Murong Xue's body was trembling, and she kept running her skills to suppress the black energy in her body, but she couldn't completely suppress it. Instead, her combat power dropped to half, and her face became more and more bruised, looking like she was seriously poisoned.
"In that case, then you should obediently become my food, haha!" The old monster in gray laughed loudly, his body swayed slightly, gray light shone, and a ghost emerged from behind him, hugging him, and was about to swoop down Go down and devour Murong Xue.
"you dare!"
At this moment, a loud shout came from a distance, matching his soul power and spreading in all directions. It was Han Feng's voice.
The old monster in gray sneered and looked up at the source of the sound. He saw a long rainbow flying quickly, but it was still nearly ten thousand years away. He shouted coldly: "Hey, another little guy from the Guiyuan Realm, You dare to disturb me! I dare to do it, so what can you do!"
As he spoke, the ghost figure behind him became more solid. He was wearing a gray robe, with long and narrow cheeks, and a fair complexion. He looked like a middle-aged man, but at this moment, he suddenly grinned, revealing two sharp fangs, and let out a gloomy sound. The sound of gurgling came towards Murong Xue.
Murong Xue frowned. After hearing Han Feng's voice, a look of urgency flashed across her eyes. She immediately took a strong breath and ignored the chaotic ghost energy in her body. She stood upright with the sword and suddenly swung out a sword light. The sword intention In the long run, white lotuses appeared out of thin air and charged towards the old monster in gray.
The old monster in gray screamed and stretched his hand forward. The huge ghost figure behind him also kept in line with his movements. It stretched out a big hand that covered the sky, filled with ghostly energy, and suddenly slapped the snow-white lotus flowers in the sky. Immediately most of the snow-white lotuses cracked and shattered.
The remaining dozens of snow-white lotuses also quickly became dim, and were about to wither completely. At this moment, Murong Xue's forehead suddenly lit up, and a lightsaber emerged, immediately setting off a violent sword intent. Those snow-white lotuses As if they had been nourished, they returned to their original state in the blink of an eye and were even more prosperous than before. What was even more magical was that they began to differentiate, giving birth to two, then two to three, and the cycle continued. After a while, they formed a force that filled the sky, layer upon layer. Stacked, densely packed, the light is like snow, bright and dazzling.
For the first time, the gray-clothed old monster's face showed a solemn look, and he made a hand gesture. The ghost figure behind him suddenly floated, and quickly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it became a thousand feet tall, covering the world. A palm was stretched out, and it was dozens of feet tall. Big and small, it set off a fierce storm, causing the snow-white lotus flowers all over the sky to collapse, making a crisp sound.
Murong Xue retreated and retreated, and black blood could not stop flowing from the corners of her mouth, but she still persisted, her forehead became brighter, and the lightsaber became more brilliant, burning like a ball of fire. Then, lotuses sprouted in the void, one after another, emerging one after another, and soon covered a radius of more than a thousand feet, surrounding the giant ghost shadow thousands of feet tall, emitting a dazzling light, wisps of strands, like swords slashing, The old monster in gray clothes felt chilled and had to be serious. He moved his hands and ten fingers together and flew a series of spells into the giant ghost shadow, making it more powerful. He kept waving his two big hands to smash the snow-white lotus flowers that came one after another.
It's just that each of those snow-white lotus flowers is formed by the condensed sword intention. After being broken, it can still form a huge lethality. Every time it kills, the ghost shadow gradually becomes dim.
The old monster in gray snorted coldly, and the giant ghost shadow shrank suddenly, turning into the size of a hundred feet in an instant, and then suddenly slapped a palm, waves of ghost energy filled the air, and the sound of ghost cries suddenly came out in the void, and the cold air seemed to come from the netherworld. It seeped out, and the whole world became gloomy, like the end of the world, which gave people a chill in their hearts.
A look of panic flashed in Murong Xue's eyes. The opponent's palm was the Nether Palm. She had been seriously injured by this move before, and she has not recovered yet. The ghost energy remaining in her body is even getting worse.
At this moment, the old monster in gray used the ghost palm to exert its Nether Palm, and its power was even more astonishing. The void seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, bending slightly, refracting the light, and causing colorful astigmatism to appear. People are frightened!
Murong Xue retreated violently, and at the same time, the lightsaber between his eyebrows emitted a hundred feet of light, and snow-white lotus flowers appeared out of thin air all around, rushing towards the opponent one after another, trying to block his Netherworld Palm.
However, before the thousands of snow-white lotus flowers could touch the entity of Netherworld Palm, they were overwhelmed by the distorted light and diffuse ghost energy around it. They were annihilated and disappeared without even a bubble popping up.
Murong Xue couldn't bear it any longer and vomited a mouthful of blood again. The blood was thick black and filled with black energy, and it seemed that the injury was more serious.
The lightsaber between her brows suddenly dimmed, and the sword intent in the sky faded away. Snow-white lotuses no longer appeared out of thin air. The remaining lotuses alone were more difficult to resist the attack of Netherworld Palm. It could be said that she was retreating steadily. It seemed that she would be attacked in the next moment. Devoured by Netherworld Palm.
"I didn't expect that I would die here!" Murong Xue sighed softly in her heart, but her face was as calm as water, without any negative emotions.
Even so, she still didn't give up. Even if her body was shaky, she still tried her best to activate the lightsaber between her eyebrows to shine, releasing the sword's intention. White lotuses grew in the void to resist the ghostly palm of the old monster in gray.
After a while, she vomited another mouthful of black blood, her eyes became dull, and she was no longer able to support the lightsaber between her eyebrows. It suddenly dissipated and disappeared into the sea of her soul.
"die!"
The old monster in gray clothes had already lost his temper and no longer considered whether to eat Murong Xue alive. He wanted to kill her in one fell swoop first to avoid any complications.
At just this moment, an ellipsoid emitting black light suddenly thrust in from a distance and crashed directly into the ghostly aura of Netherworld Palm, causing waves of waves.
All the ghost energy was unable to stop the ellipsoid, and it was instantly dissolved by its black light, as if they were naturally incompatible with each other. Before one of them could breathe, a ten-foot-sized passage appeared within the scope of the ghost energy, reaching the main body of the Netherworld Palm.
The next moment, the ellipsoid hit the body of the Netherworld Palm and exploded immediately. The terrifying black fire spread in all directions, burning out most of the ghost energy with a crackling sound.
Nether Palm, destroyed!
The old monster in gray was so frightened that his wrinkled eyes glowed with strange green light. He turned to look into the distance and saw that the rainbow was getting closer. Within a few breaths, a figure appeared in front of him. He cut between him and Murong Xue, firmly protecting Murong Xue.
At this time, Murong Xue was in a semi-awake and semi-conscious state. She tried her best to open her eyes and saw vaguely the back of this man, wearing a set of light blue Taoist robes with three leaves.
It's Han Feng!
