The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 56
The heart demon Gu suppressed part of her cultivation.In Gui Yizhong, he suffered serious internal injuries, Fu Wan stuffed himself with a pill, Yu Jian went straight to Qiuhua Mountain.

The Qiuhua faction's mountain guard formation was broken.

Many fairy birds escaped from the mountain, and the devilish energy surged on the top of the mountain.

"Where is Song Wu?" The blood demon turned into a cloud of devilish energy, and laughed strangely.

The clear frost under Fu Wan's feet turned into a silver light, tearing away the devilish energy in an instant, and stabbing the blood demon with a sword!A holy lotus flower bloomed on the sole of Fu Wan's feet, and he formed an array with formulas in his hands, and 81 exorcism talismans shot at the demonic energy from all directions.

The girl's long hair was blown up by the wind, her eyes were clear when she looked sideways, and Qingshuang was firmly held in her hand--Qingshuang burst out with a trembling sword energy, and the autumn mountain that was so cold as spring all the year round sprinkled white snow, Holding the sword in Fu Wan's hand, he slashed and picked, and the restless devil energy trapped in the exorcism talisman screamed violently!
"I knew it, you wouldn't hide..." The Blood Demon let out a smug laugh.

Fu Wan's eyebrows twitched, feeling a bad premonition.

With her current cultivation, can she kill the blood demon?

As soon as this thought flashed through, the 81 exorcism talismans burst into flames and turned into flying ash——

The strong magic energy exploded suddenly, and the thick magic energy gradually turned red, forming a red umbrella exuding thick magic energy.There was a golden bell hanging from the rib of the red umbrella, Fu Wan gritted his teeth, picked up Qingshuang and went towards the golden bell!

Suddenly, the golden bell rang without wind, Fu Wan froze, and the rouge-colored mole on his forehead was astonishingly bright.

Fu Wan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth to pierce the golden bell, but as if he encountered some resistance, Qingshuang was blocked by the spiritual power emitted by the golden bell, and couldn't move forward even half an inch.

Red Umbrella laughed wildly, "Song Wu, you ruined my chance to reshape my body, and I will also ruin your road to immortality!"

With the sound of the bell, the sound she could hear in her ears became more and more noisy, and her mind was thinking in a bad way uncontrollably.

"No..." The frost in Fu Wan's hand fell to the ground, and she spurted a mouthful of blood!

She saw that Du Lin was dead, and all the disciples of the Qiuhua Sect were also dead.She saw Song Jing bewitched and became a lonely monster.She saw the young Song Wu looking longingly at Du Lin, the young man who was flying with a sword, and how hard Song Wu worked, staying alone in the mountains for hundreds of years, practicing from morning to night, and seeing Song Wu covered all over his body. With blood and demonic energy, the long sword in her hand was stained with blood, watching everyone peel off her fairy bones.

He also saw himself in another world. When pouring water for himself, he couldn't even hold the quilt steadily, and the medicine spilled all over the floor.She squatted on the ground and picked them up one by one. When she stood up, her eyes were darkened, her face was facing down, and her nose hit the edge of the cabinet directly.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and it was quiet at night.

There was only the sound of cups breaking and pills falling, and finally silence.

These scenes don't seem to be so scary. What's scary is that she heard her heart telling herself that your fate is always so unsatisfactory... Is it useful to struggle?
useless.

you know, don't you?
Fu Wan pierced his palm with ten fingers, and thick blood dripped from his sleeve.

She suddenly bent down and picked up Qingshuang from the ground, tears were still in her eyes, but she stabbed the red umbrella with Qingshuang neatly!The demon energy was split by Qinglie Xianqi, and Qingshuang pierced a golden bell with a sword!

"Even if I can't ascend to immortality, I still have to..." The corners of her lips curved into a firm smile, "If I don't move forward, how will I know if I can climb the ladder to ascend to immortality!"

No matter what his result is, just keep going forward!

If you don't move forward, you can't see the slightest hope.

The red umbrella that had become one with the blood demon let out an angry buzzing sound, and instantly restrained itself, stabbing at Fu Wan!

After fighting with one person and one umbrella for a long time, the red umbrella finally began to lose.But Fu Wan didn't get any benefits, after all, her body was already at the end of its strength.If you continue to fight, you will definitely lose.

Fu Wan didn't dare to lose, he couldn't lose his life in vain, but he couldn't save everyone in Qiuhua Sect.

She bit the tip of her tongue, and the frost in her hand was slashed at the tip of the umbrella with a sword. She wiped her lips with her fingertips, and neatly drew a talisman to suppress evil and slapped it on the umbrella.When the red umbrella froze, the silk from the bottom of Fu Wan's sleeve flew out like stamens, wrapping it around the red umbrella.

When the silk was torn by the red umbrella, Fu Wan pierced his chest with a sword of Qingshuang, and smashed into the red umbrella with a sword of serum frost!
zizi——

"Song Wu!!" The blood demon screamed in pain.

Song Wu already has immortal bones, so she can be regarded as a half-immortal, and her heart and soul are the best weapons to deal with the demons.

But it wasn't enough, she tore off the green sandalwood hairpin from her temple hair.

The green sandalwood hairpin became bigger, and pressed the red umbrella underneath... Fu Wan poured his whole body into the green sandalwood hairpin, and the green sandalwood hairpin turned into a towering tree with a lush crown, and the roots held the red umbrella a little A little bit wrapped up...

Fu Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that with the loss of her cultivation, her long hair gradually turned white.

When the last point of the red umbrella was about to be wrapped, the towering tree exploded with a bang!Fu Wan was blasted away by the violent fluctuation of spiritual power, and hit the white marble archway of the Qiuhua School with his body, and fell down.

The red umbrella turned into a ball of burning flames, and the Gorefiend yelled ferociously: "Song Wu, I curse you, the fairy bones will peel off, you will die!!"

Fu Wan looked at the red umbrella and finally realized that this red umbrella is a semi-magic weapon.

It's not an ordinary fairy artifact, no wonder the green sandalwood hairpin can't hold it down.

It's no wonder that the blood demon is so rampant. It turns out that the hidden cards are strong enough.Fu Wan thought this way, but her limbs ached, and her cultivation was almost gone. Now she is simply a good-for-nothing who is about to die of old age.

However, Gorefiend is similar to her.

She thought like this, but didn't move. She saw the blood demon tearing through the space, using her life as a sacrifice, and opening the barrier between the demon world and the human world.

The sky was stained with red clouds, and violent resentment poured out——

Countless devilish energy drilled out from the cracks in the space, devouring the living beings everywhere.

Fu Wan stood up holding her sword, she looked down at her long snow-white hair, and walked straight in.Du Lin was unconscious on the ground, but he was fine.

She is not cultivated enough now, and she can't break the restrictions that those people put on Du Lin and his disciples.

However, when Du Lin wakes up, he can always rush away slowly.

Thinking of this, Fu Wan walked slowly to the gap where the space was torn.

The turbulent demonic energy came across her face, cutting several wounds on her face.Fu Wan raised her hand, and the ice-blue aura flickered in her hand. She hesitated for a moment, thinking of A Jing who had fainted in the cave.

She was a little worried.

When she was frowning and hesitating, she felt a sharp pain in her back, and when she looked down, she saw a blood-stained white blade stabbing out of her chest.

Fu Wan spat out a mouthful of blood, barely looked sideways, and saw a familiar face.Not long ago, she smashed the red silk of Yin Ruo, the elder of Chishamen, with her sword, and now Yin Ruo pierced her heart with her sword.

The karma in the realm of comprehension comes really fast.

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