Qin Huanrao squatted on the ground with her hands covering her stomach. Her face was pale and bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She tremblingly raised her right hand and pointed at the old man who was slowly approaching, and said with some horror: "What did you do to me?"
Bai Chang joked: "Do you think my essence is so easy to get? Ten years ago, when you served me for the first time, I tampered with my essence. I didn't expect that it would be really useful today!"
After he finished speaking, Bai Chang walked up to the beautiful woman. He raised his foot and kicked her hard.
Because of the severe pain in her body, Qin Huanrao couldn't even release her protective spiritual energy, so she endured Bai Chang's kicks.
Qin Huanrao curled up on the ground holding her stomach, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were full of fear, and there was bright red blood on the corner of her mouth, looking miserable.
"A showman who relied on men to conquer the four realms is nothing more than a plaything for us!"
Bai Chang sneered disdainfully, raised his finger, and several talismans rose to the sky. A talisman formation appeared in the air, and a long sword appeared out of thin air and was held in his hand.
"I will send you on your way right now!"
Bai Chang flicked his wrist, and the long sword suddenly thrust forward, and a sharp sword light instantly pierced the beautiful woman's chest.
The sword light passed by, and Qin Huanrao fell to the ground unwillingly with her eyes open. Her body was as stiff as a puppet, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with deathly gray. Her body twitched, and soon she stopped breathing completely.
After the beautiful woman fell, a pale pink baby slowly floated into the air from her hole.
That was Qin Huanrao's Nascent Soul. Because of its low cultivation level, the Nascent Soul had not even developed self-awareness. It just floated in the air without any thought, wandering around with the wind.
Lin Yanli bit her lip and clenched her fists tightly, not caring that her nails pricked her palms.
This is a world where the weak eat the strong. She has already understood this cruel truth, but she has never seen it with her own eyes. Today she finally saw the ugliest side of the world.
"Next, it's your turn!"
Bai Chang snorted coldly and grabbed his fingers, and several talismans floated behind him. In the aura condensed by the talismans, the long sword that had pierced the beautiful woman appeared again.
Lin Yanli's face was pale. She pulled Chen Ke's skirt with her hands, hoping that Chen Ke could put her down.
Chen Ke shook his head gently and tapped Lin Yanli's head with his hand: "Don't think so wildly!"
Lin Yanli touched her head with her hands and closed her eyes tightly. Since Chen Ke didn't give up, why should she give up.
Dongfang Qu was trapped by the formation and had no chance to escape for the time being. This time, they could only carry it on their own!
Bai Chang raised his sword and stabbed at him so fast that he had no time to react. Chen Ke was sent flying by the sword and spun around in the air several times before he regained his balance.
"Huh?" Bai Chang said in surprise, his eyes looking at Chen Ke changed slightly.
Just now, Chen Ke actually blocked his sword strike with his body.
What is this boy's body made of, so hard?
The fingers of Bai Chang's right hand trembled, and several spiritual lights struck Chen Ke's body.
Chen Ke held Lin Yanli tightly in his arms, snorted softly, and then rolled on the ground like a hedgehog.
Bai Chang stopped the execution, his eyes looked a little strange.
This fair and clean boy doesn't seem to be as simple as he appears.
He moved his hands and puffed out his cheeks like a toad.
Several fireballs were spit out from Bai Chang's mouth, each fireball was as big as a small sun.
Chen Ke felt the hot fire and his face changed slightly.
Lin Yanli swallowed and looked up at the sky. The heat of the fireball dazzled her.
Just when she thought her life was in danger, she was surprised to find two figures hovering above her sight.
The two people stood on the cloud, one was dressed in black, and the other was dressed in green and held a sword.
Lin Yanli was stunned for a moment, then she rubbed her eyes vigorously.
It's not an illusion, it's real!
The tip of Lin Yanli's nose felt sore, and a few tears squeezed out of her eyes.
The person she has been thinking about these days is finally here!
The man holding the sword looked indifferently. He glanced at the blood mist formation at his feet and slowly drew out the sword in his arms.
"Broken!" the man murmured, and with a wave of the simple long sword in his hand, a sword light broke through the air. The sword light contained an unparalleled powerful aura.
At this point, the blood mist formation suddenly broke apart.
In the corner, countless Third Realm monks sitting cross-legged looked at the array in front of them in horror as it split into two halves.
They all raised their heads and looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion. The blood mist formation that was originally erected in the sky was replaced by sword light.
Dongfang Qu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his finger, and countless blue thunder shot out from his finger.
The expressions of the monks from the Four Realms who were confronting Dongfang Qu changed drastically. Although they didn't know who broke the formation, Dongfang Qu was unchained at this time. It was undoubtedly a nightmare coming to him.
Dongfang Qu raised his right hand high, and his injuries improved at a speed visible to the naked eye the moment he was connected to the outside world.
"Seven Thousand Thunders!"
Dongfang Qu grasped his palm slightly, and under the clear sky, dry thunder roared.
The young man surnamed Chen suddenly retreated. He already understood that there was no possibility of defeating Dongfang Qu at this time.
"Ancestor Bai, take the first step!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of transparent wings sprouted from the young man's back. With the next breath, the spiritual light flashed out and turned into a ball of light that was speeding through the air.
Looking at the Demon City getting smaller and smaller on the ground, the young man named Chen couldn't help but grin.
It is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes. They can no longer be enemies of Dongfang Qu. At this time, escape is the best strategy. After all, under normal circumstances, when the four realms are facing the five realms, they have no chance of winning even with half-immortal soldiers.
The young man surnamed Chen carried the semi-immortal weapon in his arms and arrived at an ancient forest dozens of miles away in a few breaths.
"No one is chasing me. It seems I'm safe!" The young man surnamed Chen murmured to himself, feeling relieved.
The next second, his expression changed wildly, and his body plummeted and rushed forward.
"Pfft~!"
Just as his body fell into the jungle, his skin was pierced by a sword, and blood spurted out and fell on the wild grass in the forest, instantly dyeing a large area of wild grass red.
The young man surnamed Chen's eyes were full of horror. As a swordsman, he failed to notice how the man drew his sword.
Looking up, he saw a man in black standing on a huge locust tree in the distance with a sword in his hand. His eyes were dark and deep, like a bottomless abyss.
This person is Lu Sheng, Dongfang Qu's good friend.
His eyes were cold, looking directly at the young man named Chen.
The young man surnamed Chen swallowed a pill and said with an ugly face: "I have no enmity with my senior, why did you hurt me with your sword?"
The sword cultivator in black didn't say anything. In the next breath, he appeared behind the young man like a ghost.
"You people think that by restraining his magical powers and using formations to enhance your own cultivation, do you really think that you have the strength to compete with the monks in the transformation stage? What a joke!"