The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

The snow fell lightly all over the sky, and the cold wind stung her face. Lou Xinzhou slowly opened her eyes, and saw endless white, which made her uncomfortable.

"Devil, you have no choice but to die!"

The wind picked up, and the ground was covered with an unknown thickness of snow. The biting wind rushed from behind Lou Xinzhou, pushing her forward step by step. She heard the sound and looked up.

Not far away, high in the sky, there were countless monks. It was dark and the atmosphere was tense.

Venerable Duruo from Tianshui Gongmen, Venerable Qinghuang from Fufeng Sect, and Venerable Yigu from Dunmen were arrayed in front. And behind these three Tribulation Tribulations, there are tens of thousands of people, among whom there are also a few Mahayana people.

This is······

Lou Xinzhou stayed for a while, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, and gradually, he finally remembered something.

"I think...how is the leader doing?"

She remembered that she had rushed here from the northern border of the Demon Realm.

A year ago, the decent faction suddenly launched an attack on the Demon Sect. All parties gathered to attack the Demon Realm, and their momentum was overwhelming. The Demon Sect was unable to withstand it and was defeated one after another.

A month ago, the Six Gates launched a general attack on the Demon Realm. Shao Yunfan sent almost all his elite troops to Lou Xinzhou, saying that the leader of Tianshui Fufeng Leader would come from there and asked her to defend the northern border. However, she led people When she rushed there, she found that those decent monks didn't call from there at all. Everyone looked at the deserted desert with confused faces, and it took her a long time to react.

Shao Yunfan deceived her, ostensibly sending troops to let her guard the northern border, but in reality he was trying to find a way to survive and send her away safely.

Thinking of this, she didn't care about her subordinates. She only left a message for them to rush to the snowy area, and she got here as quickly as possible.

"So many people." Shao Yunfan stood on the endless snowfield, his dark red clothes flying, holding a sword in his left hand, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, "Du Ruo, what are you afraid of?"

The spiritual sword in Shao Yunfan's hand was still Lunquan, but it had been quenched with demonic energy, and its whole body became pitch black. At this moment, it felt the huge pressure in the air, and it couldn't stop buzzing. The tail of the sword was slapped hard by the cold wind, and the bell broke into pieces.

Venerable Du Ruo in front of the formation frowned when he heard this. He did not hide the displeasure on his face. He just raised his hand and drew an arc from top to bottom in the air, "Fire the arrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of arrows were fired. At the same moment, a golden aura mixed with black breath rose from Shao Yunfan's body and shot straight into the sky. There was only one person, but his momentum was overwhelming that of thousands of troops. Those arrows were stirred by the golden light and black breath. Broken to pieces, you can't even get close to it.

This is the demonic cultivation in the tribulation period!

"He's at the end of his tether, hold on!"

The arrows with auras rained non-stop, wave after wave. Lord Dujie also took action. With the Duruo Qiong Bow in his hand, he shot nearly a hundred arrows with one shot. It was a heaven-level magic weapon, capable of high-intensity killing. Finally, many of the physical spiritual arrows penetrated Shao Yunfan's sky-high barrier.

The shield gate also used the thick armor of the heavenly magic weapon. The ancient brown magic weapon that looked like a turtle shell became extremely huge as soon as it appeared. It actually made the world darken. It covered thousands of people behind it in the shell. The turtle's body is transparent, and all kinds of attacks from here can be unleashed, but the golden light and black breath from outside cannot enter.

Venerable Qinghuang, on the other hand, stood aside calmly and did not take any action. It was obvious which side had the advantage.

"Give up, devil. Qi Yi originally wanted to die with you, but I didn't expect you to be so cunning and survive. However, the power of self-destruction during the tribulation is still uncomfortable. How long can you hold on?"

Shao Yunfan looked at the countless falling arrows. Those spiritual arrows must have been rehearsed in advance and locked all his space. He could only block most of them with his spiritual power. He seemed to be a bit more powerful. But after all, he was seriously injured, and defeat was only a matter of time.

An unknown amount of time passed like this, but he finally couldn't hold on anymore. A mouthful of blood surged into his throat and overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The spiritual light around him dispersed little by little, and finally a spiritual arrow pierced his body.

"Master!"

The almost tearing roar passed through the strong wind, passed through the rain of arrows, and penetrated the ears like thorns. Shao Yunfan opened his eyes in disbelief and saw Lou Xinzhou running towards him without caring about anything.

Before he had time to think, in the next moment, he hugged the person rushing towards him and fell heavily into the snow.

The spiritual light around Shao Yunfan ignited again, and the fountain rose into the sky, facing the rain of arrows from the sky.

"What are you doing here? Let's go!" Shao Yunfan and Lun Quan were one, and the pressure made him spit out a mouthful of blood. However, he still squeezed Lou Xinzhou's hand tightly, and his fingertips turned white with force.

Lou Xinzhou has never seen Shao Yunfan in such a miserable state. Whether he is the chief of Kunlun or the leader of the Demon Cult, Shao Yunfan is always cold and carefree, as if he doesn't care about anything. How could he see such a painful and tangled look on his face? , even though he knew that he could not escape from this situation no matter what, he still asked her to leave almost in despair.

"Master..."

Lou Xinzhou's voice was choked and hoarse. She wiped away the blood that spilled from his mouth with trembling hands. The next second, her eyes turned from grief to anger. She stood up slowly, protecting Shao Yunfan behind her.

It's hard to escape the attacks of the devil in the Demon Realm. For the past ten years, she has lived in the Demon Realm without any worries, but she also thought that such a day would come. In the past, it was Shao Yunfan who protected her behind him and solved all kinds of messes for her. Today, no matter life or death, she wants to stand in front of him.

"You just got out of body!"

"I don't care." After Lou Xinzhou finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and made several changes in just one breath. A red light suddenly appeared, the wind was quiet for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, flames swept across, roaring towards the sky like overwhelming the earth. The monks killed him.

But before the fire reached the sky, a long blue sword came from behind Lou Xinzhou and pierced her hard. Blood rushed to her throat, but she ignored it and just swallowed it calmly, moving her hands non-stop.

That is the Praying Heaven Sword, Fufeng’s heavenly magic weapon! Qinghuang takes action! But the method was also despicable, using sneak attacks.

The pale pink gauze was dyed and changed color, and the chill in the wind seemed to be even worse.

Seeing that something was wrong, Lou Xinzhou was about to start another fight, but she suddenly fell into a warm embrace. She was held by Shao Yunfan and fell down. The flames had no time to burn out the sharp arrows, and many of the remaining ones fell into Shao Yunfan's arms. on the back.

"Xinzhou..." Shao Yunfan's voice rang in his ears, but he couldn't hear it clearly. The golden light passed by Lou Xinzhou's side and sank deeply into the ground. In an instant, it caused the ground to shake crazily.

The roar from deep underground was deafening, and a huge thing suddenly rushed out from the top of the snow mountain. It was so fast that it was already in front of you before you had time to react. Your field of vision was completely white, and even what you breathed into your lungs was filled with bone-chilling snow. Scumbag.

There is an avalanche.

Before being submerged by the collapsing snow, Lou Xinzhou heard the panicked shouts of the monks high in the sky, and had only time to think like this.