I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

The numbness on his fingers caused a crack to appear on Yan Luo's originally cold and frosty face.

Even those lovers in reality did not dare to act like this in full view, which shows how stupid Qian Hongfeng's method is.

Yan Luo couldn't help feeling angry.

Outlaws!How dare you be so contemptuous as a teacher in full view of everyone!

The jackdaws were circling in the sky, the water outside was rippling and turbulent, and the originally noisy hall fell silent for an instant.

At the intersection of the eyes, Yan Luo's ears turned red for a moment, and he wanted to pull his hand away from Qian Hongfeng, but he saw a slack in Qian Hongfeng's eyebrows.

Just as he was about to make a sound, he heard exclamation after another from beside him.

"My blood!"

"My spiritual power!"

"Master Immortal, save me, save us!"

It didn't take half an hour for Yan Luo to be the first, and then everyone felt the blood and spiritual power on their bodies were crazily draining.

The blood rose into the air, and spiritual power flowed out like water.Pass through the barrier and fly into the water of Suchuan outside the barrier.

The water of Suchuan, which was originally glowing with golden light like colored glaze, began to roll when the last ray of light in the sky faded.The strong wind continued, and the confluence of blood and spiritual power instantly turned the lake into a pool of Shura's blood.

"Hahahaha, so what if you break the seal, you will eventually be my sacrifice!"

Tao Ji's voice was shrill like a cuckoo weeping blood.

No one knows how much bitterness and suffering is contained in it, and no one knows that when she dreams about it every night, the figure of him falling gracefully in the sunset when she first met that day always appears in front of her eyes .A hundred years is fleeting, and that voice still seems to be his soft call from the earth at the beginning of primordial mists.

"Fox, fox."

The wind chimes bloomed in front of his eyes, which looked like his smiling eyes.

But in the end, it was God who had favored her.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Like a wounded beast, when it opened its mouth to roar, all that was left was whimpering.

The nine-tailed celestial fox standing in front of her seemed to feel the grief of its master, and raised its neck and howled loudly.Immediately, something seemed to be rolling in his chest and abdomen. Yan Luo frowned and raised his hand to pinch Qian Hongfeng's forehead. People are enveloped in it.

Qian Hongfeng raised her neck slightly without any fear, and slowly moved her lips away from Yan Luo's pale fingers.

The fingers were as dry as ever, and the gaps that had been slid open by the formation disappeared.

This is the magical power of blood inheritance in the ghost world. When setting up the plot before, I didn't think there was anything special about it. After I experienced it myself, I suddenly realized that Qian Hongfeng did have such capital.

From this point of view, it's no wonder that Lian Qing wants to take the power of blood in people for himself.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the injury on his hand, Yan Luo wanted to withdraw his hand, but Qian Hongfeng pulled Yan Luo's fingers back to her with a calm expression, and looked back and forth.

"stop looking."

The scorching gaze made Yan Luo feel a little red at the base of his ears.

Qian Hongfeng's face was full of stubbornness. He held Yan Luo's hand, and when he saw that there was nothing wrong, he relaxed his frowning brows, "Don't be careless. The method of sacrifice is extremely dangerous. If Master If something happened under Tuer's nose, Tuer must bear the blame."

The situation was urgent, Yan Luo hummed indiscriminately, and withdrew his hand from Qian Hongfeng's.

He looked around, and his eyes stopped on Tao Ji who was running away.Looking at the enchantment that wrapped the entire hall, it did not know when it was broken. The wind outside the enchantment was howling, and the resentment revealed a ferocious face, constantly agitating around Tao Ji.

"Not good, the enchantment is broken."

Yan Luo took a step back and summoned the long sword. Under the light of the sword, the barrier covering the entire hall disappeared instantly.Instead, a huge black air shrouded it, and when the strong wind blew, the white paper money rolled up from the ground and swirled.

"Ah, hell!"

"What's the name of the ghost!"

Qian Hongfeng held the standard wooden sword that disciples of Canghong Sword Sect had in her hand, and stood there, her red clothes fluttering, her face stern.

"At any rate, it is the only family cultivating immortals in Yao Town. After a long time of trouble, is this the guts?"

At the critical moment, the Patriarch of the Song family stood up unsteadily and bowed to the two of them.

"Master Immortal, it is thanks to Master Immortal that my Song family suffered such a catastrophe this time, and the whole family will definitely help Immortal Master."

The grievances in front of him gathered more and more, and the drawn blood and spiritual power formed a blood-red complicated pattern on the thick black sky above his head.

"Without further ado."

Hearing the words of Luo Liba, the Patriarch of the Song family, in his ears, Yan Luo felt as if his ears were calloused.

Time waits for no one, Yan Luo looked at the paler faces of the people behind him, and immediately jumped up.The strong wind blew up his snow-colored robe, as if it was dyed with a bright light all over the place, shining brightly.

He held the long sword tightly in his hand, fixed his eyes on the condensed traces of blood that looked like red lines, narrowed his eyes, and swung the long sword downward.

Accompanied by Yan Luo's movements, the huge spiritual power abruptly cut off the blood like a red thread in front of him.

The blood line was also connected to Tao Ji who was standing below. At this moment, Tao Ji's face had no snow on her face. Under the dark sky, she looked like a stiff marionette.As soon as the blood line was cut off, Tao Ji slowly turned her stiff head like a mechanical piece of wood.

"Lianqing!"

With a burst of yelling, the resentment standing in front of Tao Ji rushed towards Yan Luo who was in mid-air one by one.

It was dense, like a mass of dirty things that couldn't be seen clearly, which made Yan Luo feel nauseous.

Fortunately, after he took a step back, a red light accompanied by a domineering spiritual power struck straight from below.

In an instant, the grievance was split into two halves from the bottom.

Under the blood-red group case, the resentment was like a pot of ink, turning into a pool of black water, being crazily sucked by the things above the head.

"Master! At the same time that Suzaku King was resurrected, the passage to the ghost world was also opened!"

Amid Qian Hongfeng's shouts, Yan Luo resisted the blowing wind, and Yu Jian rose to a higher place.

The closer to the cloud above the head, the complicated blood-red marks above the head became more and more clear.The lines outlined by the pattern flashed through my mind, faintly, as if they were right in front of my eyes, so familiar.

Where did he see this pattern?

At this moment, a ray of light slowly escaped from the vortex formed by the clouds. The ray of light was like the morning light at dawn, with strands of golden light.The golden light floated, and indistinctly, he seemed to hear the clear and clear birdsong in his ears, which was as pleasant as the echo of the empty valley.

The author has something to say: Confused, I almost continue tomorrow...