In Mengxuejian, the continuous white snow decorates the whole world, and the branches and leaves are awe-inspiring, quiet and holy.

In the white world, one, two, or three black spots suddenly broke into it.

Soon, scattered black spots spread into lines, groups, and groups, sweeping over like lightning.

When you get closer, you can clearly see that those black spots are actually demons, densely packed demons.

They have different cultivation levels, some are strong in the Nether Demon Realm, and some are just pawns in the Earth Demon Realm. Without exception, they all look panic-stricken and are eager to run for their lives.

Suddenly, a chill ran down the spines of the fleeing demons, and in the next second, a rapid wave of air struck, and many demons were blown away. There seemed to be red shadows passing before their eyes, and disappeared into the sky before they could see clearly.
Only a few demons who were evading and not on the road swept by the air waves saw the red shadow clearly. It was a battleship, the exclusive battleship of the Blood Nightmare, the elite of the Despair Nightmare Legion.

In the ambush against Shao Haoyue a few months ago, Despair Nightmare suffered heavy losses. The remaining elites were all brought to the battlefield by Hou Yu. Only a few high-level demons were left behind in Meng Xuejian.

At this time, the only people in Meng Xuejian who are qualified to ride on the Blood Nightmare's exclusive ship are those high-level demons.

Their rout meant that Mengxuejian was completely out of control, which made the demons who were originally looking forward to the end of the chaos and returning to Mengxuejian even more frightened.

Among the panicked demons, there was a tall woman and a shy young man. The young man was half a step behind the woman, stretching his neck and staring at the sky where the Blood Nightmare battleship disappeared, with a somewhat anxious look on his face.

His impatience is very different from others. Others are anxious with fear and confusion, but he is just simply anxious.

Seeing that the battleship was out of the range of his spiritual consciousness, the young man couldn't help but whispered: "Master, just let ***"

Halfway through the words, the boy realized that the following words were silent, and then the woman's scolding sounded in his consciousness: "Shut up, how many times have I said it, sound transmission! Unless it is a particularly safe situation, the sound transmission will always be heard!"

Lin Wenxuan shrank his neck and replied: "Master, I was wrong. Should I let them escape? Aren't we going to chase them?"

Chu Ying rolled her eyes, "What? Do you still want to stop them? Do you want me to fight against five, four of them are a big level higher than me; or are you going to hold on to your broken dagger? Rush forward and die?"

Lin Wenxuan closed his mouth, and after a while, he said unwillingly: "But they are the most important targets. We only kill and injure a few minions, but not the bones of the demons."

Chu Ying shook her head when she heard this, "Today, I will teach you a lesson. No matter how big your head is, wear a big hat. Don't think about your hard work all day long. If you lose your life, your great achievements will be completely forgotten. .”

"Disciple, I understand. Thank you Master for your teaching." Lin Wenxuan pursed his lips and said gloomily.

With his look like this, Chuying didn't need to look at him to know that he wasn't really convinced, so he couldn't help but add coldly: "Goddess Ye Nian is the best example."

At this time, Lin Wenxuan was really silent. He didn't want to live up to the expectations of the villagers. He eagerly hoped to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, and strive to become immortal, but it was a fact that the goddess Ye Nian was forgotten.

Encountering such a sentimental and naive apprentice, Chuying lamented her misfortune and comforted her: "Okay, don't hang your head. We can't kill him, but that doesn't mean His Highness can't kill him. Their heads are only temporarily stored in their necks. Sooner or later they will be killed." Be picked off.”

Lin Wenxuan was still in a low mood and hurried on with his head lowered. Chu Ying rolled her eyes and just let him go.

Suddenly, there was a slight popping sound. The popping sound was very small, like the stamens of a flower opening or the young leaves sprouting, but it was so clear that it seemed to sound deep in the soul.

Lin Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes and saw a mass of blood floating in the distance, with bloodshot threads squirming like little red worms.

Not far away from the blood mass, the black-red battleship spun out of control, throwing out five shriveled corpses and falling straight to the ground.

As the corpses turned over, Lin Wenxuan could see their faces clearly. Although their faces were deformed, Lin Wenxuan still recognized them as the five high-level demons who stayed behind in Meng Xuejian.

Are there any immortals ambushing you?
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Lin Wenxuan felt chills all over his body in the next second. He instinctively clenched the dagger, looking for the source of the forest feeling.

The center of the bright red blood gradually became lighter, revealing a little bit of pure white. The pure white became more and more, as if the blood was mixed with clean water, diluting the blood color little by little.Gradually, most of the blood color faded away, and the pure whiteness revealed her true appearance. It was the dress of a young girl, pure and white.

In the blink of an eye, the blood color completely faded, and the girl slowly raised her eyes and looked over.

Lin Wenxuan was shocked when he caught the girl's gaze, and his blood and soul seemed to be frozen.

In the girl's eyes, the sea of ​​blood surged, bottomless, and flooded the entire world.

The girl raised her hand, and countless lines of blood shot out from under her hand, like waterfalls falling from the sky, shooting into the bodies of every living creature.

The demons in front became stiff one by one. Lin Wenxuan felt bad and wanted to use his magic power to dodge, but his body was out of control and he couldn't move.

Zheng!
The line of blood shot like lightning, reaching before his eyes. Lin Wenxuan was in despair. He hadn't become an immortal yet, how could he die?

The dagger in his hand buzzed and trembled, and flew out with a clang, blocking the trajectory of the blood line.

"what?"

With a surprised gasp, the blood line stopped before touching the dagger, and other blood lines around him also bypassed him.

For the rest of his life after the disaster, Lin Wenxuan gasped for air, cold sweat broke out layer by layer, and his clothes were soaked in an instant.

He didn't care to be thankful, and quickly checked Chu Ying's situation. Chu Ying was still a little ahead of him, but her body movements were stiff, and a blood thread penetrated her heart.

That exquisite and graceful body became more and more shriveled up, and the blood lines became more and more red.

"Master!"

Lin Wenxuan rushed over and hugged her, tearing off the blood line. The thin blood line passed through his palm without leaving any wounds.

The blood lines seemed to have no substance.

"Master!" Lin Wenxuan called anxiously and swung the dagger to strike, but the dagger still hit nothing.

Feeling the withered body in his arms, Lin Wenxuan was completely despairing. He seemed to be back in that rainy day when familiar people left one by one.

The blood line didn't give him any more time. Soon, the body in his arms was as shriveled as firewood, completely lifeless.

"Master—"

Lin Wenxuan screamed in pain, and when he raised his head, he saw a beautiful girl in white clothes and skirt looking down at the world, cold and bloody.

Looking around, he saw shriveled corpses floating all around, and every one of them had shock and unwillingness on their faces.

They escaped from Mengxue Stream, but died there without any resistance.

I don’t know how much time passed, but all the bright red blood lines dissipated. Without the traction of the blood lines, the shriveled body fell like a dumpling.

The blood line retracted and returned to the girl's body with a huge amount of blood. The girl's cultivation soared and she broke through the ancient demon realm in one fell swoop. (End of chapter)

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