Chapter 118: The Self-Torture Scheme
Lin Yunqing's white dress was stained with blood.
But he still stands tall and straight.
Zhang Silin holds a magic weapon.
Lightning flashed all over his body.
"Eliminate all evil and avenge our fallen comrades!"
Song just took a deep breath.
Grip the Qinglin Sword tightly.
Dive down from a high altitude. |
Just like a meteor streaking across the sky.
Rush into the demon army.
Lean towards her
Song Zhi swung his sword as fast as lightning.
There was a flash of cold light.
The few demon cultivators close to him had not yet reacted.
Then he was hit by the sword energy.
He screamed and flew backwards.
Upon seeing this, the demon cultivators all moved away in fear.
now.
There was chaos on the battlefield.
Shouts and screams were intertwined.
Lin Yunqing was fighting fiercely with several demon cultivators.
Her hands danced like phantoms.
The spell was performed so tightly that it was impenetrable.
Spiritual energy overflows all over the body.
This forced the demon cultivators to retreat again and again.
The second prince of the demonic sect watched helplessly as his father turned into ashes.
The demon cultivators were seen scattering like birds and beasts.
He was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot.
His eyes were instantly bloodshot.
His face was full of madness and despair.
He turned around and saw Song Zhi approaching Lin Yunqing.
The dark anger in my heart instantly burned to its peak.
Song Zhi is the culprit that caused all this.
And Lin Yunqing is Song Zhi's fiancée.
Naturally, we can't let it go.
"I want you to die together!"
The second prince of the demonic sect let out a shrill roar.
He rushed towards Lin Yunqing madly with sword in hand.
He rushed.
While frantically concentrating all the magic power in his body.
Prepare to die with them by self-destructing.
Song only noticed the unusual behavior of the second prince of the Demon Cultivation Cultivator.
There was endless depth in his eyes.
At this time, Lin Yunqing was trying her best to deal with the evil cultivator in front of her.
There was no time to worry about the danger behind him.
At the critical moment.
Song Zhi accelerated and ran over without hesitation.
At the moment when the second prince of the demon cultivator was about to self-destruct.
He flew towards Lin Yunqing.
Hold her tightly in your arms.
"boom!"
A loud bang that shook the earth.
The powerful impact generated by the self-detonation of the second prince of the demonic sect was like a raging tsunami.
It swept around with overwhelming force.
The surrounding space seemed to be twisted and torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
Sand, rocks and dust were blown into the air by the powerful force.
A dust cloud formed that covered the sky.
Song only felt the bones in his body.
They all made a "cracking" sound under the powerful impact.
My internal organs felt as if they had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.
But even so.
He still hugged Lin Yunqing tightly.
He used his body to build an indestructible barrier for her.
Lin Yunqing is in Song Zhi's arms.
Feel his desperate protection.
I felt both touched and worried.
Regarding the feelings between the two.
She had always wanted to get things done.
I dare not think too deeply.
And at this moment.
Can Song Zhi risk his life for her?
She looked at Song with his eyes tightly closed.
His face was as pale as paper.
Blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth.
Tears fell like pearls falling from the string.
Wait until the violent force gradually dissipates.
Everything around became a mess.
The demon cultivators and immortal cultivators were still fighting on the battlefield.
They were all knocked down by the sudden explosion.
Some demon cultivators with slightly weaker strength.
He was directly shaken to death by the aftermath.
Lin Yunqing called Song Zhi's name anxiously.
"Song Zhi, wake up, you must not be in any trouble..."
In the book, he ascended to heaven.
Blame her
Her hands were shaking.
Gently stroking Song Zhi's face.
The voice was full of fear and helplessness.
Zhang Silin saw this.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.
The tactic of inflicting pain on oneself, has this really made you smart?
Song only felt her warm tears falling on his neck.
My heart also felt a pang of pain.
Is it too much?
Qingqing was crying.
"I... I'm fine, don't be afraid..."
But his face was pale and his breath was weak.
But this comfort seems so powerless.
And at this time.
The remaining demon cultivators saw that the situation was hopeless.
I dare not even stay.
He fled towards the Demon Realm in panic.
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