Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

The moment Su Yi pierced Wei Tianming's chest, a white light flashed, her arms were separated from her body, and she was thrown out by a force.

Mu Xiaoran didn't expect that Su Yi could change the formation instantly, but that didn't mean he couldn't catch up with Su Yi's speed.

"You are very talented. Your master will be proud to have a disciple like you."

Mu Xiaoran said calmly, and tapped Wei Tianming casually, and the bleeding on Wei Tianming's chest stopped immediately.

Wei Tianming's face was pale, but fortunately his inner elixir was not damaged. Now he has Mu Xiaoran to protect him. As long as he recuperates well and retreats for a while, he should be fine.

"Thank you, Elder Mu!"

Wei Tianming saved his life and hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

Mu Xiaoran ignored him.

The only reason he was saved was because he was from the Immortal Sect.

Su Yi watched Mu Xiaoran easily rescue Wei Tianming. She was so shocked and angry that she could no longer maintain her consciousness that was barely surviving in the ghost energy. She attacked Wei Tianming again without regard for the consequences:

"My master? My master has been killed by this scum!"

Her master Xiang Tian was a genius in formation techniques, but before he could show his talent to the world, he died silently at the hands of Wei Tianming!

Mu Xiaoran raised his sword, and with the pressure from the high-ranking person, he pressed down her body, and directly pierced through her inner core that was condensed with ghost energy:

"It's a pity."

There are not many evil ghosts who can remain conscious like Su Yi. The evil ghosts who have lost consciousness will take the initiative to go outside to stop the monks from approaching and not cause trouble for Su Yi.

Now that they saw Su Yi was injured, even though he was unconscious, they hurriedly wanted to save Su Yi, but the evil spirits that rushed over could not get close to Mu Xiaoran at all.

Upon seeing this, the other monks immediately took advantage of the situation and pursued the enemy, trying to annihilate all the evil spirits in one fell swoop.

Su Yi struggled to move, but under Mu Xiaoran's pressure, she couldn't move at all. She growled fiercely, her face stained red with blood and tears:

"Do you know what this scum has done? Do you know how many people he has killed?"

"It does not matter."

Mu Xiaoran said calmly.

Because no one cares, it doesn't matter.

Su Yi was stunned.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

She laughed at the Immortal Sect, laughed at Mu Xiaoran, and laughed at her own incompetence.

She thought of her friends who had entrusted their souls and powers to her without hesitation, even if there was no afterlife.

She remembered that her master once said that he would join them in taking revenge, and after the revenge, he would take them to see the beautiful scenery of the fairy mountain.

She remembered that her master once touched her head and said, "Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. It's not that there is no reward, it's just that the time has not come yet."

But she is about to die, when will the retribution for the evildoers come?

"Then let's die together."

Su Yi held down Mu Xiaoran's sword, and a viciousness that was not in line with his age appeared on his face, which was not in line with his age.

Even if her mind and soul are destroyed, she will kill anyone who stands in her way and take Wei Tianming's life today!

Who would have thought that at this moment, a roar that shook the earth suddenly came from the sky, and the entire mirror barrier suddenly cracked. Looking up, it was like a crack in the sky.

Before everyone could react, the sky shook and cracks spread across the entire sky in an instant.

Then there was the dull sound of the barrier breaking.

"This is impossible……"

Su Yi was shocked. "The mirror barrier will not disappear unless I die..."

However, the fact is that the mirror barrier was completely shattered, and everyone returned to reality from the mirror.

But when everyone returned to reality, they soon discovered that the barrier city, which was supposed to be in good condition, was now a sea of ​​fire, and the degree of tragedy was comparable to that in the mirror.

The only difference is that the barrier city in the mirror image was destroyed in the fight, while the real city was burned down by Jizhi.

Jizhi is very happy now.

He played with the little turtle by himself for most of the day and was so bored that he started chewing tree bark to grind his teeth. It was his sister who came to him and took him to play such an interesting game.

My sister is so nice to him! My sister really likes him the most!

Ji Zhi was rejoicing as he threw the burning talisman paper everywhere, followed by a series of roars.

Whoever dared to stop him, he would tear off their head and throw them into the burning fire with flesh and blood.

Setting the fire was what his sister asked him to do. Anyone who dares to stop him is seeking death! Tear him apart!

Wei Tianming looked at his barrier city becoming what it was now. The pain in his already seriously injured chest doubled, his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

His money...his medicine man...

Before he could open his mouth to stop them, he saw two puppets that looked like humans but had no souls approaching the Rizhu who was still breathing, and they chopped off the Rizhu's head with their swords and burned the Rizhu's body.

His cash cow!

Wei Tianming almost couldn't breathe and was about to scream, but the hole in his chest inexplicably began to fester, and the blood that had been stopped by Mu Xiaoran began to flow out again.

He subconsciously pressed his hand to his chest, but his palm was corroded as well. He opened his mouth and retched, only to find that his stomach was also rotten, and dense swarms of tiny bugs were gnawing at his flesh. Even the inner elixir in his abdomen had been corroded by the poison without him knowing when.

The pain increased a hundred times in an instant. He screamed in agony and subconsciously covered his face, which resulted in his face also beginning to be corroded.

His consciousness was extremely clear, and his stomach was empty but he was still able to breathe. However, his body was still turning black and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The surrounding monks were frightened when they saw this and retreated one after another. When Lu Yingjie found out that Wei Tianming was not in good condition, he immediately retreated several hundred meters away, wishing he had never touched him.

Even Mu Xiaoran was shocked by Wei Tianming's current appearance.

"poison?"

Mu Xiaoran was surprised, and soon he found a finger of unknown origin lying next to Wei Tianming's rolling body.

When it saw that it was discovered, the finger stood up and twisted twice, a blatant provocation.

Mu Xiaoran's eyes turned cold and he cut off the magic thread on the edge of his finger. The poisoned finger fell limply and soon rotted and disappeared.

This poison is too overbearing, even Nascent Soul cultivators cannot resist it. The only one who can make this poison is the third young master of the demon clan, Su Xianyun!

Mu Xiaoran immediately looked around and did not expect that in addition to Ji Zhi, Su Xianyun was also here.

He clearly remembered that the three young masters of the demon world would never appear in the same occasion!

Just as he was distracted, the magic line connected to Su Yi again and pulled her back.

Mu Xiaoran raised his sword to block it, but a dark red sword flew through the air and accurately blocked the tip of his sword.

The Burning Sword made a sharp buzzing sound, and ghost energy gathered around its sword body, accompanied by a strong smell of blood. A pale and very beautiful hand soon stretched out from the ghost energy.

His fingers were long, with strong joints, and they gripped the hilt of the sword one by one.

Mu Xiaoran's expression changed slightly, and he immediately made a gesture to retreat, but he was still a step too slow. A thick ghost energy exploded, and in an instant, with the Burning Sword as the center, the hot demonic energy and ghost energy engulfed the surroundings. All the cultivators nearby could not escape this disaster and lost their lives instantly.

The tragic blood dyed Mu Xiaoran's vision red.

Zhong Xian appeared in the ghostly aura. He stood with a sword in hand. His face was covered with spells, and his eyes, which were always as dark as those of an evil ghost, were now stained with a bright red:

"Hey, Mu Xiaoran from Xuyun Sect?"

He laughed out loud:

"I was very sad that your apprentice survived after being cut in half by me. As compensation, how about I chop off your head? It's not too much, right?"