"Brother Zhu, be careful, this is the dark wind of the blood stream! It can enchant the soul and corrode the bones, it is impossible to guard against it! The Yunyang Spirit Fire can restrain this evil wind!"
Jiang Feixue was dragged by Su Twelve. When she saw the bloody whirlwind, her expression suddenly changed and she hurriedly shouted a reminder.
"Xuejian Yinfeng?"
Su Twelve squinted his eyes and looked extremely solemn.
This was the first time he heard this name, but it did not prevent him from realizing the power of this bloody wind.
Almost as soon as Jiang Feixue finished speaking, Yuanyang Ruler was decisively sacrificed by him.
A burst of true energy shot out of the ruler's body.
In an instant, a burning Yuanyang golden flower appeared. The Yunyang spirit fire danced on the golden flower, and a light yellow light mask enveloped Su Twelve and Jiang Feixue at the same time.
Su Twelve activated Yuanyang Ruler and led Jiang Feixue into the bloody whirlwind.
But at this moment, a bloody cold light appeared through the sky.
Chapter completed!