"Also?" Lie Qingyang thrust his shoulders, then he raised his sword and screamed in the air, Xue Duxiu, who was screaming in tears, sneering, "Is there anything else worth nervous about? Just count it for me. I must take his life within three moves!"

"He has the black lotus to protect his body, have you forgotten?" It seems that the "Qianli Frost Flower" gave Lie Qingyang a scorching fighting spirit, which was so enthusiastic that he could even blind his reason. He could ignore the facts so clear. Mie Canglan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said coldly, "The black lotus can fill his broken head again, which shows that he will be immortal for a moment!"

"This..." Lie Qingyang had already flew out several steps, stepped on Lie Guang in the air, turned around and nodded, "Then what you said just now..."

Mie Canglan gently hooked his hand and instructed Lie Qingyang to come back, and turned around to push Jiang Chuqing into his arms, staring at the young man's stiff face, "The familiar aura is getting stronger and stronger... You protect Jiang Chuqing!"

"Hey!" Lie Qingyang saw Mie Canglan's bloody hair swept, turned around and ran towards the opening of the sword-casting platform, and opened a distance from him to Ningli. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and shouted, "What's going on?"

Mie Canglan slightly turned his face and raised his hand to silence. His shape was evil and cruel and gentle, which made Lie Qingyang glar at him for a moment and stopped talking.

Mie Canglan stared at the surging void in a blink of an eye. A ball of light and shadow that seemed gray and white and dark red was trying hard to squeeze out the darkness. The slight sound of the gurgling sound came into the eardrums like a boiling thick liquid.

"...Here's coming!" Mie Canglan's spiritual sense was tense to the limit, and his magic eyes radiated violently and a piece of true energy swept under his feet, sweeping a large piece of flames and twisting it up, slightly turning into the shape of a fire dragon and spinning around him.

A violent collision sound rang through the world, almost lifting the top of the sword-casting platform away. The already shattered ground raised even more dust and sand, and even showed a downward collapse. Mie Canglan stabilized his body, and felt that his body could not restrain himself and sank down with the collapsed energy. He immediately gritted his teeth and crossed his arms, pinched his strange finger shape with both hands to inspire the blood-light fire dragon, and firmly held him in the middle.

Lie Qingyang, who had set up a sword light to protect his body, opened his eyes widened. He stood beside Mie Canglan a few steps away and exclaimed in the wind. However, he saw a sharp cold light coming through the air, almost tearing apart the invisible and material darkness in the "etheless time and space", and colliding with Mie Canglan's fire dragon head-on.

Mie Canglan felt even more shocked, and he suddenly held his claws with his right hand and flipped down. A spun magic light instantly gathered in his palm, expanding rapidly into shape and bursting lightning.

"Fevil energy stance? Blood-Electric Dragon, drink-!" Mie Canglan quickly recited the magic trick, spit out a fragment of talisman light like a death-induced Shura, and it expanded to its limit and rushed out. At the same time, it waved its right arm and shook off the blood light, and the rushing energy rushed away like a sea tide.

"The demon sword dances wildly? Blood flows over the rose, drink—!" Almost at the same rhythm as Mie Canglan's magic trick, an extremely strange demon sound that was neither a man nor a woman rushed into the air, and the strange magic trick was chanted with a sharp voice. The countless sharp cold lights instantly increased several times, forming a large arc like a huge insect egg, and suddenly burst out cracks, and countless blood-red petals flew out of it.

The earth-shaking sharp biting sound broke into the air, shaking blood marks from Mie Canglan's eardrums. The countless petals opened their sharp teeth, and they ate blood and rushed towards them wildly.

"Sure!" Mie Canglan laughed, kicked his feet and flew up, pushing and gathering his energy, and retrieving the blood under his feet as if he had held thousands of storms in his arms, leaving behind the most pure dazzling blood light into a magic circle for lifting, and another wave of attack was quickly condensed in his palm.

However, the cold light, which was like a ghost crying, approached suddenly, as if it was pushed by some force, the speed was more than ten times faster, and it completely exceeded the speed of Mie Canglan's condensation of the magic light. Mie Canglan was shocked and could not fully synthesize the energy in his hand. He immediately threw away his right hand and rushed up, colliding with the light and shadow in the center of the cold light, leaving no gap.

There was a shattered clanging sound, and countless shattered sparks flew out from the center point hit by Mie Canglan's energy, and reversed the wind and broke through the dazzling cold light of blood, revealing a slender figure, with dark red hair flying backwards, and with Mie Canglan, they seemed to be two blood-red karma fires.

"That's..." Lie Qingyang flew up quickly and saw a huge crescent-shaped blade in the man's hand. The cold light pouring out mixed with violent friction sparks, as powerful as a solidified lightning.

The huge blade was pressed against Mie Canglan's eyes, and a strange snow-green face with curled lips appeared behind it. The demonic sound of neither a man nor a woman was like a distant and fatal call, "You have lived to this day when we meet again, Mie Canglan!"

Mie Canglan frowned coldly, and his forehead was as cinnabar as the third bloody eye, and he smiled coldly, "How could I die in front of you, old friend?"

The last two words were like Huo Li's magic trick. Mie Canglan pushed the thorn in his hand hard, and a cold wind whistled and burst out a large area of ​​hot poison, hitting Wen Tiangu's crescent giant sword. Wen Tiangu took advantage of the momentum and turned around, and broke the broken cold light for several consecutive times, turning into a sharp flying shadow, and heading towards Mie Canglan.

A dull sound of thorn branches tearing, Mie Canglan and Wen Tiangu flew back at the same time, and countless pieces of thorn branches and the cold light of the knife were swayed around them, sweeping away to form a piece of thorn branches that could not be approached.

The red rose petals with sharp teeth and flamboyant teeth all circled beside Wentian. Some of them fell down and rushed to hold his body. He stood in the scarlet flower rain and carried a giant knife on his shoulders. He looked at Dingmi Canglan with a cold look and smiled strangely, "What a beautiful face, Mi Canglan... If it weren't for the evil spirit in the world, I wouldn't dare to recognize you!"

Mie Canglan bent his right arm and leaned against his side, and his left hand pinched the magic shape at any time to activate his true energy, but the faint pain in his body was constantly continuous. He glanced at Lie Qingyang who was running towards him and stood with a sword and said, "If you continue fighting, you may really be overdrawn."

"I also feel that my energy is fading..." Lie Qingyang stared at the deep voice, and he whispered with the weakening "Qianli Shuanghua" tightly holding the gradually weakening of light, "Canglan, who is he?"

"The Chief General of Nightmare Dao of Underworld, 'Death Rose'? Wen Tiangu." Wen Tiangu curled his lips coldly, knocked his giant sword and raised his red hair, "You finally heard my complete name, Destroy Canglan!"

"I don't care." Mie Canglan pursed his lips and smiled, but his smile was extremely cold. The thorns in the palm of his right hand twisted unbearably in the hole-opened demonic eyes, "However, thank you for confirming the murderer of Tu Mie Qinglian Sect for me... It was your nightmare Taoist doing, right?!"

"Oh, I'm not grateful to me for helping you like this?" Wen Tiangu pretended to be surprised, widened his eyes and blinked, then lowered his eyes and smiled, "Mi Canglan, you're still using those broken branches, I think you haven't made much progress..."

"Do you want to try it?" Mie Canglan slowly pulled out his left finger and turned his eyes quietly to look at Xue Duxiu in the air behind him. He seemed to have not recovered his energy yet, and seemed to be standing in a strange observing position. He looked at Jiang Chuqing who was slowly breathing in Lie Qingyang's arms and said, "She seems to have recovered some of her breath..."

"Tsk, don't worry, isn't the sword energy on my body just in the same way as this thing? I can wake her up a little!" Lie Qingyang hurriedly pointed the red bead on Jiang Chuqing's neck, and he might have touched the girl's soft-skinned skin. He stopped his hands and blushed as if he was touched, "But Canglan, I really can't hit it anymore..."

Seeing that the blue and white floated on Lie Qingyang's face, Mie Canglan's eyes sank and said, "I know, but who told him to come so much..."

The two turned their heads and stared at Wen Tiangu together. Two imposing gazes were on one person. The strange cold Wen Tiangu couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He held the hilt of the knife and said, "I came here specifically for this opportunity. Let go of the woman and 'Qianli Frosthua' so that you can have the strength to care whether you can get out!"

"Hmph!" Lie Qingyang took a step forward, and Mingliang looked at Tiangu coldly and shouted, "I have heard such ruthless words too much, and the people who speak are still defeated by us! You are just alone and dare to speak, aren't you afraid of your tongue flashing?"

"Oh, your mouth is so powerful!" Wen Tiangu snorted. The sound of Yin and Yang, which was like a demon, sounded like a demon, and made people straighten their bodies. He looked up and walked through Mie Canglan and the other two stared at Xue Duxiu. The latter had already flown forward cautiously for several steps. "Xue Duxiu, you'd better put away your waste appearance and join forces with me. If you really let these two bastards take away all the sword and human sacrifice items, there will be no good results for Nightmare Dao and Yelian Dynasty!"

"Anyway..." Xue Duxiu gasped and said, "It's not our Yelian Dynasty that we want to go to the God of Death to explain!"

"Bad!" Wen Tiangu immediately heard the obvious rejection and sarcasm in Xue Duxiu's words, and raised his eyebrows and shouted, "The people in the Yelian Dynasty are indeed all turtles with their heads! Xue Duxiu, if I say that you failed to stop these two bastards and lost the 'Qianli Frosthua', the guy who was eating on your neck would not be able to save it!"

"You..." Xue Duxiu gritted her teeth and slowly stretched out her hands to lift it up. Thousands of black lotus flew backwards like a black tide. "Wen Tiangu, this is the only time we join forces..."

"I really want to join you again!" Wen Tiangu refused to give in, but he immediately turned around the giant sword in his hand, and cut layers of roses like picking the crescent moon in the nine heavens, forming a force of attacking with Xue Duxiu, one in front and one in the back, and the two-colored flowers bloomed and the deathly storm.

"Well..." Mi Canglan immediately had a wrong shoulder with Lie Qingyang, leaned against each other, and attacked on both sides. He opened his magic eyes and tried his best to activate his true energy, and penetrated through the magic eyes surging through the thorny branches and penetrated into the inner Yuan, intending to pull out the power of the first realm of the body that opened the cinnabar of the forehead.

"Canglan!" Suddenly, Lie Qingyang screamed behind him, and then Mie Canglan was hit by him in the back several times, and turned his tsk sound and shot cold light from his head.

"Why... um?!" Mi Canglan was about to deal with Wen Tiangu with all his heart, but he was not afraid of being pulled away by Xue Duxiu's appearance behind him. He saw him holding up a spherical black lotus high, and a shattered and strange light gradually emerged from the flying rain of flowers.

"That light..." Lie Qingyang frowned and pressed his chest and coughed, "I suppressed my energy!"

Mie Canglan said nothing, and a tide suddenly burst into his chest. The bright light surrounded by black lotus became thicker and thicker, like a fireball about to explode, penetrated the layers of flower rain.

"The Legend of the Lotus Dynasty is forever..." Xue Duxiu, who held this strange light, closed her eyes slightly, and recited the magic tricks like a death-hunting scripture like a dream, "The power of the military advisor, bless me with the black lotus!"

A magic trick broke through the sky, and the bright light suddenly exploded. There seemed to be a little rotating core in the middle of the huge halo, instantly submerging Mie Canglan and his two gazes.

"Demon Sword Technique? Rose Soul-Devouring, Get up-!" At the same time, Wen Tiangu swung the crescent moon sword and split the air, causing blood-red rose rain to roar from the other side!
Chapter completed!