Seeing Fu Shiyi's figure disappearing over the Lotus Lake, and then hearing the screams of the Ninth Princess becoming weaker than the other from the pavilion in the lake, the Seventh Young Master could no longer calm down:
"Seventh sister, we either leave now, or we fight for that treasure. We can't delay any longer!"
Lord Qilian also hesitated to speak.
Princess Qilian seemed to be waiting for someone. After a long time, a voice came from her sea of consciousness. Princess Qilian narrowed her eyes slightly, with a look of surprise on her face. Then her eyes sharpened, her feet moved, and she walked towards the lake. Zhongting flew away:
"Come on, let's fight in!"
"good!
"
The Seventh Young Master responded loudly, saying that everyone in the demon clan would kill them if they could find them, and besides, Ninth Sister was still in danger, so he had long wanted to take action.
At this time, the thick fog in the lake pavilion had spread to the lakeside, and the figures of the four young masters were submerged in an instant. However, the seventh young master snorted coldly: "Wither insect's little trick, little fox comes out!"
The words have not yet finished.
A milky white shadow sprang out from her sleeve. It was the flying fox who was pulling her cart. The flying fox was suspended in mid-air, its mouth was beating, and a small pear vortex suddenly appeared on her forehead. The pear vortex rotated rapidly, creating a terrifying suction force. Born from it, the surrounding thick white mist rolled wildly with a "boom", and then shattered with a "kacha" like a mirror.
The pavilion in the lake disappeared.
The Lotus Lake that originally covered an area of dozens of acres also disappeared. Instead, an altar with a height of thousands of feet appeared in front of everyone. The altar towered into the clouds. On the altar, you could vaguely see the true face of Zhang Xu, the female principal. Sitting cross-legged, he kept chanting incantations.
"Seventh sister, seventh brother, save me!
"
The thousand-foot altar is made up of heads piled up. The faces on the heads represent men, women, old and young, but they all had the same expression when they died:
Die with your eyes open!
At this time, most of the Ninth Princess and Ouyang Qingyu's bodies had been sucked into the altar.
The eldest son suspended in mid-air was holding an ordinary axe. The axe was even rusty, but at this moment, the ax fell "tick-tock-tock". Under the altar, four pairs of bloody arms and legs dropped to the ground.
At this time, the eldest son has become a young man.
There were two masses of black energy lingering in his eyes. When he saw Princess Qilian coming in, a stern smile appeared on her pale face: "Seventh sister, seventh brother, you are here, don't worry, seeing that we are from the same family. For your sake, I will make the Demon Lord suck your flesh and blood faster in a while!"
The words have not yet finished.
He then rotated the ax and slashed it diagonally at random. A burst of blood energy spread to all directions, and the entire space suddenly turned blood red.
Bloody loot!
Princess Qilian shrank.
Blood plunder is the eldest son's killing move. The information she had previously grasped was that the other party had been unable to condense it. After all, only the god-transforming monks had a certain chance of forming the domain. Unexpectedly, the information was wrong. No wonder it took less than half a quarter of an hour. Jiumei and Ouyang Qingyu fell into each other's hands.
but.
Princess Qilian didn't look panicked on her face.
I saw her hands clasped together, a peaceful look on her face, and then a halo appeared behind her head. The halo continued to expand, and the outline of a mold lake condensed. As the incantation sounded, a Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara condensed. And out.
The Thousand-Hand Guanyin holds a magic weapon in each hand.
One of the arms waved the green branch gently, and a cyan light shield condensed in an instant, protecting the four of them and blocking the blood from the outside.
