The moment Jinbao finished setting up the protective array, a massive explosion occurred in all the areas around Qingyuan Mountain where snakes had been coiled up!
The deafening explosions terrified the timid children, making them cry.
Several guards who were refused entry into the protective formation by Jinbao coughed up blood.
Xie Ao let out a long sigh of relief. He stood on the outermost layer of the protective array and watched helplessly as the Shangguan family's guards were blown to pieces.
After the thick smoke and fog dissipated, the area outside the protective formation of Qingyuan Town was completely obscured from view.
Standing on Qingyuan Mountain, Zhu Yi carefully smelled the faint sweet scent of peaches wafting from the smoke of the bombs—it was the peach blossom fragrance made by Xiao Taohua!
This means they're all alive! After successfully destroying every joint of the snake wall, every single one of the magical plants is still alive!
The seven golden lotus petals successfully blocked the attack of the heavy ice spikes.
Zhu Yi did not relax for a moment.
Those who have no entourage behind them always carry an indomitable courage.
Zhu Yi turned around and saw that Qingyuan Town was completely protected by Jinbao.
Su Linyuan has not yet woken up. The people of Qingyuan Town are losing their vitality day by day. Outside Qingyuan Town, groups of demonic cultivators are lurking, and every place is a deadly crisis.
"I didn't expect you to have some skill." Zhu Yi heard all the chatter from the demon snakes, but she ignored it. With her delicate fingers forming a new hand seal, seven lotus petals flew out again, fluttering and drifting. The soft petals chose seven weak points in the snake's wall and stabbed them hard.
In an instant, millions of lotus petals appeared, and amidst the golden light, the snake, which had been struggling against the wall, was forced to retreat and disappeared from Qingyuan Town at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the critical moment, Zhu Yi commanded the Crane Feather Flying Vehicle to head straight for the center of the demon cultivator's tent.
A girl dressed in red with black hair stood against the wind, amidst the clouds. Her sudden appearance stunned the demonic cultivators who had been swaggering around recently.
Everyone's attention was focused on the injured Chi Su, and no one was concerned that the snake-wall barrier had been destroyed.
Surrounded by green mountains and fluttering snowflakes, Zhu Yi's red dress stood out brightly against the vast sky and earth.
She gazed into the distance, where spiritual energy surged and churned within the demonic cultivator's tent at the very center. She put away the Brahma Lamp and unleashed a thick stack of fire-igniting talismans and exorcism talismans at the attacking demonic cultivators. She then used the Heartbreak Sword to unleash the full power of the thirteen sword techniques of "Morning Clouds and Evening Rain."
The demonic cultivators who rushed up from the first floor were quickly dealt with.
Next comes the second layer.
The connection between them was incredibly strong. Xue Shan and Luo Zhihuai circled around the other side of the demonic cultivator's tent. After killing the demonic cultivator in front of them, Xue Shan said, "Quickly rescue Weiwei! My junior sister and I are outside!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Zhihuai did not hesitate at all, and under the cover of Xue Shan and Feng Duo, rushed towards Chi Su's tent.
He had imagined many terrible consequences these days, but at this moment, he and Weiwei were separated only by a large cowhide tent, and he was actually a little afraid to go in.
He was afraid to see Weiwei's lifeless, despairing gaze, afraid that Weiwei would appear before him like a walking corpse, utterly hopeless.
He traveled through mountains and rivers, crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, and passed through the Hall of Reincarnation. He had finally earned the chance to be with Weiwei again in this life, and he was unwilling to give it up.
Inside the large tent, all was quiet.
He didn't know what was going on inside, but the thick smell of blood always made him uneasy!
Luo Zhihuai tiptoed in, moving slowly inside. His longsword was pointed warily at the heavy curtain of the tent. He tried to be as quiet as possible, trying to discern the sounds inside the tent.
It seemed that even her breathing was inaudible.
He turned to the side and stood at the tent entrance, gently lifting the curtain. There was no movement. He slowly lifted the curtain, and with a "whoosh!" sound, a fluorescent blue crystal arrow with a faint flame shot straight towards his chest.
Luo Zhihuai lightly parried with his sword, and the arrow fell to the ground dejectedly.
"Weiwei?"
He heard a woman's soft sobbing coming from inside; it was so faint, it broke his heart.
"Don't be afraid!"
Luo Zhihuai's voice trembled with the joy of something lost and then regained.
He stood still, calmed himself, and used a cleansing spell to remove the filth from his body.
Then, with composure and determination, he lifted the curtain and strode inside.
Familiar footsteps approached, and Weiwei opened her eyes in a daze. The person in front of her was dressed in white, the same white satin that Brother Zhihuai liked. However, she could only see Luo Zhihuai's face in everyone she saw. Waves of heat emanated from him, almost driving her crazy!
"Get away! Get away if you don't want to die by my arrows!" Weiwei's resolute resistance amidst despair and hardship is truly heartbreaking.
Her pale face had an unhealthy flush.
Her sweat-dampened hair was knotted in clumps, and her clothes were so disheveled that she hadn't even had time to properly tie the thin belt around her waist.
Luo Zhihuai tried to keep his voice from trembling too much: "Weiwei, I'm your older brother. Do you remember when we were little, when I went to the Wei family's school to learn magic, you would secretly wait for me on my way home from school and bring me sweet osmanthus cakes?"
"Don't come any closer... Brother Zhihuai... Waaah!"
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