match made in heaven

Sang Rao looked up to the sky and shouted, her pupils became like shuttles, red as blood.

Fang Wuxing felt bad, and said, "Chongyan, it's better to strike first."

Chongyan's eyes filled with cold light, the black and white mirror surface disappeared, and turned into a ground paved with thousands of thorns, wriggling like a prostrate black dragon.

The light on Sang Rao's body gradually became stronger, and when the dazzling light dissipated, there was the sound of wings shaking the sky.

A black shadow circled the sky of the blood moon. It was shaped like a dragon, with two wings on its back, and its pitch-black scales reflected the scarlet light.

The bloody moon was eclipsed by the murderous aura.

Fang Wuxing's heart was filled with cold sweat, and he said, "Chongyan, do it!"

The thorns on the ground whizzed up, like arrows flying from the string, attacking fiercely, Sang Rao shouted loudly, the cry was lower than the dragon's chant, thunder flashed everywhere, the thorns turned into powder, the ground became the mirror again, the light of thunder continued, Attacked Chongyan and Fang Wuxing, the two retreated and hid, the thunder was devastating, cracks appeared on the ground of the black and white mirror, and white light came out of the cracks, the thunder was actually the magic weapon of the black and white mirror's enchantment All cracked.

Fang Wuxing swallowed hard, staring at a pair of eyes, the surroundings of which were already flushed, he said: "She is not afraid of thorns anymore?!"

I couldn't move an inch before, why now...

Sang Rao had Yan Duruo wrapped around his tail, flapped his wings, and flew towards Chongyan and Fang Wuxing, his speed was like light, and he was in front of them in an instant.

Chongyan supported the ground with his palm, and thorns pierced straight out from the ground, stabbing towards Sangluo snake's head, but Sangluo snake was very flexible despite its large body, and disappeared in a flash.

Fang Wuxing tensed his body, suddenly felt the wind direction behind his head, and shouted anxiously: "Behind!"

Turning around, a gust of wind hit his face, with a few points of cold light in it, Fang Wuxing danced with the knife dripping, only heard the clang sound, and small spikes fell on the ground.

Fang Wuxing glanced at them, those thin thorns were the scales on the wings of the Soaring Snake Clan, they usually bend down like feathers, open like thin needles, they can fall off by themselves, they are highly poisonous, and you will die if you get hit.

Fang Wuxing's spine felt cold, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

At this moment, if Chong Yan and Fang Wuxing could cooperate tacitly as before, it would not be impossible to escape from Sang Rao's hands. , I was confused for a while and lost the opportunity.

Sang Rao wanted to fight with the two of them with his life, and he did not hesitate to burn everything together, so he had already overwhelmed the two of them.

The snake's mouth opened, and it came to bite the two of them. The attack was too fast, Fang Wuxing's blade turned sharply and before he could make a move, the snake's fangs poked out, and it had already deceived his face, biting his head, Fang Wuxing The blade stabbed upwards, trying to touch the upper jaw of the Shekou, but the thunder flashed sharply, and it hit the blade, the snake's fangs fell, piercing Fang Wuxing's arm.

Fang Wuxing groaned in pain, let go of the knife and dropped it. It was the moment of slack. Snake Xin rolled up the handle of the knife, threw the knife out of the mouth, and danced towards Fang Wuxing's head. Fang Wuxing blocked it with his left hand. , the thunder light fell, and there was nothing to do.

The thunder light dissipated, and there was a scorched corpse left on the ground, which trembled for a moment, and then stopped moving.

Sang Rao swam with a snake body, passed by Fang Wuxing's side, and came towards Chongyan, with a hissing sound in his mouth, he said: "New hatred, old hatred, your ten thousand deaths are not enough to quell my hatred."

Sang Rao hissed, the black and white mirror vibrated continuously, countless balls of light appeared in the air, and thunder and lightning buzzed.Chong Yan stretched out his hands, and the water waves surged on the mirror ground, rolling up a monstrous wave and rushing towards Sang Rao.

Chong Yan knew that this was the moment of decisive battle, either she would die or Sang Rao would die, so he had already tried his best.

The huge waves rushed down, and at the same time, three thousand thunders shook, and the thunderbolt fell, shattering the void, the huge waves rolled, the spray spread, the thunder flashed, and bursts of flames burst out.

It is not difficult to avoid the thunder and fire, but if the thunder and fire did not hit her, but landed on the ground of the right and wrong mirror, the cracks became more and more, and Sang Rao did not hesitate to endure the backlash of the magic weapon to destroy this place. Artifact.

The artifact was damaged, and Chong Yan suffered a backlash. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his mind was shaken. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the water shadow.

In Chongyan's crisis, his spiritual power was out of control,

Unexpectedly, he summoned the Xuandu Bingyan, the body protector of the Greedy Wolf Clan, which could not be summoned all this time. The blue flames raged forward like the blue sky, devouring the cold light.

Chong Yan stared at the flame and was stunned for a moment.

A figure circled behind her, passing by without a trace, when Chong Yan was relaxing, a palm had penetrated her chest and abdomen.

Chong Yan only felt a burst of pain, and then his body suddenly lost strength, and his eyes were in a trance.

Sang Rao regained her human form, her arms passed through Chong Yan's body, and her palms stretched out in front of Chong Yan's body, holding Chong Yan's heart in her hand. She sneered and said, "So your heart is red like ours. I also said If you don't have a heart, even if you have a heart, it should be black."

Sang Rao's hand was pulled out suddenly, and Chong Yan's blood gushed out. At the same time, the master of the mirror of right and wrong died, the barrier was broken, and the two of them appeared on the battlefield together.

Chong Yan knelt down on the ground, his consciousness went dark for a moment, and he fell slowly on the snow.

The blood flowed, the snow melted, and the green grass sprouted from the ground.

Sang Rao looked at him coldly, and stretched out his finger at Chongyan, intending to summon a thunderbolt to smash the man into powder, after thinking for a while, he said: "That's all."

She threw the bloody heart in her hand on Chong Yan, and dropped an ancient mirror from the air, and it landed in Sang Rao's arms.

When rushing on the battlefield, thunder and fire opened the way, and all ghosts and half-demons blocking the way became dead souls.

Sang Rao carried Yan Duruo back to the place where the Yaozu was stationed, and hurried into the doctor's tent. At that time, there were many wounded in the tent, and the doctor was far too busy, and there was no bed to lie down on.

It turned out that Sang Rao and Yan Duruo couldn't notice the passage of time in the black and white mirror, but three days and three nights had passed outside.

Sang Rao lifted the table where weapons and clothes were placed, and the table flew forward until it hit another table before stopping. At that time, all the things on the table flew out, and the two tables were close to each other.

Sang Rao put Yan Duruo on it and shouted, "Come on!"

Sang Rao let Yan Duruo lie flat, seeing her breath getting weaker and weaker, Sang Rao's eyes were red, and she felt cold hands and feet, "Where is the person!"

Physicians and elders of the Greedy Wolf Clan who came with the army rushed over upon hearing the sound, and exclaimed, "Second Highness?!"

Hastily stepped forward to check the injury and pulse, opened the clothes on the waist and abdomen, and saw that the injury stretched across the left waist, in a severed state, hurting the internal organs, bloody and bloody, although there was a magic pill to stop the bleeding, but the spiritual power flowed away like running water .

The doctor's face was heavy, and his brows were getting tighter and tighter.

Sang Rao became more and more anxious, her eyes moved up, and suddenly saw the blood-stained silver snake hairpin on Yan Duruo's head, like a thousand arrows gathered in the heart.

She took a staggered step and nearly fell, but fortunately, the doctor helped her and held her chest, where there was a small bump, because she was wearing Yan Duruo's mace.

Sang Rao asked, "Doctor, how is it?"

The doctor shook his head and sighed, "Do your best and obey the destiny."

Sang Rao said angrily: "What human affairs, what fate! But you can't cure mere trauma!"

Seeing that she lost control of her emotions, the doctor gently persuaded her, "Don't be angry, chief Sang, just listen to the old man."

Sang Rao knew she was impolite, but couldn't restrain herself, she couldn't stop trembling even taking a breath, "Sang Rao offended, the doctor forgives me."

The doctor pouted his beard and sighed: "Your Highness, this is more than just a trauma. The knife cut across the waist and abdomen, and could touch the spine by an inch. Such a vicious wound is more than just a trauma."

"There's nothing you can do about it?"

The doctor pondered for a long while and said, "Clan Chief Sang, do you have the same spiritual power as His Highness?"

Sang Rao immediately said: "She once channeled my spiritual power and helped me through the experience of thunder and fire, so it is compatible."

The doctor said: "So, the old man has a solution, but he is afraid of damaging the foundation of the Sang clan."

"You said."

"The old man needs to seal the spiritual power of His Highness's whole body to prevent the essence from dissipating. However, the spiritual power is like blood. If it does not flow for a moment, it is like a mortal who does not breathe for a moment. Therefore, when the old man heals His Highness, the spiritual power of the Sang clan leader

Probe into His Highness's meridians, and replace His Highness's own spiritual power to walk and adjust her breath. "

Sang Rao said without hesitation: "Yes!"

The doctor stretched out his hand, stopped him for a while, and said, "Don't rush to agree, chief, first of all, if there is any mistake during the period, the chief will definitely be injured, and if the time is too long, the spiritual power of the patriarch will be exhausted too much, which will hurt your foundation. Practice is hindered, and in the end, this method does not ensure His Highness’s safety, it just increases the chances, so it is said to be human, but in the end it still depends on His Highness’s own will and fortune, so it is said to be obeying the destiny.”

Sang Rao leaned on the table with her hand, leaned slightly, and put one hand on Yan Duruo's face. Yan Duruo's face was pale, her lips were also very pale, and there were dark red bloodstains at the corner of her mouth.

Sang Rao touched her fingertips lightly, and she said, "We can't settle our accounts."

The words were softer than ever before, Sang Rao smiled wryly, and when he closed his eyes, a drop of clear tears fell from the corner of his eyes to Yan Duruo's chest.

Sang Rao opened her eyes, and she said: "Aren't you arrogant and arrogant to ask me for an answer? If you are on the road to death, who are you going to ask for it?"

Sang Rao stood up, her expression had changed, and she became determined. She said, "Doctor, come on."

"This..." The doctor glanced at Yan Duruo and sighed, "Yes."

Sang Rao said: "You son of a bitch, this deity will not hesitate to use up the Tao to fight for you. If you dare to die, this deity will find a way to reincarnate three thousand times, and I will ask you to pay back the debt!"

Sang Rao picked up Yan Duruo horizontally, and the doctor led them out of the tent, going to the tent where Yan Duruo lived, where it was quiet and no one disturbed him.

The two of them were not far away, thousands of figures flew in the air, those thousands of figures went straight to the battlefield, and four other figures landed on the place where the monster clan was stationed.

The light of the four figures dissipated, Jiuhua and Yan Guizhi hurried over from the underworld, accompanied by General Qihuang from the underworld and the head of the monster clan's merman clan.

As soon as Yan Guizhi landed, she went straight to Yan Duruo who was in Sang Rao's arms. Just now she was going straight to the battlefield, but the judge's eyes were not under her control, and his eyes swept around. In the tent below, Sang Rao hugged Yan Duruo.

Yan Guizhi's hand touched Yan Duruo's cheek, and the chill pierced through his heart. A nameless fire spread from his mind all over his body, and his anger seemed to burn out his reason. No matter what, he couldn't suppress it. !"

Sang Rao was taken aback by Yan Guizhi's murderous aura, she frowned curiously, and said, "Fang Wuxing!"

Yan Guizhi lowered his head slightly, and when he raised it slowly, the flames in the judge's eyes flared up again, and the white cloth burned off, revealing those eyes of death, "Half-demon."

Sang Rao was astonished, and said, "Judge's eyes?!"

Before he could be asked clearly, Yan Guizhi's figure flashed, and he jumped out without a trace.

Jiuhua waited to be stopped, but she couldn't stop anyone. She looked at the battlefield, then at the direction where Yan Guizhi was leaving, sighed, and said to the head of the Yuren clan: "Patriarch, I'm sorry to bother you to follow her. Tell her allies the reason, and remind them to stay away and not look her in the eyes."

"Yes."

Sang Rao said to Jiu Hua, "What's going on, you don't explain it."

Jiuhua said: "I'll talk about this later, I have obtained the order of the Yin soldiers, and I need to go to the battlefield as soon as possible, and persuade the ghosts to rein in the precipice."

Jiuhua called out: "General Qihuang."

Qi Huang said: "Yes."

Qi Huang made a salute to Sang Rao and others, and left with Jiu Hua.

……

Yan Guizhi left the camp and galloped in the wind. Before arriving at the battlefield, he saw Wei Xi and others first.

The seven of Weixi entangled Shunyou together for three days and three nights. At first they were able to trap her without confronting him head-on, but as time passed, their spiritual power gradually weakened, and they became weak, and they were suppressed by Shunyou , had to exert all his strength.

However, Shunyou didn't seem to be in a hurry, and still didn't use his ultimate move, teasing everyone like a cat teasing a mouse, watching them dying and struggling.

Yan Guizhi saw through the eyes of the judge, among the blazing flames, only Shunyou was alone, and she sneered: "Shunyou!"

Holding the Emperor Spirit Sword, she shot straight into the formation, and Shun Youben formed a barrier to resist the attack of the three law-enforcing Tianzun, but she didn't want this barrier to become something that prevented Yan from returning.

Seeing Yan Guizhi's return, Su Fengyin said happily, "Return!"

Suddenly feel wrong.Yan Guizhi's figure was swift, and he stabbed with his sword, directly breaking the barrier, and struck at Shunyou, who retreated, and the two of them went straight to the battlefield one after the other.

"Emperor Spirit Sword, Judge's Eye."