Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 379 Breaking through the weak points of Yinbei

Fu Zhu felt that the Demon King's Order was almost out of her control, and she urgently mobilized her spiritual power to suppress it. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Finally, the subtle connection was suddenly broken like a kite string.

The token, as cold as iron, was strongly inspired and flew towards Chongyuan.

Fu Zhu was dizzy for a moment, forced himself to stand up, and cast spells in an attempt to snatch Wang Ling back.

But there seemed to be a giant hand on the opposite side, grabbing Wang Ling tightly, refusing to give in an inch, and in a stalemate, a golden thunder struck down quickly!
Fu Zhu's breath was stagnant, and he saw a crack appearing on Wang Ling's surface.

In the blink of an eye, several more golden thunders shot out. Fu Zhu and Zhong Yuan's spells on Wang Ling were forcibly interrupted and suffered backlash, causing the internal organs to shake violently.

"Wang Ling... was it destroyed?"

Fu Zhu struggled to get up, and the clear and crisp sound amplified in her mind, making her feel helpless.

There was no time to dwell on it, thunder roared down from the sky.

Chongyuan and Lou Jinxiao were injured, their auras weakened, and their demonic energy disappeared. Tianlei finally found its original target and surrounded the talisman beads together.

She couldn't remember which thunderbolt it was. At that moment, the overwhelming thunder pressure weighed heavily on her, making it impossible for her to even move.

Fu Zhu's face was slightly pale, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body. Before the thunder approached, he waved and dropped a bunch of spiritual stones.

All the spiritual power surged out of his body to resist the golden thunder that came with him. At the same time, he was distracted by refining spiritual stones to make up for the empty spiritual power. After struggling to survive this disaster, the talisman beads emerged from a pile of dim waste stones. Climb out.

Her eyes suddenly widened.

Countless shadows that were the same as Chong Yuan rushed towards the black Demon-Slaying Flag. The closer they got to the Demon-Slaying Flag, the more terrifying the power of the light wave became, and they quickly penetrated these shadows.

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and the oppressive power brought by the wave of light emitted from the Demon-Slaying Flag shattered any shadow that approached it.

But Fu Zhu discovered that the speed of these light tides was slowing down, and Chong Yuan's efforts were effective.

Fu Zhu retrieved the sword in the ruins and wanted to rush out to stop it. Suddenly, the formation shook violently, and endless wind and snow poured in, as well as the remaining stream water of the Ruoshui River, flowing backward into the formation.

Lou Jinxiao's figure flew out with lightning and left the demon-slaying formation.

The Kun flag, which had been stationary for a moment, resumed spinning and flying.

Kun Banner occupies the Yin North, where the Yang Qi is the weakest and is also the weakest point of the formation, so Zhong Yuan chose this direction to break through, but he stayed behind and asked Lou Jinxiao to go out.

Fu Zhu looked at Chong Yuan, wondering if it was her imagination. The other person's aloof indifference faded away, and there was a sense of relief in his cool brows.

"The Demon King's order was not destroyed?"

Fu Zhu guessed that she didn't expect Zhongyuan to pay attention to her, but the latter calmly said:

"It can last for half an hour, and then it's completely destroyed."

Chong Yuan looked at the girl in front of him seriously. She had suffered the most thunder, her hair was messy, and her skirt was tattered, but she had a layer of flowing aura on her body that protected her heart. It should be a heavenly robe, otherwise she would transform into a god. In his later cultivation, he had to survive the Thunder Tribulation of Refining the Void, and he would have died twice already.

Fu Zhu felt it was a pity when he heard this. He could do a lot in half an hour.

But being able to exchange the Demon King's Order for Chong Yuan's death was not a loss for her.

As if he understood what the girl was thinking, Chong Yuan laughed softly and said strategically: "Without a flag-shaking demon-slaying formation, you can't kill me." He will be seriously injured, but he will not die.

The land of the demons is barren, and the races that survive on such a land will have extra tenacity.

The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the recovery ability and the harder it is to die.

Chong Yuan is already the well-deserved number one person in the demon world, there is no need for him to deceive the talisman beads.

"If the demon-slaying formation doesn't work, then use the lead sword——"

Fu Zhu stepped up in the air and performed the seventh form of the Leading Sword Technique, Jade Platform Mirroring the Moon. The sword light shone across the sky and the earth, as bright as snowflakes shining on hibiscus. The clean and pure sword intention made everyone outside the formation tremble.

Yu Fuguang has practiced swordsmanship for many years and has a keen sense of the sword's intention. She deeply realizes that this sword's intention is from the same origin as the sword technique used by Fu Zhu in the demon world.

She only performed three sword moves that day. Without this move, Yu Fuguang could still tell the difference even if she couldn't see it.

This sword technique is rare. What surprised Yu Fuguang was that all the people in Fang Waitian seemed to know this sword technique, and their attitudes and expressions were extremely strange.

Yu Fuguang frowned slightly, feeling strange in her heart. The next moment, she noticed a dangerous aura approaching her.

Disgusting demonic energy.

Yu Fuguang's eyebrows were cold, and he turned his bare hands and took out a golden brass mirror. On this brass mirror, the body of the mirror was engraved with the agile Pisces, swimming in the air without water.

"Ah——! What the hell is this!"

Under the bright golden light, there was a sharp and piercing sound of a woman's explosion, and the mass of demonic energy turned into a beautiful woman in red.

Youxuan gritted her teeth, her beautiful face looked ferocious and a little scary.

Her skin was burned in large areas after touching the golden light, and the intense burning pain penetrated deep into her bones.

Aunt Ku quickly opened the Hungling Taiyin Umbrella, a magic weapon that can reduce the golden light, to block the golden light for Youxuan. After this battle, Ku Zhu seemed to be much older all of a sudden, the whites of her eyes turned yellow and looked a little turbid. She narrowed her eyes, Recognize what Yu Fuguang is holding on to:
"That is the demon-suppressing golden light mirror. It has a restraining effect on us demons. Your Highness's cultivation is still shallow, so he will be burned by the golden light. Let the demonic energy heal the wound automatically."

"But she has a magic-suppressing golden light mirror, so His Highness can't take action easily."

Youxuan felt unwilling: "Are we going to let her go like this?"

She took two deep breaths, turned to Aunt Ku, and said: "Mom, I originally thought that Lou Jinxiao was just distracted by her, but he actually left half of the magic weapon behind to protect this human race. The woman’s life, she must die now!”

Aunt Ku was silent for a moment, and then promised: "I will kill her for the princess."

Ku Zhu was thinking heavily, but Youxuan didn't notice it in the slightest. He smiled naturally and said, "Princess, please lend me the marriage thread of cruel love."

Although the Can's Love Marriage Thread is Youxuan's magic weapon, it was originally the possession of Princess Zhenrong. Ku Zhu followed Princess Zhenrong and personally watched it transform from the princess's token of love to what it is today. As for the love and marriage line, Ku Zhu's control over the relationship line is even better than that of Youxuan.

The red thread floated in her palm, bursting out with unparalleled passion.

Aunt Ku had tears in her eyes as she missed the late Princess Zhengrong, but she quickly calmed down and her expression became cold and stern.

No one knows better than Ku Zhu what kind of lingering affection this red thread entrusts. It is precisely because she knows it that she can fully release the emotion of the cruel marriage line.