final stage

Lu Xi was extremely panicked in his heart. The pain from his neck and the feeling of Yin Qi entering his body tortured him so much that he gasped for air, but he didn't dare to call for help.

Zhu Yucheng took back the silver sword and stared at Bai Changchu with hostile eyes.

Bai Changchu was not in a hurry, her hands were slowly exerting force, and the blood was slowly dripping down, as if she loved this feeling of torturing people to death.

Zhu Yucheng couldn't bear to see Lu Xi's paler face, and secretly gathered the ghost energy he got from Sheqinggui before, and flew out the silver sword again.

Bai Changchu became a little impatient, and without looking at it, she wanted to raise her hand and swing the silver sword away, but unexpectedly, the silver sword was not knocked down this time, but stabbed straight into Bai Changchu's arm in a daze.

"Damn it!" Bai Changchu transformed the long-lost pain into a heart full of resentment, her jade hands were no longer white, and even a few corpse spots could be faintly seen where she was stabbed.

This was caused by damage to Bai Chang's initial cultivation base, Yi Moran was a little surprised, she could easily brush away the silver sword, why didn't she manage to brush it away the second time, and got hurt instead?

Did Zhu Yucheng use some kind of spell?He really couldn't figure it out.

Because of Bai Changchu's injury, he had to let go of Lu Xihui. Lu Xihui fell to the ground all of a sudden, and his neck was injured by a big movement. He felt dizzy from the pain.

Seeing that he was let go, Yi Moran didn't have time to ponder over what happened to Zhu Yucheng just now, so he hurried to help Lu Xihui back up. He was panting heavily, and he was still secretly thankful, because if it was a little later, he might Just die.

Taking advantage of Zhu Yucheng and Bai Changchu's confrontation at this time, Yi Moran gave up the chance to capture her in one fell swoop, and turned around to bandage Lu Xihui's wound.

Yi Moran looked around, although it was still raining and the moonlight hadn't appeared, but he still saw the species of weeds clearly with his yin and yang eyes.

Yi Moran pulled out a few herbs that could be used as medicine, gently crushed them and mixed them with cinnabar and applied them on the wound on Lu Xi's neck.

As the cinnabar exorcised evil spirits and Bai Changchu's nails contained yin energy, the two collided, making Lu Xihui so painful that Yi Moran had no choice but to slow down and apply bit by bit.

He concentrated on treating Lu Xihui's wound, but he didn't pay attention to Si Wudu behind him.

Yi Moran turned his back to him without any hesitation, and kept moving his hands.But Si Wudu slowly turned his hand away, and with a thought, the sharp blade from when he was in the inn reappeared in his hand.

The sharp blade shone with a sharp cold light, filled with the cultivation base from Hades, he gradually approached Yi Moran, and the sharp blade in his hand slowly floated in the air, waiting for Si Wudu's finger to stab him accurately. Easy to dye.

For some reason, Si Wudu hesitated, the sharp blade stopped in the air, and refused to stab it for a long time, he looked at the figure squatting to bandage others, thin and tough, his shoulders seemed to be able to carry the whole sky...

Si Wudu still urged the sharp blade, but instead of stabbing at Yi Moran, he turned around and stabbed at his left shoulder, with a muffled grunt, making Yi Minran turn around immediately.

His eyes were full of surprise, but Si Wudu only thought that he was wondering why he was injured.

In fact, Yi Moran had already noticed Si Wudu's approach behind him, and just when he was about to stand up, such an accident happened.

"Wudu...you..." Yi Moran was speechless in shock, but Si Wudu pulled out the sharp blade and shook his head indifferently: "I'm fine. The sharp blade flying from somewhere must be behind the scene." The man came out."

He analyzed it to Yi Moran solemnly, but Yi Moran didn't listen to a word, just stared at Si Wudu's left shoulder and remained silent for a long time.

Lu Xihui's wound had already been bandaged, and when Yi Moran was about to fight with Bai Changchu with Zhu Yucheng, Zhu Yucheng was slapped away by Bai Changchu and fell to the ground.

Zhu Yucheng's silver sword was also thrown aside, and he tried hard to get it back, but he still couldn't recover.

Yi Moran stepped forward and picked up the silver sword, handed it to Zhu Yucheng, helped him up, and said: "Mr. Lu's bleeding has stopped, you protect him first, and leave this female ghost to me. "

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed across Zhu Yucheng's grateful eyes, but it was fleeting, and Yi Moran didn't notice it.

Zhu Yucheng took the silver sword and retreated to Lu Xihui's side, determined not to hurt him again.

Yi Moran faced Bai Changchu and quickly sorted out the situation. In less than an hour, three of the four were injured. This was definitely not a good start.

Yi Moran's copper coin sword opened, and the golden light burst out. In the long dark night, it seemed like a ray of hope. He shouted in his mouth and raised his sword. The Qi was cut across the waist and rushed straight to the blade.

Resentment and the collision of the copper coin sword are all competing with one's own ability.

On this side, Bai Changchu continued to strengthen his resentment, and on the other side, Yi Moran also tried his best to block it. For a while, the strength was evenly balanced.

Si Wudu looked itchy, and handed the Soul Lamp in his hand to Lu Xihui, and told him and Zhu Yucheng to take good care of it. Before Lu Xi could turn his head, he joined the battle with the money sword in his hand.

The strength in his hand suddenly lightened, and only then did Yi Moran realize that Si Wudu had also joined in. "Wudu your injury..." Yi Moran was a little worried, but Si Wudu didn't take it seriously, and replied with a smile: "Practitioner, I can still resist this injury."

Yi Moran nodded, but didn't ask about the Soul Lamp. After all, with Zhu Yucheng's cultivation, it should be no problem to protect a Soul Lamp.

Si Wudu joined the battle, which undoubtedly gave Yi Moran a great boost. The tacit understanding between the two for many days finally came in handy.

Yi Moran flew away with a piece of talisman paper, and when Bai Changchu hurriedly dodged, Si Wudu's money sword rushed over immediately, forcing Bai Changchu to resist with resentment.

Originally like this, Yi Moran and the others should have the upper hand, but soon, it will be Haishi...

"Midnight arrives, the gate of hell opens." Bai Changchu said these words sadly, but the surrounding air suddenly dropped. It was the end of summer, but it was like being in the cold winter.

Yi Moran knew that this was not just a change in temperature, but a result of Yin Qi.Sure enough, when the yin and yang eyes saw it, the yin energy was strong again!

The mist was still spreading, and it was about to cover the entire village, and the fighting was still going on.

Here Lu Xihui has not recovered from the fright just now, but when he heard Si Wudu say that he wanted to protect the lamp, he firmly held the lantern in his arms.

"Give me the lamp." A strange male voice came, and Zhu Yucheng noticed it immediately. He clenched the spell tightly in his hand and observed the source of the voice.

Si Wudu was still using the money sword to stab Bai Changchu, but when the male voice sounded, he reacted quickly.

"Lu Xihui, your test tonight is to protect the lantern!" Si Wudu shouted at him from a distance, and Lu Xihui listened without saying a word.

The heart that was frightened by the male voice gradually slowed down, and the hand protecting the lantern became tighter and tighter. He knew that protecting the lantern was the only thing he could help now.