But Mu Yan couldn't be happy at all.

Because in order to block Ci'en's full-strength attack, Luo Yunxiao took Jingyuan's sword, then teleported to her, and suffered a blow from Ci'en.

Blood flowed out from Luo Yunxiao's back, instantly dyeing the moon-white clothes and long silver hair red.

Mu Yan quickly took out the pill and handed it to Luo Yunxiao: "Uncle Master, how are you?"

Luo Yunxiao looked back at her and said lightly: "Are you injured?"

Mu Yan was about to answer that Ci'en's next attack had arrived.

The old monk, who seemed kind-hearted, completely stripped off his gentle mask at this moment.

Showing a hideous murderous intent.

"Jingyuan, go and kill the man on the bed."

From the time when the protective cover was broken and Mu Yan appeared, Jingyuan stood there in a daze and sad mood.

The blood moon appeared and disappeared between my forehead.

"Jingyuan!"

Ci'en raised his voice slightly, "The man's name is Li Weiran. He is very good at using spells. He kills people like mahjong. Countless people die in his hands. Just now, the god of music had already solved the [Blood Yang Buddha Verse] on his body, and he would wake up soon. Once he wakes up, the three of us will die here."

"Jingyuan, you can't save your master and second senior brother. Do you want to watch your senior brother die here too?"

Jingyuan's eyes fell on Shanhui.

Because his chest was pierced by Luo Yunxiao's natal sword, he was burned by the Holy Flame of the Mingyin.

Such a heavy injury cannot heal in a short period of time.

Even though Shanhui had tried his best to regain his divine power, he kept spewing out of his mouth.

Seeing Jingyuan looking over, Shanhui had a pair of red eyes and let out a beastly roar: "Go! Jingyuan, go and kill them, avenge Wuche for Master, and do you forget how Wuche treated you?! Do you want him to die with your eyes open? Go and kill Luo Yunxiao and kill that demon, have you heard that?!"

The blood moon mark between the Jingyuan forehead is clearly extinguished.

The trance and pain in the eyes were gradually replaced by bone-breaking hatred and madness.

He did not listen to Ci'en's words and killed Li Weiran.

Instead, he held the scimitar in his hand and slowly walked towards Luo Yunxiao who was confronting Ci'en.

Ci'en's brows frowned slightly.

But then calmed down again.

In fact, Luo Yunxiao is the only one who can pose a threat to him in the entire Netherworld.

As long as you can control half of the soul of the Destroyed World in your hands, what is Li Weiran and the Reign of Kaguraji?

Ci'en's eyes darkened, and the Zen staff in her hand pestle heavily on the ground.

The hands folded together, and suddenly, with lightning speed, the fingers flew in a staggered manner, forming a complex magic seal.

Mu Yan was stunned when he saw his seal gesture.

Because this is definitely not a sealing technique that Buddhist monks can use.

It is not like the sealing technique of spiritual or demon cultivator.

It looks like...it's like...a spell!

Mu Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were staring at Ci'en.

His fingers quietly stroked the demon piano.

Just as the Jingyuan scimitar attack fell, Ci'en's hands finally formed a seal and suddenly pushed it towards Luo Yunxiao.

An invisible force was constructed between heaven and earth.

Silently trapped Luo Yunxiao in it.

Countless black energy lines intersected around, like a huge cage that makes people unable to escape.

Luo Yunxiao found that the natal sword in his hand seemed to have a thousand pounds of force.
Chapter completed!