Even if he scolded, if Xueli died, Li Luo thought that he would probably not have lived for too long. Minghong was out of the sheath and was about to rush over with Xueli. Before he could leapt over the white cauldron, a strong wind suddenly blew on his face.
Come, knock him back, and Xueli's clear scolding came from his ears: "Take it, get back!"
Li Luo didn't care much about whether he got out of the way. Xueli was used to be beating and scolding these days, but this sentence almost made him lose his soul. She asked him to take five five-colored spirit beads in total! He would naturally not be able to abandon it without regard for it.
If you don't take it, it is not impossible for Xueli to take his own sacrifice sword. If you take it, you may end up like the two Yinghuo people lying on the ground at this moment. However, the situation in front of you cannot tolerate Li Luo thinking too much, Bing Xin
Jue carried the alien true energy to move rapidly, stretched out one hand to hold the five beads in the palm of his hand, and started with the beads.
In an instant, the five true qi that was different but different, but the same destination rushed into the meridians. Li Luo secretly shouted that my life was over. At this moment, suddenly another more fierce and rebellious true qi came first.
, flowed into his meridians first. Just as this true qi appeared, the five true qi were like tame domestic animals, and they did not dare to make rash things in his body, but slowed down along the eight extraordinary meridians.
Li Luo was stunned and realized in a flash that this true qi was bloody, so he must be afraid that he would not be able to withstand the erosion of the energy and would give it to him to save his life.
Li Luo let out a sigh of relief, and then he felt relieved. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time.
The sword is like a bad wind, and the human is like a fierce ghost. There is no difference between the number of people in front of the blood-colored sword. Only the blood flowers blooming with the red light are charming and charming, and are even more gorgeous than the flowers all over the sky in the flower garden.
It is also even more fatal. In the blood tide, Xueli's figure seemed to be a dancing butterfly in this sea of blood. Wherever it passes, flowers must bloom and fall, but it is said that a leaf does not touch the body. The sharp sword edge
There is almost no difference between people and weapons. The members of the Yinghuo clan have become flowers and plants that can be harvested in front of this blood sword. They surrounded them, scattered again, surrounded them, retreated again, and the blood glass was neither too slow nor too slow.
He wandered in her own sword domain, letting Li Luo give birth to her that she was not surrounded by more than a hundred Yinghuo people, but she surrounded more than a hundred people alone.
The ferocious ape roared and wanted to pounce on it and tear the blood glass to pieces. For some reason, it could endure it. Li Luo guessed that this might be the rule set by the five tribes of the extreme north to come here many years ago.
The ferocious beasts of the clan cannot interfere in the struggle between the clan and the people. Naturally, it may be that the ferocious ape is afraid of the joining forces between the green bull and the white tiger. The black snake does not care about it. It is only one, and it does not dare to make a rash decision. Although the green bull is slightly inferior to it,
The White Tiger may not lose much to it.
Li Luo didn't know whether to close his eyes or open his eyes. The blood glass in the crowd looked like a child holding a sharp blade and was indifferent to the power of a chicken. She was cold-blooded and ruthless, and the flowers bloomed more beautifully.
The stronger the smile on her face. However, no matter how cold-blooded and ruthless Li Luo knew something. A few days ago, she still showed mercy to her subordinates. No matter what purpose she intended, she always gave him a glimpse.
The Yinghuo clan was defeated. In the eyes of Xueli, human life is not human life. In the eyes of the ferocious ape, the lives of the Yinghuo clan are even less valuable. What it wants is the red spirit bead.
The people scattered, and the remaining Yinghuo tribe members were no longer able to block the sharpness of the Blood Sword. They were pressed by blood glass on a corner of the altar. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to be trying to kill them all. Li Luo felt cruel, but she didn't feel bad.
I have the heart to bear, compared to Xue Li, the person I killed is thousands of times that of her, so why bother pretending to be hypocritical?
More than half of the Yinghuo people fell to the ground, and most of them were injured by lying on the ground. The remaining people barely resisted the fierce flames of the blood sword, but they didn't know how long it would last, but no one dared to escape.
Luo could see clearly that it was not for anything else, because the white-headed ferocious ape roared in anger and urged that even if no one died was left, he would still rob the red spirit beads.
More than a hundred blood flowers bloomed, and more than a dozen corpses were added on the ground. In a moment, there were no one left of the Yinghuo tribe on this trip. At this moment, the mysterious snake, who was pondering silently, suddenly stood up and for the blood
Li hissed, not sure what it meant. The ferocious ape glanced at Xuansnake, her eyes flashed, and she roared slightly. Li Luo felt cold in his heart. The feeling that Xuansnake had always given him was unfathomable, now
He spoke out, as if he wanted to join forces with the evil ape. If so, the situation here might change.
The green ox was also very anxious and kept roaring. A white shadow suddenly rushed up from under the altar. It was the white tiger standing side by side with the green ox and looking at the mysterious snake coldly. The mysterious snake moved the snake's body and blood
Li ignored it, and the blood sword was still ruthlessly reaping the lives of the Yinghuo people. The mysterious snake seemed to be angry, and the snake's eyes stood up slightly. Li Luo was shocked, took a step forward, picked out the black beads, and sang loudly.
He shouted: "Senior Xuansnake, exchange them with spirit beads, please don't help each other."
The mysterious snake ignored Li Luo's cry and swayed gently. The snake trusted him and stared at Xueli without turning his eyes. The blood sword was unblocked, but Li Luo didn't think he could really block an ancient beast with a body of a mortal.
He shouted deeply: "Xueli, come back soon!"
Xue Li didn't look back, as if she heard her chuckling softly, the sword beat, shook, and jumped away, and then she pulled away three steps back, stretched out her hand to caress the slightly scattered show.
He looked up at the Xuanshe, smiled, then put away his sword, walked towards Li Luo as if no one was around, and smiled while walking, "I want you to be troublesome."
Li Luo couldn't help swallowing, and Xue Li's expression actually had an indescribable gentleness, which made people feel scared. This look was completely different from the murderous evil spirit in the sea of blood just now.
It was not abrupt, and there was a contrast that should have been like this. In the past, Li Luo took the Daluo Ghost as his face and took the head of the enemy general among thousands of people, and thought he was the Daluo Ghost in the Underworld, but she didn't need to
The mask, as soon as she draws the blood sword, she will be the most vicious Rakshasa in the underworld.
Looking at Xue Li's eyes, Li Luo couldn't help but feel palpitations, and he opened his eyes slightly without looking directly. Xue Li didn't care about the dissatisfaction in Xuanshe's eyes, and just left the Yinghuo tribe who had survived the disaster.
He walked back to Li Luo lightly, looked down at the clothes on his body, frowned, and shouted: "The clothes are dirty, you can make one for me."