When the majestic power in the air poured down on the ground, the already sunken street was completely torn apart. Huge cracks spread out, turning the entire area of a hundred feet into a pile of stirring dust.
Qinglong and Jiang Shangxiu in mid-air fell to the ground, and formed an encirclement with the red-clothed figure floating in the dust.
The three of them lowered their gazes slightly and landed on the bottom of the pit.
There, the passionate power of blood was still surging, and in the gap where the energy was twisted, a figure half kneeling on the ground could still be vaguely seen.
Gu Yuan forced his hands on the ground and roared continuously from the gap between his teeth.
This power transferred by the formation reached the mid-transcendence stage, but because it contained a large amount of witch blood, the damage caused to him did not reach the level that Murong Jing and the others had expected.
Murong Jing was the closest to the figure. When her eyes were focused on Gu Yuan, Gu Yuan, who was holding back a breath and resisting, seemed to be aware of it and raised his head.
Gu Yuan's eyes were full of anger after being calculated.
Even though he still doesn't feel that he really lost to Mu Qing before, his desire to use an extreme battle to restore his morale is extremely real.
As a result, Murong Jing grasped his mentality extremely accurately, so that after Gu Yuan saw her, he knew that Jiang Shangxiu had deployed the formation, but he did not think about leaving.
Even in the end, Gu Yuan thought that Murong Jing had chosen to confront him head-on.
But looking back now, in Gu Yuan's eyes, all of this has become a plan of people like Murong Jing.
When will he have a hearty fight?
Gu Yuan only felt that after coming to Zhuque City, he felt like he had entered a stinky quagmire. All kinds of discomforts had penetrated into his body along the small wounds on his body. He punched his heart and felt his body release. The defense on the watch is still impacted by the force from the top of the head on the skin and flesh.
In the blink of an eye, his shoulders revealed the white bones of flesh and blood. He looked extremely miserable, but the ups and downs on his body seemed to be waiting for a real bottoming out, just like the people in the pile of stones. The saplings began to grow upward with great tenacity.
Murong Jing's eyes flickered slightly. Even if she was an enemy, she did not hide her appreciation at this moment.
This person is domineering, but his talent and temperament are indeed first-rate, but I just met him and her.
Murong Jing moved!
She seemed to be waiting for this moment. When Gu Yuan stood up with trembling legs and the momentum on his body was about to reach its peak, she appeared in front of Gu Yuan.
She pushed it out with a gentle palm.
"Snapped--"
The white and slender palm hit the middle of the eyebrow. In the crisp sound of the blow, the series of red afterimages on Murong Jing's body happened to be shattered by the raging power.
Gu Yuan flew out directly.
He was obviously hit between the eyebrows, but his chest was obviously sunken. His face became extremely colorful, with a mixture of green and red, like a drowning person who choked on a mouthful of water and swallowed without spitting it out again. Can't spit it out.
Murong Jing stood in front of Gu Yuan and gently rubbed her wrist. Balls of brightly colored flames traveled under her skin, which was her re-condensed original energy.
A burst of wind blew up, echoing the whistling sound of Gu Yuan flying upside down. The blue dragon's body flashed with purple light and it crashed straight into Gu Yuan.
A trace of complicated emotions flashed through Gu Yuan's narrowed eyes. In the end, he had underestimated others.
His current state was extremely bad, and he could induce blood boiling, but when he was about to hit the door, Murong Jing locked him on the outside. At this moment, the ray of burning energy spread like a spider web in his body, and even swept through his body. To his heart.
Just when Qinglong was about to hit the back of his heart, a trace of cruelty flashed in Gu Yuan's eyes, he folded his palm on his chest, gathered all his strength in a punch and hit it hard on the back of his hand.
There was only a thud in the air, and a ball of pale golden blood mist suddenly expanded from Gu Yuan's body.
After he gained control over his body by burning his own essence and blood, his body became much more agile. He turned his body and resisted Qinglong's punch with his shoulder.
"boom."
The purple thunder and the light golden blood intertwined with each other, and the sizzling sound made was extremely heartbreaking.
Gu Yuan's shoulder was already a mess of blood and flesh, and after being ravaged by the lightning, there was even a unique smell of burnt meat.
When Gu Yuan smelled this smell, he seemed to be inspired. His face became fierce, and instead of using his strength to escape, he grabbed Qinglong's wrist and got closer.
"Bang bang bang bang."
In between breaths, the two people who collided in mid-air called for more than a dozen punches. The sound of the punches were connected together, like rolling thunder on a rainy summer night.
After another punch, the two finally pulled away.
The aura on Qinglong's body was dangerous and domineering. When he looked at Gu Yuan, whose aura was chaotic and extremely embarrassed, his eyes trembled slightly and he even thought that Gu Yuan was Mu Qing.
Once the battle begins, a person who looks like he could fall at any moment seems to have endless power.
"Huh ~ come again!"
Gu Yuan exhaled a breath and looked at Qinglong provocatively.
Qinglong's heart sank. Murong Jing and Jiang Shangxiu had reached the limit of what they could do. He must capture Gu Yuan.
Qinglong silently recalled the scene he saw during that epiphany. It was clearly an autumn day at noon, but he seemed to have returned to a dark thunderstorm night. When the huge white thunder blasted the sky and the earth, Qinglong's figure suddenly Disappeared in place.
There is still a hint of saltpeter-like dryness in the air.
Gu Yuan's heart skipped a beat. People in Hidden Valley seemed to have profound Taoist attainments. His chest rose and fell slightly and he raised his head slightly.
A thick white thunder fell from the sky!
Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes subconsciously and raised his arms high above his head.
"Boom——"
When the white thunder struck Gu Yuan's head, it was like a waterfall falling to the ground. After the thunder plasma spread wildly, it enveloped Gu Yuan's figure in an instant.
Qinglong appeared beside Gu Yuan with a tired look on his face, punched out, and was ready to end the battle.
Murong Jing's eyes have been falling on Gu Yuan. After catching a certain aura, her eyes focused: "Be careful!"
Almost as soon as Murong Jing's words rang out, a golden blood arrow as thick as a finger pierced through the thunder and hit Qinglong's heart.
"Puff——"
The two were too close. Although Qinglong had gathered his strength to turn sideways, the blood arrow still pierced his heart.
Fortunately, the mask on his face finally reacted and took the initiative to protect the master at the last moment. He only heard a roar, and before the blood arrow was about to pierce his heart, a green light spread out, binding the blood arrow in place.
A cold snort came from the white thunder. Although Gu Yuan was restrained by the bright thunder, he did not intend to stop there.
The bound blood arrow began to tremble violently, and exploded without giving Qinglong any chance to breathe and struggle.
The golden blood directly shredded the thin layer of green light, and instantly exploded a palm-sized blood hole in Qinglong's chest. Qinglong's sternum was also shattered by this close impact, and tiny bone spurs At this moment, it was like a flying needle. It should have been shot into Qinglong's internal organs along with the impact, but it lost the power to maintain it in the next moment and was stained in the flesh and blood.
In the large pit on the ground, a ray of blood flowed from the mask to the white chin. The aura on Murong Jing's body swayed for a moment. She squinted her eyes slightly and looked into the air without blinking.
Through the mask, she took the initiative to transfer most of the hurt that was raging in Qinglong's heart onto herself.
But despite this, the aura on Qinglong's body continued to fall, and a bloody arm had already reached out with lightning, and its five fingers were as sharp as hooks and inserted into Qinglong.
Two balls of turbid air spurted out from Qinglong's slightly drooped face. When he raised his eyes, he shouted in a low voice: "Broken!"
The thunderbolts that bound Gu Yuan's body immediately entangled in Gu Yuan's body after hearing the order, and then exploded in the next instant.
The thunder suddenly exploded, much like the light that separates the darkness of the world at sunrise.
Gu Yuan and Qinglong were separated by the impact. Qinglong was seriously injured and was about to fall to the ground while clutching his chest. Gu Yuan snorted coldly, but did not intend to spare him. He went against the thunder and chased Qinglong directly.
The ancient battlefield in the northern wilderness was a barren land, and Gu Yuan could only practice in this harsh environment. A few years ago, he had begun to practice on the edge of the black storm, relying on the power of thunder in it.
This kind of white thunder will indeed cause harm to him, but the destructive meaning of the thunder condensed by Qinglong is not even as pure as Mu Qing's thunder method.
Gu Yuan's current mentality is very strange. Even though he knows that he will not be able to take advantage if this continues, but after suffering so much, he does not directly break through the siege of the three people.
Regardless of whether he resists the lightning or is enveloped by the formation, as long as he kills one of them first, it is still worth it.
Murong Jing and Jiang Shangxiu on the ground also noticed Gu Yuan's intention.
Jiang Shangxiu gave a soft drink, and the formation barrier covering this neighborhood suddenly shrank, and the obscure aura between heaven and earth began to squeeze the raging power.
As the person targeted by this formation, the pressure on Gu Yuan suddenly increased several times.
His speed slowed down, but he still had no intention of stopping.
Murong Jing's slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, and after barely calming down the chaotic aura on her body, she rushed forward. She didn't care about Qinglong, but dragged out a dazzling red light and crashed directly into Gu Yuan.
"Puff——"
Gu Yuan, who was in the air, sensed the approaching danger. He shrugged his shoulders and covered his face with his elbows. A short thorn that was as red as blood was sandwiched between his arms.
"snort."
Murong Jing snorted softly, and the red bird thorn on her hand suddenly glowed red, and began to crazily grab the blood and energy from Gu Yuan's body.
Gu Yuan was shocked for a moment. This girl's methods were really the same as Mu Qing's.
The Wu Clan bloodline in his body has always been the basis of Gu Yuan's self-confidence, but when facing Murong Jing and the others, he not only consumed all the essence and blood that Gu Yan sent to him, but also his own essence and blood was in short supply. Already consumed twice.
With the loss of blood, the pressure Gu Yuan felt suddenly became clear. He glanced at Murong Jing coldly and slashed at Murong Jing's fair and slender neck. Murong Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, but she turned to Gu Yuan. A palm was pushed out flat on the chest.
Seeing the bright flames on Murong Jing's white palms, Gu Yuan immediately recalled the powerlessness of the blood sealed by the wisps of hot breath. His eyelids jumped, but this was the first time he exchanged attacks with others. Choose to retreat.
His arm that was sweeping towards Murong Jing's neck was folded directly and placed on his chest.
"Bang~"
White flames raged out from Murong Jing's palm and rushed towards Gu Yuan's chest.
Gu Yuan used the power in his arms to temporarily break through the constraints from all directions. He folded his body and no longer cared about Murong Jing. He burned a wisp of essence and blood, and his speed increased sharply.
After suffering one after another, Gu Yuan finally decided to break through this annoying formation first.
Jiang Shangxiu was trying his best to control the formation. Murong Jing had to fight forcefully in order to save Qinglong. Without Qinglong's encirclement, Gu Yuan quickly flew to the edge of the formation.
It was also at this moment that a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart, and his body froze subconsciously.
"call out--"
A sharp sword energy grazed his cheek, and when it hit the ruins not far away, it stirred up smoke and dust all over the sky.
Gu Yuan looked at the old man in black robe who suddenly appeared in the diagonal thorn, and he already cursed Hidden Valley in his heart.
Everyone in this group of people is higher in cultivation than him, how could they be so sinister in thinking of saving a hand? Is Hidden Valley still so united even when a disaster is approaching?
After Murong Yin threw out a sword energy, he did not pause at all. The continuous sword energy was like flying snow, interweaving into a large white curtain, directly blocking Gu Yuan's escape route and forcing him back into the encirclement.
When Jiang Shangxiu saw Murong Yin finally taking action, his eyes didn't light up and he whispered: "Leave!"
Murong Jing, who was in the air, suddenly noticed that the hot breath began to flow towards her at an accelerated rate, and even the repeated breath on her body became much more stable.
Guessing that this was Jiang Shangxiu's magical formation, Murong Jing did not waste this opportunity and directly increased her speed to the limit.
"boom--"
A continuous red shadow suddenly appeared in mid-air.
When Gu Yuan heard the ear-splitting whistling sound behind him, he gritted his teeth and groaned, and was about to forcefully change the direction, but the burning blood in his body suddenly suffocated.
Murong Jing's eyes at this moment were like an ice edge illuminated by the sky, cold and bright, revealing a fierce killing intent. She seized this opportunity, and the Suzaku thorn in her hand broke through Gu Yuan's thought without any hesitation. The proud Pangu body was inserted into the back of his heart.
"ah--"
Angry cries of pain filled the air, Gu Yuan's expression was extremely ferocious, and the blood around him rippled crazily.
At this moment, as long as the thorn advances an inch further, or unleashes its energy, Gu Yuan, the young master of the Gu family, will die in the hands of Murong Jing and become a ghost in Suzaku City, a place that has always lacked order.
But Mu Qing's figure flashed in Murong Jing's mind, but she still kept her hand. In order to calm down the superimposed killing intent, she even poured the power that was about to burst out of her hand into her body.
"Well."
Gu Yuan, who was already heartbroken, suddenly brightened up after hearing Murong Jing's muffled groan. The expression on his face froze into a ball, with pain, anger, and fear mixed together, but it was still difficult to describe the full extent of his mood at the moment. one.
After going around and around, this woman didn't dare to kill him for that Mu Qing.
This thought quickly passed through Gu Yuan's mind. Fortunately, the sarcastic mood had just risen, and the corners of his mouth had not completely split, but the expression on his face immediately froze.
He felt extremely angry and humiliated by his reaction at this moment. His face began to tremble, and his eyes showed a fierce light. Without any hesitation, with his life at the mercy of others, he swept back his arm and hit Murong Jing's head. neck.
