The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 411

Gu Ying narrowed his eyes sarcastically, he is not Nangong Yi, why should he be subject to the morals of the world that he said?

Isn't this brat who got in the way stupid?
He wasn't in a hurry to deal with him, but he started to lecture him first.

Do you really think that he is Nangong Yi, who will think about the love of fellow students?

It's a big joke in the world, give him face!
Seeing that Gu Ying was unmoved, Yan Shulou pulled out the blade of the sword in great pain and pointed it at his heart.

"Junior sister, stop, let the fourth elder go, you still have room to turn back!"

Gu Ying smiled inexplicably, and Shen Tangluo's cold and clear face suddenly appeared in his mind.

The ghost girl said that she hated people who were overconfident and talkative the most in her life.

No wonder she doesn't like it, the person in front of her is not a living example.

Tonight, it can be regarded as empathizing with her.

"It's your turn." Gu Ying's eyes sharpened.

The moment the words fell, the wood bone medicine spirit strangled Yan Shulou's neck like a poisonous long snake.

Yan Shulou raised his sword to block it, but it was already too late.

Unprepared, countless horrifying demonic energy engulfed his slender figure in the blink of an eye.

The wooden bone branches poured in wantonly, bloodthirsty like a demon, and the intention was particularly obvious, which was to drain his whole body of cultivation.

He worked hard to suppress it, but not only was it useless, but he clearly felt the dull pain coming from the depths of his spirit.

The jade-like face turned blue and purple little by little, and within a few breaths, Yan Shulou lost the power to resist.

When his consciousness was blurred, before he had time to say a word, his hand holding the sword suddenly loosened.

The fish drinking sword exuding pure aura immediately rolled to the ground, making a mournful hum.

"Study building!" There was a painful cry, revealing endless grief.

Yuan Lin watched Yan Shulou die unexpectedly in front of his eyes. For a moment, his whole body's qi pulsed backwards, his qi and blood rushed to his heart, and big mouthfuls of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Hatred swept through his eyes, and his voice was like weeping blood, solemn and decisive, "Even if this old man abolishes his own cultivation, he will certainly not encourage demons to do harm to the common people!"

"The Palace Master is in Shangli City. Once the old man dies, he must be aware of it. Nangong Yi, you don't want to succeed!"

After all, he endured the pain of gouging out bones and gnawing his heart, and suddenly an astonishing force burst out from his body, abruptly shattering the wooden bone vine pierced into his heart.

For a spiritual body who has practiced for nearly a hundred years, self-immolation only happens once in a while.

But after a while, he had only one breath left, unable to support himself, fell to his knees.

Yuan Lin looked at the lifeless Yan Shulou with eyes full of sorrow, his heart was full of bitterness, he failed to protect the child after all.

Gu Ying kicked up, "Old thing!"

Yuan Lin glanced at him, smiled and looked up to the sky, "Here we come."

Gu Ying frowned fiercely.

Suddenly, the sky burst into flames, and the sky, which was originally invisible to the naked eye, was instantly burned red like the sea by the flames of pure yang.

Under the clear moon at night, Shengsheng was dyed dazzling red.

Above the sky, thunderclouds billowed.

The fire that filled the sky fell from the sky like a dense rain of arrows, sweeping straight over Gu Ying's head.

"Brother, I'll help you!"

Outside the alley, an extremely anxious voice suddenly sounded.

Gu Lian stayed in the dark for a long time, but couldn't stay calm anymore.

This is not an ordinary magic circle, but the most powerful demon-slaying circle on the Likong Continent, possessing the might of extermination.

Although my elder brother is not a demon, but when he took away people's cultivation, he left breath on those bones, and the people who set up the formation will definitely deal with him with all their strength.

He alone has no chance of winning.

　ps: The groundwork is almost done, miss our lovely heroine, she will come out soon, and then there will be a small copy (closely related to the main story, not long, about 2-3 words), and then the biggest part of the book Plot line

　　
　
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