A hundred wisps of bad luck can make an ordinary person unlucky to death, and an ordinary protagonist with great luck can also become extremely unlucky.
Five hundred strands of bad luck, how terrifying!
The expert stood on the ground, raised the iron sword, and was about to strike it down.
Katcha!
The iron sword is broken!
The expert looked at the broken sword in his hand in surprise: "It's so good, but why did it break? It's so unlucky."
This is his only weapon. He has used it for two and a half years, and it is very emotional.
"Fellow Taoist, take the sword!"
Upon seeing this, the cultivators who were not far away quickly threw out a few spare magic swords and threw them on the ground not far from the master.
The master was about to go and pick it up.
laugh!
The evil dragon magic weapon shot out a thick purple beam, which directly melted all the magic swords on the ground.
The master was very unlucky and didn't get a sword.
The master was speechless. Without a sword, he had no fighting power.
He has been practicing for two and a half years. In addition to practicing Qi and body training, he is also practicing swordsmanship. When it comes to attacking, he only knows swordsmanship and cannot even breathe fire.
Buzz!
A black light shot out quickly.
It’s the child’s art of the evil king and demon!
The expert frowned, feeling the danger, and subconsciously stepped aside.
However, he was extremely unlucky. His left foot stepped on his right foot and he fell.
boom!
The master was hit by the black light, fell to the ground, closed his eyes, snored, and fell asleep directly. Dozens of rays of golden luck spilled out.
Master, defeated!
Xuanyou, who had been waiting aside for a long time, rushed forward and gulped down the luck.
Consumption: 500 wisps of luck.
Income: 800 wisps of luck.
Remaining: 2480 wisps of demonic breath and 5550 wisps of luck.
Zhang Liang's eyes flashed: "Very good, the biggest threat is gone. The next step is to make both the goddess and the evil king and demon suffer."
The evil king and demon laughed ferociously: "Finally we have solved this dead Taoist priest, and now it's your turn."
All the cultivators panicked: "We are finished!"
boom!
There was a loud noise high in the sky.
Everyone looked up and their eyes shrank.
The thousand-meter-long Goshawk Demon Slave was killed!
Two giant hands with spiritual consciousness that were hundreds of meters in size grabbed hold of the wings of the Goshawk Demon Slave and twisted them violently. Immediately, the body of the Goshawk Demon Slave that had been severely injured was torn into two pieces.
Cutting off, a large amount of flesh and blood spilled down.
“Bitch woman!
!" The Goshawk Demon Slave only had time to let out one last roar, and then the bird's head was pierced by the terrifying giant spear of divine consciousness.
laugh!
The corpse of the Goshawk Demon Slave turned into a large area of ​​demonic breath, and even the demonic breath floating on the battlefield was swallowed up by the evil king and demons. Only Zhang Liang could see this scene.
Wow!
A rain of blood fell down, filled with a strong fishy smell. This was the blood left after the body of the Goshawk Demon Slave disappeared.
The casual cultivators were originally frightened when they saw the master defeated, but now they saw the goddess showing off her power, and they were excited again: "The goddess is so powerful!"
"Jie Jie Jie, it's your turn, little beauty, I'm really looking forward to the bridal chamber with you." The evil king smiled evilly, and a pair of blood boys looked at the goddess's mature body with evil intentions.
The evil king's demonic figure flashed and appeared strangely high in the sky.
A look of disgust appeared on the beautiful face of the goddess, and she snorted coldly: "Trash, filth, how can you blaspheme this lady? Kneel down and die!"
Then, the two of them fought again.
Dazzling blood-colored beams of light continued to explode, and huge transparent spears streaked across the sky, turning the high-altitude battlefield into a death zone. Even with residual power, it could easily kill a casual cultivator at the Golden Core stage.
Down below, most of the casual cultivators were dead on the battlefield.
There were only about a hundred casual cultivators left, all of them remnants, and all of them had suffered a lot of injuries.
Under the desperate fighting of the casual cultivators, more than half of the demon slaves died, leaving more than three hundred.
In terms of numbers and combat power, the casual cultivators are still at a disadvantage.
But Zhang Liang, who they expected the most, was surrounded by dozens of demon slaves and beaten, completely unable to free his hands or feet.
When the casual cultivators saw the battle situation, they were all desperate: "The goddess is going to deal with the evil king and the demon. The master doesn't know what the situation is. Qing Liangzi is besieged. We are finished. Let's just kill ourselves..."
"No! Don't give up until the end!"
A gasping scream woke everyone up.
Everyone turned around and looked, shocked.
Qiu Yueli was seen covered in blood, with injuries everywhere, her long skirt was torn, and she was standing in mid-air with a sluggish breath.
In order to protect the casual cultivators, she had fought until the last moment. She was exhausted, her spiritual energy had dried up, and she was seriously injured.
The casual cultivators shed tears and said, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, you can run away. This has nothing to do with you. It is all Qiuyue Sect's fault. You are still young and you are extremely talented. We will protect you and send you away."
Qiu Yueli smiled, with a weak smile on her pale and pretty face. It was charming and pitiful, like a lily that was about to wither.
Qiu Yueli smiled and said: "I'm sorry, everyone, I can't make up for Qiuyue Sect's fault. I can only use this broken body to do my last bit for you..."
Before she could finish her words, a humanoid demon slave pounced on her delicate body from behind, opened its ferocious mouth, and bit down hard.
"No!" Everyone's eyes were filled with tears and their hearts were broken.
To be honest, when they first learned that the Qiu Yue Sect was going to frame them, they were very angry, and even Qiu Yueli, who had done nothing wrong, also hated him.
But after fighting for such a long time, they discovered that Qiu Yueli was a sincere, just and kind-hearted female nun under her gentle yet heroic beauty.
In order to protect the casual cultivators whom she has never met, Qiu Yueli is even willing to fight to the death.
Such a noble character is so rare in this spiritual world where materialism prevails and everyone is selfish!
Chapter completed!