Chapter 229 Killing the Devil

"Who are you?" He deserves to be the hegemon of one party. Even if he feels the strong pressure on the other party, the ghost is still neither humble nor arrogant. His behavior in the weakest time in Shushan is just a normal performance of the law of the jungle. Facing the unknown middle-aged man in front of him, the ghost is trying to maintain his dignity as a strong man. Unfortunately, whether he is strong or weak, he is just a corpse after death, or even a corpse will not be left.

"You don't deserve to know." Luo Changfeng thought that a thousand years had passed. He had thought that he had long forgotten how to get angry, but when he saw the bodies of Shushan disciples all over the mountains and the descendants who died fighting for Shushan, his rock-solid heart finally burned the flame of anger again.

No one could see clearly what Luo Changfeng was, but felt a hot light flashing in front of him. When he looked at it again, the head of the dove had rolled to the ground, and his eyes were wide and incredible. He didn't understand who killed him until his death, and why he had such terrible strength. The power of a sword kills the ghost angrily.

"Roar!" As the first disciple cheered loudly, hundreds of cheers sounded on the mountains and fields, echoing each other from afar. At this moment, they were not like foreign monks who saw through the world, but like soldiers who had just won the battle, excitedly celebrating the triumph.

On this side of Yin Luozong saw that the leader was killed with a sword, and finally no longer resisted it and fled everywhere. But how can the suppressed Shushan disciples easily let them go? It is because of these predecessors of Shushan that they sacrificed their lives to defend the dignity of Shushan! The mountains were full of sword light flashing, and countless screams sounded. At this moment, the foot of Shushan Mountain became a real Shura killing field, and the original spirit of detachment disappeared.

Luo Changfeng looked at the killing coldly but had no intention of stopping it. This time, he really got angry. If the other party just goes for him, Luo Changfeng, he will still have a compassion in any case, which is the state of mind he has realized after a thousand years of self-cultivation in the demon tower. However, the other party targeted Shushan, stained this clean land with blood, and let Shushan once again damage a large number of elites. Naturally, people like Luo Changfeng, who regard Shushan more important than their own lives, will not stop.

The sword in his hand is still dripping blood, and the Nanming's fire sword really lives up to its reputation. Unfortunately, Luo Changfeng is not in the mood to appreciate this peerless flying sword at this moment, and he is not interested in joining the team of chasing and killing the Yinluo sect, because there is another person's life in danger, waiting for him to be saved.

Coming to Mo Li's side, Luo Changfeng's face was as gloomy as a cloudy sky, and the surrounding aura condensed for it, because he could see that Lin He's body was extremely weak, and the veins everywhere were fragmented by powerful invisible wounds. At present, not to mention treating him, he could keep him breathless. The time is unknown.

"This boy's body is very rare. You and I have suffered several equal wounds in a row during this cultivation. I'm afraid they have reported to the king of the year, but he still has a faint breath." Mo Li stimulated the original aura of the demon fox family and temporarily suppressed the Zhenyuan who was driving around in Lin He's body. After all, his injury did not worsen further, but this was far from enough to save Lin He's life.

"If you don't think of a way to save people before dawn, even if Daluo Jinxian comes, you can't pull him back from the ghost gate." Mo Li is a cautious monster, especially on this special occasion. Every word he said was carefully considered. Since he said that the last time limit was before dawn, even if the hell did not take away Lin He's life after dawn, Lin He's soul would still disappear and become a dead person.

The face changed several times, and the fighting around him seemed a little out of place with the silence of Luo Changfeng. His ears could not tolerate the noise, so all the living people within 100 steps close to him became dead. Of course, this was limited to those disciples of Yin Luozong in red, and Luo Changfeng, the descendant of Shushan, was reluctant to do it. Suddenly, a burst of joy surged on his face, as if he thought of a way to treat Linhe. This is the Prajna Prami Dan, which was given to my master by a master of Buddhism. Later, he was reluctant to take it and left it to me. Let's see if he can save Lin He's life.

Mo Li took the elixir handed over by Luo Changfeng and looked at it carefully. I'm afraid that no one knows that Mo Li, the demon saint who dominated the world in those years, was an excellent doctor. There are countless monsters saved by his subordinates, and there are also some human monks. Ordinary prefecture-level elixir may not work. This boy's injury is too serious, uh-huh! The strength of the flowing medicine on it has broken through the shackles of the prefecture-level elixir!"

This Prajna Pramitan lay in the Xumi space of Luo Changfeng for a thousand years. His memory of this elixir has been very vague. If it hadn't been for his hard thinking about saving Linhe for a long time and thought about all the means, I'm afraid he would still be lying honestly until he died or flew up. As for this elixir is grade, Xuan level, prefecture level, or even heavenly level, Luo Changfeng has no concept at all.

"It's not wrong. Although the flowing power on this is very gentle, it is by no means comparable to the elixir at the prefecture level. This is a real elixir!" Mo Li said excitedly that even though he, an old monster, was still uncontrollably excited when he saw the heavenly elixir. However, with this boy's cultivation in the out-of-body period, I'm afraid it's not enough to withstand the heavenly elixir, and he is likely to explode and die.

After being excited, Mo Li's eyes dimmed again. It was like a bowl of big chicken legs suddenly in front of him after ten days of hunger. When he bit it down, he found that it was an illusion. The hope of expectation did not appear, and it was just an empty joy.

"Is there no other way? This boy has the most outstanding qualifications since the founding of Shushan. He is born with profound blessings, and I vaguely feel that he has a mysterious relationship with the transformation of the world's fortune, and I must save him at any cost. Luo Changfeng was a little hesitant. Somehow there was a feeling in his heart that the future Shushan would regain glory in the hands of this boy.

Frowning and thinking bitterly, Mo Li tried his best to find a way to treat Lin He. Fairy elixir, on the verge of death, these two words kept emerging in his mind. For the first time, Mo Li felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Lin He's injury was very hard from the body to the meridians, his heart to the soul. His healthy physical strength was not enough to withstand the fierce power of the medicine brought by the elixir, let alone this special weak period.

"There is a way, but it will take a lot of energy for you and me. I'm afraid we won't be able to go out to deal with those trouble-maker in the short term." Mo Li said with a sullen face that in fact, even if Luo Changfeng did not agree with him, he would use this secret method alone for Lin He to save his life. Among other things, his feelings for the little fat golden dot was enough for the demon saint to sacrifice once for him. Naturally, Luo Changfeng will not stand by. If Lin He can be cured, he can do whatever it takes.

"Well, it's because I miss the world that I can't sit in Shushan, which makes these bastards take advantage of the loopholes. Otherwise, how dare they attack my Shushan with their ability?" Luo Changfeng's words were full of deep resentment, the legacy of the ancestors, and the day when the demon tower disappeared, the Shushanmen who guarded the ninth floor would shoulder the heavy responsibility of supporting the world and never let demons run rampant. So during this period, Luo Changfeng joined hands with Mo Li to calm down hundreds of magic caves, large and small.

This time, Luo Changfeng could have rushed back to save Shushan. Unfortunately, before returning to Shushan, Luo Changfeng and Mo Li met an ancient fierce beast that had awakened its original power. The strength of that fierce beast was even afraid of some immortals in those years. Fortunately, its power was only partially awakened and has not yet been completed. Luo Changfeng and Mo Li joined hands and finally destroyed the ancient fierce beast on his head, but they also delayed the trip and rushed back to Shushan one step late.

"Why do you complain? This is the legacy of your ancestors and the luck of the world. Haven't you noticed it so far? Mo Li's tone was faintly helpless, and the appearance of the handsome young man in white brought a lot of vicissitudes in a blink of an eye.

"You mean the magic weapon of that dove ghost? A magic practice that originally only had the cultivation of the divine period has four prefecture-level magic weapons, which is really not common sense. If it hadn't been for the moment he was killed by me to restore his original cultivation, I really thought that he was a monk in the combined period. It seems that the person behind this has gradually come to the front of the stage. Luo Changfeng's extraordinary intelligence is that he can understand the stakes when he is slightly dialed by Mo Li.

A trace of strangeness hit his heart. Mo Li and Luo Changfeng looked at the body of the ghost at the same time. The four prefecture-level magic weapons of the ghost turned into a black fog and disappeared at the same time, and it seemed that it was the ghost behind the behind the scenes.

"Alas, all this is in the calculation of that person. You Shushan are also unlucky and turned out to be his first target. If it hadn't been for you and me in time, the consequences would have been really unimaginable." Originally, he wanted to say that "thousands of years of foundation have been destroyed", Mo Li thought of Luo Changfeng's mood at this moment, and still used a gentle tone as much as possible.

Luo Changfeng snorted coldly. This was the most annoying day in his life. Although for some reason, the other party could not appear in a battle now, Luo Changfeng felt that it was not far from the day of the decisive battle. At that time, no matter who the other party was, he would have to pay a considerable price for today's things!

"Save people first, this is not over yet!" Luo Changfeng spit out a few words coldly in his throat. The sky is down, with an indescribable firmness.

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