Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Just when he came to his senses, the evil spirit also discovered Lu Qingli's existence, and two blood soul demons led hundreds of resentful souls, rushing towards Lu Qingli like rolling black clouds.

Before that, Lu Qingli and him were too fast, and he didn't have time to see Lu Qingli's cultivation clearly, but he guessed that she must have also reached the state of catastrophe.At this time, Lu Qingli flew with all his strength on the sword, and he realized that her cultivation base was the same as his own, and she was also in the middle stage of catastrophe.

Although judging from that crisp slap in the face, Lu Qingli's real combat power must be far superior to her own, but in the face of such a powerful and numerous evil spirits, at best, she can only protect herself, how can she divide it? God saves people?

"Do you look good? If I didn't tell you, would you have thought that she would have the strength to defeat me twice at a young age? If you hadn't experienced it yourself, would you have thought that you would be slapped in the face by her? This Lu Qingli must not judge it with common sense, I believe that since she dares to come, she must be sure!" Nangong Yuzhan said affirmatively.

Sure enough, the person who understands you best in this world is often not your friend, but your enemy.

Although until now, Nangong Yuzhan hadn't figured out how Lu Qingli could practice so fast, almost every time he saw her, his cultivation level was much higher than when he met her last time.

He couldn't even understand that Lu Qingli's cultivation base would improve as fast as possible, but he was not much higher than himself, why his real combat power would be so strong, and bullying himself was like bullying a child.

After all, he is also the Heavenly Monarch of Jiebian, and he is in the same realm as her, so why is he so vulnerable in front of her.

But just because she couldn't figure it out, Lu Qingli's impression in her mind became more and more unfathomable. He even felt an inexplicable awe towards Lu Qingli.

And this kind of awe, when facing foreign enemies together, becomes a kind of trust.

He is a majestic Heavenly Monarch of Tribulation Transformation, a cultivation wizard recognized by all the heavenly ranks of immortal sects, and Shanglu Qingli can only be slapped away by her slap. He doesn't believe that these evil spirits can be stronger than himself.

Hearing his words, the corner of Nangong Yuzhan's mouth twitched violently.

You were defeated by Lu Qingli twice in a row, but when you come to me, it's like being slapped in the face by her. Come on, you were obviously slapped, and you were slapped twice, okay?

Everyone is fanned, and outsiders can just read the jokes. Is it necessary for you to stab a knife in the heart of a fellow sufferer like this?
After all, Xuanyuan Xiuzhu didn't suffer enough from Lu Qingli's hands, and the shadow area in his heart was not as big as that of Nangong Yuzhan. Of course, he couldn't understand his weird trust.

"Perhaps what you said makes sense, but it is better to ask for others than to ask for ourselves. We can't pin all our hopes on him." Xuanyuan Xiuzhu said while taking out the Linglong Seven Kills Umbrella again.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Nangong Yuzhan was shocked.

After two attempts and two failures, did Xuanyuan Xiuzhu still not give up?

The immortal energy was not damaged before, and it didn't matter if you failed twice, but now it's different, the immortal energy in your body is almost exhausted, and every trace is extremely precious. If you fail again, you really don't even have any capital to save your life. .

I know you are not reconciled, I know you want to save face, but face is more important than life?

"The last time, it's the last time." Xuanyuan Xiuzhu said with a wry smile.

Of course he knew what Nangong Yuzhan was worried about, and he also knew that face was not as important as his life, but Nangong Yuzhan didn't know that he kept burning his immortal energy, and he was on the verge of running out of fuel.

Holding a glimmer of hope before, and going all out to support, even he himself didn't realize how exhausted his body was. At this time, he met Nangong Yuzhan, and as soon as his mind relaxed, he realized that relying on the last only With this little immortal yuan, he can only make three shots at most, maybe three times are not enough.

Even if Lu Qingli really had a way to save them, it was impossible for him to persist until that time.

Only by successfully offering the Linglong Seven Kills Umbrella can he gain a chance of life.

Boundless exhaustion surged into his heart, about to engulf him like a tide, Xuanyuan Xiuzhu bit the tip of his tongue, and used the last bit of immortal energy to cast out the spell.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed again.

The fairy umbrella whirled, and the golden rain of arrows flew in all directions, but the evil spirits surrounding them were still unharmed.

It's over, after all, I still can't successfully sacrifice the Linglong Seven Kills Umbrella again, and I can only regret it for the rest of my life.Xuanyuan Xiuzhu sighed in his heart.

It's over, it's over now, it's dead!Nangong Yuzhan also cried out in his heart.

Only then did he discover that Xuanyuan Xiuzhu's situation was even worse than he had imagined. This time, he sacrificed the Linglong Seven Kills Umbrella not to save face, but because his immortal energy was about to be burned out, so he could only hug The idea of ​​putting it to death and rebirth is the last gamble.

It's a pity that if you succeed in putting it to death, you will never have a chance for the next generation.

He thought that he would be able to hold on for a while longer and gain a chance of survival by reuniting with Xuanyuan Xiuzhu after he was seriously injured, but he did not expect such a result, and Nangong Yuzhan was completely desperate.

Subconsciously, the two looked in Lu Qingli's direction, wanting to see what she was going to do before she died, and whether there was really a way to save them from ascending to heaven, as Nangong Yuzhan said.

Closer, closer.Lu Qingli had already clearly seen the helplessness and despair in Xuanyuan Xiuzhu's eyes, also saw the bloody wound on Nangong Yuzhan's body, and also saw the self-blaming and guilty eyes of all the immortals.

Originally, I wanted to get a little closer, but it was obviously too late.If there is a further delay, not only Xuanyuan Xiuzhu and Nangong Yuzhan's lives will be lost, but the casualties of other immortals will also be even more severe.

While continuing to fly towards the crowd, Lu Qingli took out the demon banner and soul banner.

Wine flag!What is she doing with the wine flag?Seeing the word "wine" waving in the wind on the banner, everyone was startled.

Could it be that she wants to invite evil spirits to drink, and rely on the friendship in the cup to turn hostility into friendship?Some people can't help but think so.

However, as soon as this absurd idea came up, he was strangled to death in the cradle by himself, and he almost gave himself a big mouth: You are a grievance between the immortals, and you can settle it with wine, and you can turn it into a jade... You haven't started drinking yet, are you so drunk just seeing the word "wine"?

Of course, Lu Qingli didn't know what they were thinking, holding the demon flag and soul flag in one hand, and quickly cast out the meditation technique with the other.

On the banner of the demon banner and soul, mysterious runes suddenly flashed, like ghostly flames fluttering.

"The demon banner soul banner, that is the demon banner soul banner, she used the dark method!" Finally someone realized that what Lu Qingli took out was not a wine banner, let alone a demon banner soul banner to invite evil spirits to drink .