care of her hair. She didn't know why her whole body felt cold and she lay on the ground subconsciously.

Demon, Demon Lord is awake?

After all, the body now planted with demonic poison is not as good as the half-demon and half-immortal in front of him, but it can feed his demon seeds very well, and he can also warm up his spiritual consciousness better.

Damn bastard, the sullen anger in Nan Hu's eyes became more and more real.

The Demon Lord felt uncomfortable, but Yan Yuke was happy. She knew that the Demon Lord could not only have the original body as an option. Otherwise, how could the Demon Lord be so confident about his subordinates when he went to the secret realm?

What if you have any evil intentions?

For a cautious person like him, he must have chosen countless places to live for himself.

No, the trap has been revealed.

Dugu Ruoli and Wei Qianchuan were extremely surprised because of Ming Sijin's magic move. They looked at Jimo Lan: "Didn't you say that they have been screened out all of them? Why is there still one?"

Jimo Lan also didn't expect that the Demon Lord was possessed by another person besides Yan Yu. His eyes were embarrassed, and he also looked tired as his magic power was gradually running out: "Let's talk later, come here and help, we can't defeat him."

Dugu Ruoli looked at Yan Yu subconsciously, how could that happen?
Yan Yu can already ignore her poisonous fans, but she still can't deal with a possessed young master of the formation sect who has never had a sense of existence and is no longer the top five?

Although they thought so, they were traitors after all. Wei Qianchuan and Dugu Ruoli both took two pills to restore their mana and joined the battlefield one after another.

As Wei Qianchuan walked over, he cursed, "Damn!"

Didn't you say it was this intense from the start?
This formation sect has an iron wall, right?It's even more difficult than Yan Yu just now.

Wei Qianchuan, who specializes in illusions but doesn't take physical training seriously, was almost beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

Dugu Ruoli, who had always been weak, said nothing and only cooperated seriously with Yan Yu and Jimo Lan to use their superb poison techniques.

It can be seen from Dugu Ruoli's frown that her current condition is not much better than that of Wei Qianchuan.

She could clearly feel the difference between the battle with Yan Yu and the formation sect Ming Sijin.

Her poison technique is not painful or itchy when applied to Yan Yu's body, just like hitting cotton, there is a change, but not much.

But it really had no effect on Ming Sijin. If Dugu Ruoli hadn't remembered how good she was at dealing with other monks in the secret realm, she would have been frustrated to the extreme.

Jimo Lan was obviously struggling. He saw that Yan Yu's pupils were impartial and he simply blocked Demon Lord Nan Hu's ruthless attack. His movements looked cool and relaxed, but Jimo Lan could see the occasional slight tremble between Yan Yu's wrists. .

You, Jimolan, seem to have been hit by something in your heart.

Jimo Lan's distraction at this moment gave Demon Lord Nan Hu, who had no experience in fighting, an opportunity.

Nan Hu turned over at a weird angle to avoid Yan Yu's tricky attacks with sword after knife. His eyes were suddenly filled with black energy, and a mist with an evil aura suddenly attacked Jimo Lan.

Death, the deathly silence that seemed to be destroying consciousness, was right in front of Jimolan's eyes, and his pupils were dilated and almost turned white.

Reluctant, angry, hateful!Why, he was reborn!
A variety of strong emotions before death were mixed in Jimo Lan's mind. At this moment, time was fast and slow.

It's too late, and I can't even use the back-up skills I have reserved.

No longer willing to give up, the color in Jimo Lan's eyes was slowly receding, and he had no choice but to face the feeling of being suppressed to death by the powerful pressure.

However, at the next moment, an unsheathed sword, unremarkable but with a cold light, stood in front of Jimo Lan's eyes.

The gray world returned to light again, Jimo Lan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he was hit hard on his waist and suffered cramps, and was kicked out of the battlefield by Yan Yu.

She closed her eyes and saw Yan Yu's tough side face, raising her lips mockingly: "It's in the way."

Next, Yan Yu was cold and indifferent, and threw Dugu Ruoli and Wei Qianchuan out of the battlefield between her and the Demon Lord.

Compared with Wei Qianchuan and Jimo Lan's direct kicking gestures, they treated Dugu Ruoli more gently. A bottle of elixir nailed Dugu Ruoli to a tree stump outside the battlefield.

Although he was not as embarrassed as the others, Dugu Ruoli's eyes almost went dark when he saw his awkward posture.

He had to raise his hand to take off the medicine bottle that was already stuck in the clothes on his shoulder. He came down and gave medicine to the two people who were obviously about to faint. Then he tore off the medicine from the wounds of the two people very roughly and calmly. Clothes were washed and sprayed with medicine, which immediately woke the two of them up from the pain.

Jimolan: "You, you are not a medicine sect? Can't you be gentler?"

Dugu Ruoli pulled Jimo Lan up. He staggered a little and said casually: "I don't know how to heal."

Jimo Lan glanced at Dugu Ruoli, ah?What to say?Don't you know how to heal?Is that from the medical school?

Taking another closer look, there was no shame on Dugu Ruoli's face at all.

Well, people don’t care.

Then Dugu Ruoli sprayed medicine on Wei Qianchuan. Jimo Lan did not stop him, feeling a little gloating in his heart. He had suffered the same, and his brother would naturally have to do the same to be considered a brother.

"Ahhh! Are you killing someone? You bastard!" Wei Qianchuan opened his eyes, and there was a burst of bird chirping, and then Dugu Ruoli glanced at Wei Qianchuan with sparkling eyes.

When Wei Qianchuan was attracted and felt that he was speaking too harshly, a handful of medicinal powder came over, and then he passed out peacefully.

Tsk, Jimo Lan took in Wei Qianchuan's look of veins all over his body.

Dugu Ruoli stood up and looked in the direction of Yan Yu, unable to sense what was going on there.

"She," Dugu Ruoli's pale pink lips lightly lifted.

Jimo Lan shook his head: "We couldn't help her in the past."

"Let's wait and collect her body." As soon as he finished speaking, Jimo Lan sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the demonic power in the elixir, quickly recovering his own mana and the wounds that were stained with a lot of demonic energy.

Dugu Ruoli curled his lips, just pretend, that move just now made him fall in love even if he was afraid.

But she didn't waste her energy by saying anything, and like Jimo Lan, she began to recover her magic power.

Wei Qianchuan, who was lying unattended on the ground, also began to suffer severe pain, and his expression was extremely ferocious even in his coma.

This is the powder that Dugu Ruoli carefully prepared for himself to consolidate his spiritual transformation. It feels bad for him to use it. It really gives an advantage to this dirty-mouthed fox.

(End of this chapter)