In the face of the attack of the demon, Helian Xuanyu chose to step back, so that the disciples of the three spiritual platforms showed an angry expression.

However, where do they know that they are themselves a memorial to the monster, Helian Xuanyu has long understood the meaning of the three spiritual platforms, and how can they waste their strength in vain.

And even if the three grandstands are not this, with Helian Xuanyu's city, cold, he will do so.

Feng Lingling knew Herren Xuanyu's thoughts, but she was worried about the safety of the company.

Fortunately, on her side, she was relieved to see that Shi Yuzheng was smiling at her lovely.

Of course, Shi Xiaojun is not so stupid to fight with the monster, there are a lot of shields here!

The wise time is not stupid, he directly regarded the disciples of the three spiritual platforms as a substitute for the dead.

The three men looked calmly from a distance, without a trace of sympathy in their eyes.

Rather than die, it is better to look at yourself with cold eyes.

The Holy Spirit does not believe in the weak, nor does it believe in tears.

The demons attacked frantically, and the three spiritual disciples quickly lost, fled everywhere, but they were still deceived by the monsters and tearing up the flesh and blood.

There was a loud smell of blood, and there was a loud scream of people everywhere.

But the demons did obey the orders of the ghosts, that is, the “devil lord” in their mouths, and did not kill any one.

They play like cats and mice, playing with every loser, like a way of treating Zhu.

As for the suing...

He looked at Zhu Yan’s hiding place with some sympathy, and his mouth taunted.

This time, I was afraid that Zhu Yan was in danger of escaping.

Zhu Yan hid behind the nearest tree to Helian Xuanyu and Feng Lingling, trying to pull down his sense of existence as much as possible.

He now does not even have the strength of a first-order fighter, and if he does not hide, will he be directly torn by these demons?

The chief disciple of the Confucian Temple, this is also a hindsight.

But the worse is yet to come.

Zhu Yan was soon found by the Murong family, and the sharp sharp sword pointed quickly to Zhu Yan's throat.

Murong's eyes were red, full of hatred, looked at Zhu Yan, gritted his teeth: "The name Zhu, you have today!"

The moment he saw Zhu Yan, the Murong family master was always looking for the most appropriate time to kill Zhu Yanzi to avenge.

Zhu Yan was surprised, a fear from the bottom of his heart, the desire to survive began to torture him.

If it is in the past, the third-order fight clan Zhu Yan will not be in the eyes of the Murong family who is still a combatant.

But now, Zhu Yan is not even a first-order combatant, completely a useless person with no fighting ability, he naturally knows that the Murong family master can take his life at any time.

Looking at the hatred of the Murong family, Zhu Yan sweated coldly, and the blood that had not yet dried up ran down his cheeks and chin, flowing to the ground.

His lips squirmed a few times, and he had the thought of asking for forgiveness, but he could not say anything.

After all, he was also proud of the chief disciple of Xian Leda, and these mean people saw him and feared!

"Your name is Zhu, you killed my only son, and you gave a blame to the phoenix girl, God is difficult, today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to my poor Yinyan!"The eyes of the Murong family master floated in tears, gritted his teeth and said, raising his sword to the throat of Zhu Yan!

Zhu Yan struggled to crawl away, but the shackles emitted by the Murong family made him unable to move.

Suddenly, he saw a beautiful shadow on his side, and his expression was suddenly happy.

"Sister, save me..." a word just shouted out, the tail voice has not disappeared, Zhu Yan felt a sharp pain in his neck.

It was as if a cold, hard thing had penetrated his throat.

He wanted to speak out and couldn’t speak again.

The dream fairy's eyes were calm, standing faintly less than ten steps away from Zhu, watching the long sword of the Murong family master pierced Zhu Yan's throat.

If she had just helped, Zhu Yan would certainly not have died.

But how could she possibly save Zhu?She was trying to make Zhu Yan never speak, unable to say what she had done before!

And Zhu Yan died, no matter who accuses her in the future, she can push everything to Zhu Yan's head.

Dead people cannot justify.

Zhu Yan in the breath of the moment, in the Murong family master hard to pull out the long sword, the neck of the blood flow of the moment, finally staring at the eyes, see the cold in the eyes of his sister.

“What he wanted to say, but he couldn’t say a word.

Before he died, Zhu Yan finally understood that his sister-in-law had never thought of saving him from beginning to end.

The cold feeling of feelinglessness suddenly reminded him of many things in his life.

If it is not because he secretly has a love for the sister, how can he strive to do the best of everything, at all costs to become the chief disciple of Xianletai, only for her to be able to look more at his eyes?

Now it seems so ridiculous.

In her eyes, there was always only her brother...

In the darkness of the darkness, Zhu Yan closed his eyes full of bitterness forever.

The vision of the dream fairy has been falling on Zhu Yan's face, and when she confirmed that Zhu Yan has been out of breath, she withdrew her sight without any trace of nostalgia.

The owner of the Murong family was full of tears, and he said, “Yingyan!My father has finally avenged you!”

The tone and expression were enough to touch anyone with a hard heart.

However, Feng Lingling laughed a little, and did not look away from her face.

Murong Yingyan is also her enemy, and she will not be happy for Murong Yingyan's great revenge.

In addition, Murong Yingyan's death, said that the culprit is still a dream fairy, Murong family master stupid to find Zhu, completely can not see the dream fairy with a knife to kill the mouth of the mind, not worthy of sympathy.

At this moment, the ghost-faced man, the demon lord, has recalled the insanely attacked monsters.

The disciples of the three spiritual platforms were more than half disabled, and many people's skin was torn down, just as terrible as Zhu Yan's previous.

“Helian Yu, you have a toxic heart!”At this stage of the eye, the three spiritual disciples are no longer afraid of His Royal Highness the Genuine Fenghua.

Death is in sight, they have experienced the most painful demon attack, are they afraid of a big living man?

So, some disciples shouted red and shouted, accusing Helian Xuanyu of abandoning the people.

If you are to be ashamed of others, but His Royal Highness?

I saw that Helian Xuanyu swiped the disciple coldly, and the perfect chin was slightly lifted up, and the cold eyes showed a hint of obvious contempt.

“Do you want me to help you too?”He smiled coldly, and the sound was like frost in the ice.

The contempt of this red fruit made the disciple instantly sad and angry.

Even if you see death and not save, there is no shame at all, there is no such thing as a happy generation, it is not good for animals!

The eyes of the disciple clearly expressed all kinds of insults against Helian Xuanyu.

At present, Helian Xuanyu will not care about an ant at all, he snores coldly, and he no longer cares about the disciple, and looks back and cares about his weak baby.

However, he could not tolerate his most adoring Hurian being insulted, even if it was only insulted by the eyes.

Suddenly, the company jumped up and scolded, “What are you?”Why did Heldon save you?Besides, have we beg you to come?It was your Lord who threw you in and sent you to death!”

Obviously, these spiritual disciples got one thing wrong from the beginning.

That is, although they entered the forbidden land together with Helian Xuanyu and others, Helian Xuanyu did not protect their responsibilities and obligations.

At least, their host did not explain that Helian Xuanyu had to protect their safety.

At this moment, Shi Xiaozhan suddenly made these spiritual disciples feel like they were filled with a thud, and suddenly realized!

The Lord of Shadows is right!It was the Lord who threw them in and killed them!

The faces of many Lingtai disciples have changed, and they are unwilling to face up to this cruel fact, but the facts are in front of them, and they have to face it.

But it’s too late to say anything now.

At present, the enemy, no matter what reason they are here, it no longer matters.

The ghost noodles saw a group of people fighting in their nests, and suddenly they laughed: "For thousands of years, the Holy Spirit on the continent is still so smoky, it seems that it should be injected with some fresh blood!"

Sikkim couldn’t help but laugh out: “New blood?Are you a demonic monster?I think it counts!”

Sikyong has long seen this monster is not eye-to-eye, obviously good people, have to go with the devil, but also good to mean the moon stage before the host!

Two words: Shame!

The ghost face suddenly gloomy, sharp as an eagle's eyes shot at the sky, thin fingers slowly grasped.

In her heart, Feng Linglong quickly reached out and pulled over the nearest Shi Air, so that Shi Yuanjun could stand with her.

“You don’t have to say two words.”He lowered his voice, not worried in his eyes.

This ghost-faced man is not only fierce, but also the demon spirit has been cultivated to a certain extent.

Heck, he was clamoring, but he forgot that no one could provoke.

“Oh!”He did not object to Feng Lingling, of course, he knew that Feng Linglong was for his good.

In fact, the ghost face is really ready to give the Shi Yuan a headache, the magic has been condensed in the palm of his hand.

But after seeing Shi Yuzhan was pulled away by Feng Linglong, the ghost noodles looked at Shikang Zhan coldly for a while, and the five fingers were loosened again.

The five fingers loosened, the magic in the palm of his hand naturally dispersed, and the ghost-faced man gave up the idea of teaching Shi Xiaozhan.

Because once you shoot, it may also affect the phoenix.

And Feng Lingling's current state of weakness, not to mention the spread, even if any one finger can make her die.

After the ghost noodles hum coldly, waved their hands and let the demons start the second wave of attacks: "Continue to play with this seat!"It's fun!"

"Yes!The Devil!”The demons were so excited that they grinned at the disciples again.

In an instant, the forest was caught up in a dogfight, and all kinds of pains and howling were crying, and blood was filled with blood.

The pineapple licked her lips, like a glare flashing cold.

This ghost face only endured the idea of teaching Shi Yuzhan, and directly confirmed her heart's guess: the idea of ghost noodles beating the red blood lotus!