Chapter 120
"Damn!"

Ye Shurong cursed secretly, and ran forward, the poisonous mist of the phantom poison forest seriously obstructed her sight, the feeling of extreme danger that made her palpitate has not disappeared.

Seeing a figure in front of her from a distance, Ye Shurong chased after her, and her pupils shrank slightly in the next second.

The silver-haired young man is still handsome, with no human emotions in his gray eyes. He raised his head with blood on his face, and Lin Jin's sword was under his feet...

"Are you looking for him? Unfortunately...it's too late."

This is not Mo Jiu... Ye Shurong's rationality told her that the red line did not fluctuate at all.

However, the emotions in her heart overwhelmed her rationality, she seemed unable to control herself, and pointed the knife at "Mo Jiu" opposite.

The clarity in the eyes collapsed, and the wine-colored eyes were dyed bright red, let everything shatter in front of you!

The accumulated power of space exploded, and tiny black cracks appeared around it, exuding terrifying fluctuations.

The man in the cloak in the dark wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a greedy and fiery light in his eyes, he was actually backlashed, it really is a powerful bloodline...

Somewhere in the Illusory Poison Forest, the monster stowaway, the traitor, and the two elders of Huoxuan confronted each other. Suddenly, these strong men all looked at the depths of the forest. The people did not show any weakness, and followed closely behind...

"Smelly girl, wake up!!!"

A voice sounded from the bottom of her heart, Ye Shurong was awakened by that loud voice, and the scene in front of her made her frightened for a while.

The tooth blade was pressed against Lin Jin's heart, and she would have killed her partner with just a little more force.

The handsome young man in black was also in a very strange state, with his eyes closed and his brows tightly furrowed, as if he was in a nightmare.

"As expected of being the last member of the Sikong family." A frivolous voice sounded from behind, Ye Shurong turned his head suddenly, his eyes sharp.

"It's really not easy to be able to force out of the dream."

The person who came out of the darkness was wrapped in a black cloak with a dark atmosphere, and a small snow-white rabbit squatted on his shoulder, and his bright red eyes flashed a strange light for a moment.

Ye Shurong felt bad, before he could escape in the future, he felt the chill penetrate his chest from behind.

"It's a pity...you are the only one who escaped from the dream..."

The demon sword from beyond the sky, but Wufeng can easily pierce flesh and blood. Ye Shurong felt that life was passing by, and the severe pain made her consciousness gradually blurred.

She suddenly wanted to know how Mo Jiu felt when the void penetrated her chest, it must be more painful than herself...

Those who are wounded by the sword of meteoric iron from outside the sky will die with blood flowing out. This is an unsolvable curse, but... her partner must not be allowed to die here!

The last power of space burst into flames in an instant, and the internal organs were in pain as if being stirred. The chestnut-haired girl spit out a mouthful of blood, her face was extremely white, and she was so weak that it seemed to dissipate into pieces at any time, but the momentum on her body gradually changed, it was a kind of explosion that was about to explode. a feeling of.

"Smelly girl! Are you crazy? Stop! Otherwise you will really die!" For it that has lived from ancient times to the present, the Sword of Beyond the Sky has a chance of life no matter how evil it is.

If this girl dies, when that existence wakes up, it will be... unimaginable horror.

The wicked smile on the cloaked man's face froze, feeling something was wrong, but it was too late.

"Great Teleportation..." Blood continued to ooze from the corner of his mouth, the weak voice dissipated, white light flashed, and there was a large pool of blood and an annoyed cloaked man on the ground.

"What a pity, I almost got the essence of her bloodline." The cloak was taken off, revealing a pair of bewitching red phoenix eyes and long hair like splashed ink, "Sikong's bloodline is over, and it is said that the blood of the Siming family is also good... ...But there are too many old monsters, so it's hard to do it."

 Ye Shurong is dying?Who is the enchanting man under the death cloak?Please continue to pay attention~ (daily convulsion)

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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