These people are sword cultivators, stepping on long swords and flying with swords.

But many people have suffered extremely serious injuries, their bodies are stained with blood, and their white shirts have completely become bloody clothes.

These sword cultivators were protecting a woman in the middle.

The woman had a melon-shaped face, her eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as the edges, and she looked heroic. Her fair and jade-like cheeks were covered with blood. She was covered with fox fur coats covered with smooth legs and her face showed anxiety.

color.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

Behind him, a strange sound like crying came.

Hearing this sound, the nerves of several sword cultivators suddenly became tense.

"Miss, I'll hold that monster, you go first!" An old sword cultivator next to the woman suddenly turned around and rushed in the opposite direction.

The old sword cultivator had not yet flew far away and was immediately caught up by the ghost behind him.

In the darkness, there were almost a group of demons dancing, with tens of thousands of arms swinging back and forth, instantly swallowing the old sword cultivator.

"Ahhh!" From this darkness, the shrill scream of the old sword cultivator instantly came.

Immediately afterwards, a violent aura swept across the world. At the critical moment of life and death, he chose to self-destruct to protect his master.

Boom-

With the huge roar, an extremely violent force immediately swept through the passage of the underground palace.

Tens of thousands of arms were immediately blown out, and the ghosts hidden in the dark were slightly suppressed. The woman hurriedly took the opportunity to escape with a few sword cultivators.

"Wei Mengting, it turned out to be her." Lu Yu recognized the woman in fox fur.

When he was in the imperial capital, the Wei family challenged the Zhang family, and Lu Yu helped the Zhang family to support the formation, and had an intersection with the eldest lady of the Wei family.

It seems that this time, Chang'an's birth attracted a lot of people, and even the Wei family, which was far away in the imperial capital, was attracted.

As we watched, Wei Mengting was about to escape from danger.

But at this moment, a golden handprint suddenly stretched out from the darkness and slapped Wei Mengting hard.

There is infinite Buddha light on the surface of this golden handprint, which exudes holy and compassionate meaning. Waving in the air, the sound of "Namo Amitabha" chanting sutras echoes in the world.

But such a handprint appeared from the cluster of ghosts. The yin energy echoed from all directions made this golden handprint full of evil aura.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The golden hand seal is unstoppable.

All the sword cultivators who were photographed by the golden handprint exploded one by one, turning into a ball of blood mist.

The sword cultivator is the most fierce among all cultivators. This kind of ferocity still has its limits. In the face of absolutely powerful power, the methods mastered by the sword cultivator seem a little pale.

"The Nascent Soul Sword Qi protects my mind!"

Seeing the huge golden handprint about to fall, Wei Mengting suddenly took out a sword talisman and injected magic power. The talisman burned in an instant.

This is the protective magic weapon given to her by the Wei family.

Generally, core members of the family like Wei Mengting, the masters in the family will use their magic power to seal them in magic weapons for these people to use in critical moments.

The trees are outstanding in the forest and wind will destroy them. Young geniuses are the most precious treasures of the aristocratic families. Losing one is an irreparable loss.

The majestic sword energy burst out from the talisman in Wei Mengting's hand and rushed towards the golden giant hand.

This is the sage lord of the Sacred Land of the Sword Pool, a blow left to Wei Mengting.

The sword energy penetrated across the void and rushed forward to the golden light handprint that was about to fall.
Chapter completed!