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Chapter 89 Close the Door and Release the Villains (89): God Demon Stone

The fight above only attracted everyone's attention for a moment, and then the three tribes of demons and men fought again.

Although there are three direct disciples, the situation of Lingyunzong is getting weaker and weaker in the face of the two clans of demons and demons who are not low in cultivation.

Suddenly a blue shadow appeared from a distance, and as soon as it entered the battle, it took the lives of more than a dozen disciples of the Lingyun Sect.

He Jinchuan and Wen Wen looked at each other, hoping to face the monster that suddenly appeared.

The man in Tsing Yi has a pair of animal ears on the top of his head, and four fangs protruding from the corner of his mouth. He Jinchuan recognizes him. He has fought against this wolf demon twice before, and he seems to be called Qingmao.

Qing Nightmare's cultivation has improved rapidly, He Jinchuan and Wen Wen teamed up to barely draw with him.

After the Green Nightmare appeared, more wolves and birds appeared around, and it was the monsters who attacked the flying boat.

In the blink of an eye, half of Ling Yunzong's disciples were beheaded by the Yaozu.

Su Jinxiu was protected by Su Ruoqing, fearfully guarding against the monsters around her, only then did she realize how terrible the consequences would be if she left those disciples in the forbidden area.

She almost made a big mistake.

Yuan Shou, Wen Ming, Yu Shang and other disciples with slightly higher cultivation bases were all injured. Facing more and more monster races, they seemed a little bit like a fly.

"Pfft——" A sword came in from the front of the body and out from the back.

Wen Ming blocked Moxiu who was attacking Yuan Shou, but he didn't want to get a sword from Yaozu.

Yuan Shou heard the sound of flesh being cut, his heart jumped, he kicked away the monster clan who was fighting, and turned his head to catch the fallen Wen Ming.

"Wen Ming, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Wen Ming pressed the wound on his body and got up with Yuan Shou's strength, "It's not an option to go on like this. The God and Demon Stone must be unable to hold on. Let's take everyone back."

"Okay, retreat, hold on." Yuan Shou's eyes were bloodshot, he supported Wen Ming with one hand and held the sword in the other, "Everyone retreat! Everyone retreat!"

At this time, no one questioned Yuan Shou's order. Among the disciples of the sect, there were more than a dozen young disciples in the Yuan Ying stage, scattered in different positions, and two of them were guarding Yuan Shou and Wen Ming.

It was only when they formally planned to retreat that they realized that they had already been surrounded by two races of monsters and demons, and there was no way to retreat.

One punch is hard to beat four hands, and Sim Mu's body was also left with large and small holes, but the formerly delicate little fox didn't even snort, and kept burrowing into the enemy pile.

"Let's go this way!" Nine-tailed fox kicked a monster clan and said, "I will open the way for you!"

"Okay!" Yuan Shou nodded, and led his disciples closer to Nine-Tailed Fox.

Su Ruoqing handed Su Jinxiu to a disciple of Ling Yunfeng, and stayed in the rear by herself.

The Nine-Tailed Fox's fur is strong, but her cultivation level is not good. The sword of the Yaozu Moxiu fell on her body, and the cuts were made. She wanted to scream in pain.

Attacking a position with all your strength makes it easier to break through the siege.

Seeing that he was about to break out of the encirclement, a middle-aged man with antlers on his head and vertical pupils appeared through the siege of the demon clan.

"Quickly retreat! Xiaobai quickly retreat! It's the demon king!" Seeing the middle-aged man Yuan Shou was horrified, he shouted quickly, even breaking his voice.

However, it was too late.

I saw the demon king raised his right hand into a claw, and took a picture from the air. A wave of monster energy gathered above and fell towards the nine-tailed fox.

Simu couldn't resist the strong evil spirit at all, he couldn't even move.

Now it's time to get a box lunch.

Nine-Tailed Fox instinctively covered his eyes.

Sensing the fear of the little fox, He Jinchuan turned his head to look and immediately raised his heart in his throat.

Qingyan seized the right moment and grasped the sword to attack He Jinchuan's face, Wen Wen frantically threw Qingyan's sword aside to save He Jinchuan and said angrily, "You're still distracted at a time like this!"

But He Jinchuan ignored her, and left with his sword in his hand, rushing to Nine-Tailed Fox to save his own little fox.

Seeing He Jinchuan leave, Wen Wen cursed, and had no choice but to resist the green nightmare by himself.

How could He Jinchuan's speed compare to the speed of the demon king's murder? When He Jinchuan turned around, the monster aura had already fallen on the top of the nine-tailed fox.

"noob!"

"Little Fox!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Yuan Shou let go of Wen Ming and rushed out, Wen Ming stretched out his hand before it could stop him.

Simu only felt a huge thrust to throw her out, and then something splashed her face.

"Yuan Shou!"

"Brother Yuanshou!"

When Sim Mu opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground, and the people around him called Yuan Shou's name angrily, but they didn't see Yuan Shou.

When she was in a daze, blood flowed down the white hair on Sim Mu's head, and a jade plaque fell in front of Nine-Tailed Fox with a "slap".

Simu looked along the jade pendant, and saw two words engraved on it: Yuan Shou.

In an instant, Simu understood what was going on, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

He Jinchuan rushed to Jiuweihu's side, watching her bewildered, raised his hand to inject a force into Jiuweihu's body.

Sim Mu instantly turned back into a palm-sized little fox. He Jinchuan bent down and picked up the little fox, picked up the token on the ground and frowned, walked to Wen Ming and looked at the demon king.

"Don't be impulsive, we are not the opponent of the demon king." Sensing the killing intent on He Jinchuan, Wen Ming raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.

"I'll hold back the demon king, you guys go!" Slapping Wen Ming's hand away, He Jinchuan took advantage of the opportunity and pushed the little fox to him, "We can't do without him today without holding him back."

Sim Mu was immersed in the grief of Yuan Shou dying to save himself, and he didn't even realize that he was given to someone else by the villain.

At this moment, her mind is full of Yuan Shou's death, and Yuan Shou's blood splashed on her body.

"Go!" He Jinchuan put away the Cangyun sword, and two gray crescent knives appeared beside him.

Yu Shang paused, and pulled Wen Ming away from the Demon King to escape in another direction: "Let's go, now only Li Xinxiu with the highest level can block it."

Su Ruoqing glanced at Wen Wen, threw the sword in her hand and stabbed it firmly into Qing Nightmare's back, and he shouted: "Withdraw!"

As long as he does not violate his own interests, he is still willing to help these people.

Wen Wen looked at Su Ruoqing, pulled out the sword from Qingyan's chest, and flew towards the retreating disciples of Lingyun Sect.

The two crescent knives may seem ordinary, but they contain enormous power, even stronger than their owner.

The attacks that the demon king almost fell on He Jinchuan several times were easily resolved by the crescent knife.

Only monks under the fusion period can enter the forbidden area, so the demon king, Mozun, and Cang Ming have all suppressed their cultivation, and there is really nothing they can do about He Jinchuan for a while.

On the other side, Cangming suppressed Shuoyuan to death.

Wiping along the wound on his chest, and licking off the blood on his fingertips, Mozun said nonchalantly, "Your Excellency's cultivation is so unpredictable that I really wonder about your identity."

"I can't beat you, what should I do?" The frivolous tone coupled with the casual demeanor made him look like he deserved a beating.

The Mozun glanced over Cangming, and landed on the God Demon Stone behind him, at this time the demon-breaking formation was also ready.

Seeing Mo Zun's figure flicker, he attacked Cang Ming again, and Cang Ming blocked the attack with a horizontal bone sword in his hand.

But when the bone sword collided with the demon sword, the Demon Lord in front of Cang Ming turned into black smoke, and Shuo Yuan's voice sounded behind Cang Ming.

"You have been tricked, it seems that you will not be able to get the magic stone, bye."

Cang Ming turned around, seeing that Shuo Yuan, who wanted to tear open the space to escape, was not in a panic, a blood-red canvas suddenly appeared in his right hand.

The cloth sail lightly raised, and a wave of death energy rose from the demonic energy and surrounded Shuo Yuan. The death energy suppressed the demonic energy, and a skull could be seen faintly in it.

Shuo Yuan hurriedly retreated to avoid the rushing skeletons, looked back at Cang Ming, and smiled when he saw the bloody canvas in Cang Ming's hands
"So that's how I thought it was someone who is so powerful, Lord Cangming who is the head of the four ghost lords, and you are still alive."

　When I wrote Yuan Shou Shi, I cried for nothing.

　　
　
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