Chapter 27 The stars are scattered and swept away
When he couldn't see it, he couldn't catch it. When he couldn't stop it, Yuan Chongyue's heart suddenly pricked like a needle. In the pain, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest. A dark red blood had been left along his fingers. When the leader of the alliance was stunned, he let go of his palm and saw a slight uncheckable wound on his left chest, which was like being stung by a bee sting. The small wound was unstoppable blood. He staggered down and wanted to speak. When he wanted to speak, his eyes were black and he fell straight to the ground.
Li Qianren and others had already stared at the war situation in the sky. They saw that Yuan Chongyue was defeated, and the people of the military alliance were even more panicked. Li Qianren was happy, but the ink-faced guests among the three elders in Kunlun tightened their faces and shouted fiercely, "Mother Peng, send Shouweng back to Kunlun!"
It turned out that after Yan Huazi sent out this sword with the same force as the attack of Dongkunlun Mountain, his whole body had already been blown out by this force. His body was full of light, and his vitality passed by. The fire phoenix entangled the purple-faced god heard the roar of the ink-faced guest and was shocked. When he looked up, he roared and scratched. The flowing light rushed to the sky and held Yan Huazi who fell down. The phoenix wings flashed for a moment, and the firelight ignited all over the sky. The fire phoenix disappeared as if it were burning in the fire.
The purple-faced god Tiantian and the sword formed by the countless charms in his hand have long been burned out by the fire phoenix, and his whole body was also burning. The robe was tattered, and even half of his beard and eyebrows were burned. At this time, as soon as the fire phoenix disappeared, he felt that the pressure on his body was light, and his heart suddenly exhaled a turbid breath.
However, before he could take a breath, he saw a young man who had already rushed over and threw two objects in his hand. Tanaka and instinctively avoided it, but when he saw the two things thrown over sideways with him, they sounded twice and exploded up. How could Tanaka expect that he was far away again? Closely, he was blown up by these two blows, and his body was even more shocked. He fell back and fell to the ground. Tanaka and his mouth suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to struggle to get up, he saw the young man who jumped up gently pull his hands, and some light flashed in the noise, and a thin thread like a spider's silk was thrown. He came out and put it around Tanaka's neck.
The young man rushed up immediately. Who is this man? It was Li Qianren who brought Mu Dan, the confidant of the demon religion, who saw him tighten the spider silk again. The purple-faced god immediately wanted to be in a different place. He saw that Tanaka and the crisis was twisted with a finger, and a rune paper immediately turned out between his index finger and middle finger. However, this charm was not like ordinary yellow paper cinnabar, but purple, which was covered with blood cloth. The moment the purple-faced god turned out of this rune paper, he shouted softly and only heard a bang. The purple charm burst out a dust. Mudan stretched out his sleeve and waved the dust all over the sky. His hand quickly pulled the spider silk, and his mouth was full of shock.
It turned out that the feeling of pulling was empty in the spider silk. At this time, the purple-faced god staggered and fell out from the other end of the soot, but there was another purple charm between his two fingers.
In the distance, Li Qianran was ordering Chen Kai to control Yuan Chongyue, who fell down. Seeing the scene on Mu Dan's side, he called eagerly, "Mu Lang, be careful of his purple charm!"
"Please forgive me for being entrusted..." Qi Miao held up the purple-faced god who still couldn't figure out the situation, and wanted to go to the sky.
"Wait a minute, do I promise to let you go?" The sharp voice of the ink-faced guest suddenly sounded, and a sword swept by. Nuo Da's black rushed over. Qi Miao smiled softly. When he opened his hand, the boundless water vapor converged and the surging tide surged, and the black snake had already been suppressed.
"The sea is boundless!" The ink-faced guest shouted strangely, "Zong Haiming... This old guy..."
He nodded unwillingly and said, "Well, I understand. I owe Zong Haiming a favor. You go!"
"Thank you very much, senior!" Qi Miaoxin knew that if the ink-faced guest came over, he would never leave. He nodded, no longer delayed, pulled the purple-faced god's arm, and jumped into the sky like this.
Qi Miao appeared for a moment. After taking away the purple-faced god, the swordsman of the military alliance was killed in a short time. The ink-faced guest stepped over with an arrow and reached out to seize Chen Kai to control it. Yuan Chongyue, who was still in a coma, did not need to stop him with a sword. Li Qianren just stood halfway and lowered his hand and said, "Please listen to Li's words. !"
"This man has a deep feud with me, West Kunlun, and I want to take him back!" Mo-faced guest was full of anger and stared fiercely.
"Mojun, this person has something to do with the rise and fall of my demon religion and the death of my brother. I have something to ask him. Why don't I take this person to West Kunlun three days later?" Li Qianren's words were humble. Mu Dan had already got rid of his difficulties with the help of Qin Yi, but he was dissatisfied with Qin Yi's failure to kill the seven wonders, let alone ungrateful. He shook his arm and loudly suggested, "Demon Lord, at this moment, we are many people. It's better to kill the ink-faced guest and get rid of this person, which is of great benefit to my demon religion!"
"Ignorant child!" The Mo-faced guest snorted coldly, "There are thousands of troops and horses, how can you resist me!"
"Mu Lang, don't be rude to your predecessors!" Li Qianren shouted, and then he saluted to the Mo-faced guest, "The three elders of Kunlun came to help me. They are the benefactors of my demon religion. Li Qianren asked himself that he would not do such a favor and revenge. Yuan Chongyue did have a lot to do with my demon religion. He also asked my predecessors to allow me to stay in Pishan for three days. Three days later, I will personally..."
"Oh, no need!" Mo-faced guest waved his hand and said, "We came to help you at this time, not for the magic religion, but for me and Yuan Chongyue. You and I are different from demons, but enemies. Don't shout so affectionately. I will wait for you for three days in the Oriental Pavilion five miles away from the mountain. Three days later, if I don't bring Yuan Chongyue here, hee hee... The ink-faced guest will kill the mountain in person and disturb you!"
"You!" Mu Dan was furious when he heard the words. When he wanted to speak, Li Qianren stopped him with one look, and then he arched his hand to the ink-faced guest and said, "Follow the orders of his predecessor!"
"Good boy!" Mo-faced guest finally shouted, but thought in his heart, "There is no shock and the movement is clear. This person was my right enemy at that time!" Then he turned around and rose to the sky and disappeared in an instant.
Li Qianren respectfully sent the ink-faced guests away, looked at the battlefield full of messy mountains and full of corpses, and sighed, "After this war, our demon religion was also greatly damaged, and it will be even more precarious in the world in the future... If you can make friends with the three elders of Xikunlun, ordinary people dare not easily come to look for our sternity. Chen Kai, take Yuan Chongyue to the mountain first.
"Yes, Demon Lord!" Chen Kai set up Yuan Chongyue, and a group of demons performed their respective duties under Qin Yi's organization and moved away from death and injuries. Li Qianren looked up at the blue sky. At dusk, a wisp of blood floated in the air. The sun was clearly bright red, but there seemed to be boundless blood stains. He sighed and thought about it, but still didn't say anything...