Chapter 169 Lin Lan, how dare she?

Lin Lan was shocked when she saw this, and quickly dodged to the side. The magic in her hand changed suddenly, and magic shadows emerged from behind her, trying to resist Jia Luo's fierce attack.

But Jialuo was filled with grief and anger at the moment, and his attacks became more and more fierce. The evil shadow dissipated like foam under the peach wood sword.

The demon god laughed wildly: "You are courting death. How dare you harm my guardian!"

As he finished speaking, he waved his hands, and the power of the magic thunder became stronger and stronger. Black lightning raged in the hall, and wherever it went, bricks and stones collapsed, leaving a mess. Everyone was suppressed by this violent force and gradually could not stand it.

Although everyone tried their best to resist, the evil spirit was like a leech attached to their bones, constantly eroding their spiritual power. Their movements became slower and slower, and their faces turned pale.

At the end of the day, he vomited blood and was about to fall.

Jia Luo looked at the badly injured people with great anxiety. He swung the peach wood sword in his hand and threw out a talisman paper. In an instant, lightning and thunder appeared.

The talisman paper transformed into violent lightning forces, roaring towards the Demon God and Lin Lan, trying to buy them a moment of respite with this fierce attack.

The demon god saw this, but just sneered, raised his hand and waved lightly, and a black magic barrier appeared out of thin air, absorbing all the power of thunder and lightning, and then the magic barrier turned into countless black spikes, shooting back at everyone.

Jia Luo shouted: "Be careful!"

She flashed and stood in front of her fellow brothers, waving the peach wood sword in her hand rapidly, forming a sword curtain, trying her best to block the devil's thorns.

However, there were too many magic thorns, and a few of them broke through her defense, scratching her arms and cheeks, and blood oozed out.

Lin Lan stood aside, watching everyone struggling desperately, her face full of mockery. The twisted smile made her fair and tender face look particularly gloomy.

"Humph, look at how ferocious you are now, and you still dare to go against the Demon Lord. You are simply overestimating your own abilities!"

As she spoke, she slapped Shi Mo, who was closest to her. Jia Luo rushed forward to protect Shi Mo, but was hit in the chest by the palm. She flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and hit heavily on a stone pillar. The stone pillar collapsed instantly and she slid down, with blood staining her clothes red.

“Lolo!”

“Lolo!”

......

Just when everyone was in dire straits, Dahua rushed out from somewhere, roared "Meow", and his hair stood up. His body expanded several times in size in an instant, turning into a majestic giant beast.

It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a surging torrent of flames. The flames were extremely hot and rushed straight towards the Demon God and Lin Lan.

Upon seeing this, the demon frowned slightly, raised his hand and swung out a gust of demonic wind in an attempt to blow away the powerful flames, but the flames stubbornly penetrated the demonic wind, forcing him to dodge to the side.

At the same time, the little Qilin in Jialuo's jade pendant also flashed out, turning into a dazzling golden light, circling around everyone at a high speed.

Wherever it passed, a golden light curtain slowly took shape, enveloping everyone inside. The black spikes hit the light curtain, shattering one after another, splashing strings of black sparks.

“Go!”

Jialuo forced himself to shout, and everyone, under the protection of Dahua and Xiao Qilin, ran towards the exit of the hall.

The demon god saw this and became furious. He flashed and was about to catch up.

Dahua was not willing to give up. It roared again, dug the ground with its four claws, stirred up a cloud of dust, and then rushed towards the demon like an arrow. Its sharp claws flashed several cold lights in the air and went straight for the demon's throat.

The demon snorted coldly and raised his hand to block. The two of them instantly wrestled with each other and it was difficult to separate them for a while.

The little Qilin continuously released golden spiritual power in the air, cooperating with the big flower to continuously entangle the demon.

Taking advantage of this gap, everyone ran wildly and finally escaped from the gloomy and terrifying hall.

As soon as they walked out of the hall, everyone felt a fresh breeze blowing on their faces, but they had no time to enjoy it and continued to run forward staggeringly.

Behind him, the demon's roar shook the forest and mountains: "You can't escape!"

Lin Lan also shouted: "Don't let them get away, chase them!"

But Dahua and Xiao Qilin fought and retreated, holding back the Demon God and Lin Lan, buying precious time for everyone.

When everyone ran to a hidden valley, Dahua and Xiao Qilin finally got rid of the pursuit and rushed back.

At this time, everyone was already exhausted and collapsed to the ground, with wounds on their bodies still bleeding.

Jia Luo endured the pain and set up a formation around everyone, then took out pills from his small bag and distributed them to everyone.

"Everyone, take it quickly. It's important to heal your wounds first." Jia Luo said with a pale face.

Everyone took the pill and swallowed it. After a while, their faces regained some color.

Shi Mo walked to Luo Luo's side, squatted down and looked at Jia Luo, and asked softly: "Lolo, how are you?"

Jia Luo shook his head and said nothing!

"I'm sorry, Lolo, I..."

Before Shi Mo could finish, Jia Luo interrupted him: "Brother Shi Mo, don't worry, I'm fine. If you have to say sorry, it's us who are sorry to you. Originally, these things had nothing to do with you. It's us who implicated you!"

Shi Mo touched her messy hair, feeling bitter: "Lolo, don't say that. I told you the first day I met you that you are my biological sister!"

Jia Luo looked at him with a smile: "It is only natural for your sister to save you!"

As people listened to the conversation between Jialuo and Shimo, they felt a surge of warmth in their hearts. In this desperate situation, this friendship became even more precious.

Ning Qinghe struggled to get up, walked to Jialuo's side, checked her injuries, frowned, "Luluo, you can't delay treatment for this injury, you have to recover as soon as possible."

"Fourth Senior Brother, I'm fine! Lin Lan and the demon god may catch up with us at any time. The most urgent thing is to find a way to save our eldest senior brother."

After hearing what Jia Luo said, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, knowing that the situation was urgent.

Ning Qing nodded, his eyes firm: "Luo Luo is right, we can't just sit and wait for death. I just sent a message to Master, he should be here soon, we will heal our wounds while waiting for Master."

After hearing this, Jia Luo felt relieved. He then closed his eyes and used the spiritual power in his body to heal his wounds.

In the valley, there was a quiet yet tense atmosphere. The sounds of people's breathing intertwined with each other, accompanied by bursts of stinging pain coming from the wounds.

Jia Luo closed her eyes and healed her wounds, her brows slightly wrinkled from time to time. The attack from the demon god had left her seriously injured.

Wen Zhi sat aside, his eyes never leaving Jia Luo. He gently picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, rubbed it repeatedly in his hands, his eyes full of worry.

Ning Qinghe and others braced themselves and carefully surveyed the terrain around the valley, looking for key points where they could temporarily deploy defenses.

He knew very well that the Demon God and Lin Lan would not let them go easily, and this brief peace could be broken at any time.

After an unknown amount of time, Jia Luo's condition improved slightly. But just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Jia Luo felt a sharp pain in his heart, his face turned pale in an instant, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Lolo, what's wrong with you?" Wen Zhi was quick to support Jialuo, his face full of anxiety.

Jia Luo frowned, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his smooth forehead.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying her best to endure the piercing pain, closed her eyes, and kept pinching her lips with her little hands.

Not long after, Jia Luo's eyes suddenly opened, full of hatred and fear: "Lin Lan, how dare she?"