Fantasy: Gift Chance, Crit Compensation!

Within the enchantment formation, there are swords, lights, swords and shadows everywhere, as well as the sound of flesh and blood separating.

Mo Xiu has a brutal character, and there is no concept of human life in his eyes.

Instead, killing is their favorite thing to do.

There are probably hundreds of people from the Murong family who came this time.

Most are family core.

But at this moment, under the slaughter of the demons, only one third of it is left.

Even the disciples of the Sword Sect died a lot.

"Mu Guhan, this old man swears to kill you in this life!"

Although Murong Bo was attacked by surprise, he was still a strong man in the Soul Palace realm.

Under the cover of Murong Binglan, Ye Tian and the strong family members, they joined Xingzong and others.

He was pale and bleeding from the corners of his mouth. Looking at Mu Guhan, his eyes were full of bloodshots.

Among the clansmen who came here today, many of them were very talented juniors, and they wanted them to observe and observe, in order to gain insight, but they all died here!

This is blood feud!

"Wu Clan, You Demon Palace!"

Murong Binglan's eyes were also full of hatred.

Under the sneak attack of many powerful people in the Netherworld Palace, even she suffered some injuries.

"It's really wrong."

Ye Tian was not a member of the Murong clan, so naturally he would not have such thoughts. He just felt that he was too reckless.

I just wanted to come over to help, but I ended up encountering the Nether Demon Hall.

It would be a shame to die here today!

As the crowd gathered, the surrounding demon cultivators and the wooden tribesmen also slowly surrounded them.

There are many of them, about three hundred people in total.

On the other side of the two cases, there are already only a few dozen people.

Many also have minor or serious injuries.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before it is completely destroyed.

"kill!"

There is no longer wasting time on the side of the Demon Palace, following the order of the Moon Demon.

All the magic cultivators suddenly turned into black mist and rolled toward the two sects, like a ferocious devil snake, opened its bloody mouth, and the wind was blowing!

"Junior Sister Qiu, you should have something on your body that resists the power of the primordial spirit, right?"

Lu Xuan looked back and asked in a deep voice.

"Have!"

Qiu Nanqing naturally understood why Lu Xuan asked this question and nodded heavily.

Hearing this, Lu Xuan felt slightly relieved.

In this way, he can still fight, otherwise, he has to consider using the instant sword technique.

Because he was restless, he always felt that something was about to happen, so on the way he came, he had inserted the long-air sword into a dense forest a hundred miles away.

"This is the talisman, which can ignore the attack of the primordial spirit."

Qiu Nanqing took out a golden talisman from the storage ring.

The talisman is filled with brilliance and is full of mysterious charm.

"how about you?"

Lu Xuan frowned slightly.

"Of course I still have."

Qiu Nanqing said with a smile.

"you sure?"

"Um!"

"Row."

Although he felt that Qiu Nanqing might be lying to him, he didn't have time to think about it. After taking it, he put it on his chest.

But seeing the radiance of the protector rune, it turned into an invisible cover and enveloped him.

The mental depression brought by the elders of the Demon Hall just now disappeared, and the spiritual platform returned to clarity.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lu, it's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in deep danger."

Qiu Nanqing felt a little guilty, "I didn't expect that my luck would be so bad, and I was targeted by the Nether Demon Temple one after another."

The guardian was stopped, and faced so many powerful people in the Nether Demon Temple.

And Murong Bo, his only soul palace realm, is still seriously injured, how can he stop this?

There was already a little despair in her heart.

It's not just her, everyone else is the same, looking panicked.

"Time and fate, don't care."

Lu Xuan smiled slightly and touched her little head, "There is no way out, who said we would definitely die here today!"

With the talisman, even in the face of the Soul Palace, it is not without a chance!

Besides, having practiced so many high-level martial arts at the prefecture level, he hasn't fully let go of it yet, so he might be stronger than he expected!

"When you are unlucky, try your courage!"

Talk down!

Lu Xuan exhaled lightly.

Immediately, a golden glow suddenly bloomed on the body, and the Sanskrit sound roared, as if the Arhat Buddha came!

He punched out with his right hand, sending all the demon cultivators who rushed in first!

"You hold a group, protect yourselves, I'll hold the soul palace realm!"

Facing six people alone, no, if you count Mu Guhan, it is a full seven soul palace realm powerhouses!

But if you have a normal mind, you wouldn't dare to do that.

It's just that there is no other way at the moment, Murong Bo was seriously injured, Murong Binglan, Ye Tian, ​​and other disciples all suffered serious injuries.

In addition, Qiu Nanqing gave him the talisman, and he was not sure whether Qiu Nanqing still had it.

So after thinking about it, I can only rely on him for the time being!

"I will go with you."

Murong Binglan wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and a long sword appeared in his right hand, "That's a full seven Soul Palace realm, even if you have the talisman, you can't be their opponent!"

"I'll go as well!"

Qiu Nanqing also said.

"no need,"

Lu Xuan shook his head slightly, "You guys are gone, who cares about the sect disciples?"

These words silenced the two of them.

Indeed, if the two of them left, the sect disciples would be slaughtered by the demon cultivators soon.

"Okay, that's it!"

Lu Xuan turned around and looked at the six Nether Hall elders.

"It's really heart-wrenching!"

Under the enormous pressure, Lu Xuan felt his mind concentrated as never before, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling. *