I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

However, after the dust settled, Bai Qianqian could no longer see the black shadow.

All I saw was a snow leopard lying on the ground, with several feather arrows stuck in its body, its tail and one hind leg cut off by the wind blade, and its whole body covered with wounds.

The next moment, the shadow of the snow leopard turned into light dust and dissipated.

Seeing this, Bai Qianqian felt cold all over and got goose bumps all over her body.

"Unfortunately, I'm not there." A faint voice came from behind Bai Qianqian.

The saint only felt that there was a murderous intent as solid as a needle piercing her back.

How can it be?

She is now at the sixth level of Nascent Soul, and she didn't even notice when the other party moved behind her.

Bai Qianqian was ready to use her escape technique to escape quickly, but she found that her body had been locked by a mysterious force and she couldn't move even an inch.

"You should be the Holy Maiden of Zi Yang Holy Land. That's what those people called you just now." The evil woman's voice seemed to be sentencing her to death.

Drops of crystal sweat slid down her jade-white cheeks. Only then did she realize that the monster had not been serious just now.

She rolled her eyes and realized that it was not just the snow leopard that was defeated.

The proud peacock had its wings broken and its long neck twisted.

The carp swimming in the air was also gutted.

They all turned into spots of light and disappeared before Bai Qianqian's eyes.

At this moment, Saint Bai felt a chill. She had never felt such fear since she was a child.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought Saint Zi Yang would be so timid."

"You are not as good as me, a little-known evil cultivator."

"Then I will kill you today and make you a part of my achievement."

There was contempt in the black shadow's words, as if killing her was as easy as crushing an ant.

The distance was close enough, and Bai Qianqian also noticed the aura of this black shadow monster. It must be at least in the late Nascent Soul stage, or even in the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, but it should not be in the God Transformation stage.

And she could feel that this monster was most likely just an incarnation, not the real thing.

There was no trace of life on the black shadow, it was most likely just an energy body.

Bai Qianqian was very unfortunate. The evil cultivator she met was cruel by nature and never liked to give his prey a quick death.

Especially those people of status who fall into her hands will be tortured by her to satisfy her perverted desire for sadism.

It just so happened that this Purple Sun Saint was not only of noble status, but she was also the face of the Purple Sun Holy Land. First, torture her until she was no longer human, and ultimately die in an extremely humiliating manner.

This is absolutely a huge insult to the Zi Yang Holy Land and will definitely make them lose all face.

The most important thing is that as long as Saint Zi Yang dies, they will have to choose a new saint.

There are many internal conflicts in the Ziyang Holy Land now, and this wave will definitely make them a mess.

"Snapped!"

The long hair behind the black shadow's head danced, and one of the strands hit the saint's back.

However, to the shadow's surprise, her whip-like hair did not fall to the ground.

Instead, it hit a layer of moon-white light shield.

It must be that some protective magic weapon on this saint's body was activated.

Not only that, she felt a burning pain when her long hair hit the light shield.

"what's the situation?"

She lashed out a few more times, making crackling sounds, but it only caused ripples on the light shield, causing no real harm to Bai Qianqian. Instead, the light shield formed by the moonlight rebounded, causing her hair to burn.

Protective artifacts like this either break after absorbing a certain amount of damage, or only last for a certain period of time.

Bai Qianqian activated the crescent-shaped amulet. Its shielding function only lasted ten breaths, capable of withstanding a blow from a Void Refinement Stage cultivator. It had been given to her by her master, Mu Wanyi. She treasured it like a treasure. Unless her master allowed her to give it to someone else, she would never let it leave her body.

In fact, up to now, she has only lent it to her uncle.

Ten breaths is not a long time, but as time began to count down, this layer of moonlight shield began to become unstable, flickering, and gradually disappeared.

This made the girl even more desperate. She had other magical weapons to save her life, but some of them needed to be activated manually, and some of them did not provide good protection.

Her body was now fixed and she couldn't move.

Only the Crescent Moon Amulet can be automatically activated and has strong enough protective properties.

Without the protection of the Crescent Moon Amulet, she would surely fall into the clutches of this monster.

More and more sweat flowed down, even wetting her back. The clothes on her back stuck to her back, which was very uncomfortable.

My heart was beating wildly, as if it was beating a drum.

She gritted her teeth, hoping someone would come and save her.

No matter who it is, please come and save me.

At this moment, she didn't know why she thought of her uncle-master. Because on the day when River City was in turmoil, her uncle-master had appeared and saved her life.

But he was kidnapped by a mysterious woman not long ago, and his master was extremely worried about it.

Later she found out that the woman who kidnapped her uncle was actually her own great-grandmaster.

What shocked her even more was that her master seemed to have had a relationship with her uncle.

This completely shattered her three views.

So her sect is so chaotic?!

"boom!"

The sound of a shattering light shield pulled her back from her chaotic thoughts. Her pupils shrank to a tiny dot, and the impending nightmare made her heart tremble wildly.

If she hadn't been frozen, she would probably have started shaking all over.

It's so embarrassing. As a saint, she is so disgraceful. It's really unworthy of her.

If Master knew this, he would definitely be disappointed.

She couldn't help but feel sad.

"Hahaha! That's all."

The black shadow's tentacle-like long hair extended over, ready to whip her one by one.

Suddenly a gust of wind came, blowing her hair and her dress.

"Xueqing!"

Just when she was in despair, she saw the powerful enemy who was both her friend and foe.

She was a little surprised that she was the one who came to save her.

Xueqing was still injured, but she actually came.

Luo Xueqing did not respond to her. Her figure was as fast as lightning, and with a sweep of the sword, all the long hair that was pulled out was cut off.

"what!"

After the tentacle-like long hair was cut off, the black shadow let out a cry of pain and leaned back.

Bai Qianqian's body regained its ability to move. She quickly moved away from the monster and came to Luo Xueqing.

"Can you do it?" the saint asked tentatively.

Luo Xueqing had just woken up from a coma not long ago, and her body was definitely not in the best condition.

Given her current physical condition, it would not be wise for her to come and fight this monster.

Even she herself failed in dealing with this black shadow. Luo Xueqing's realm is not much different from hers, so she should not be a match for this monster.

However, Luo Xueqing said: "You can run away. I think I can deal with her alone."

"Huh?" Bai Qianqian thought she had misheard.

What was she talking about?

Why does it sound so annoying?

I really want to hit her, what's going on?

Why do I feel that this woman is even more hateful than this monster?

Luo Xueqing was not bragging, she felt that she had such ability.

She ate the spiritual fruit in the scabbard space, which brought her great benefits.

Her attainments in kendo are no longer what they used to be.

"When did you reach the eighth level of the Nascent Soul?" Bai Qianqian noticed that her friend's realm was two levels higher than hers. She felt a little unbalanced.

Saint Bai felt that she had practiced so hard and never slacked off for a single day, so how come the gap between her and her had widened?

Even though there are only two small realms, many cultivators may not be able to catch up even after spending decades.

But how can you, a Yuanying at the eighth level, say that you alone are enough to deal with an enemy at the Yuanying Great Perfection level?

"Okay, I want to see how powerful you are." Although Luo Xueqing saved her life, they were rivals who had fought each other since childhood, and Bai Qianqian would not give her a good face.

Bai Qianqian fled for a distance and watched the two guys from a distance.

Luo Xueqing looked so tiny in front of the black shadow monster. Bai Qianqian had no doubt that the monster could crush Luo Xueqing to death with just one hand. The size difference between the two was simply too great.

Although a large size does not necessarily mean strong strength, Bai Qianqian has also seen how powerful this black shadow is and it is not something she can deal with.

She had almost no power to resist this strange black shadow just now.

Although it was a bit encouraging, she didn't think Luo Xueqing could defeat the other party easily.

Hey, why did you think Luo Xueqing would win?

She and Luo Xueqing had fought many battles, and the difference between winning and losing was always just a hair's breadth, with the winner only winning by a single move or two. This kept them competing with each other for many years.

If Luo Xueqing got rid of her, she would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

This made Bai Qianqian feel very conflicted. She wanted Luo Xueqing to defeat the monster, but she also hoped that she wouldn't win too easily. It would be best if she couldn't defeat it and had to help suppress the monster together.

"You are Fairy Luo from the Purple Sun Holy Land, right?"

"Have you heard of my name?"

"Haha, how should I put it? I've heard of it, but I don't think you can beat me."

"No need to say more, you won't know until you try it."

Luo Xueqing had been traveling outside in her early years and had done justice in many places, so it was normal for her to have some fame in the Eastern Region.

Although she didn't know who the monster in front of her was, and didn't care who the other party was, she would chop it down with her sword.

Then, a layer of silver-white sword energy began to linger on the Feixue Sword. The sharp sword energy gave the blade a glowing coat, shining brightly in the dark night.

Fairy Luo's eyes became sharp, and a faint sword energy emanated from her body.

She seemed to have turned into a sword, an indestructible sword.

The shadow had a bad feeling in her heart, but she quickly denied it.

It's impossible. This girl's aura is only at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul. She can't be a match for this clone.

But we still can't be careless. To be on the safe side, we should put more power into the clone.

We must keep this little-known fairy Luo here forever.

After making this decision, the aura of the black shadow monster expanded again. However, her body began to shrink, and her originally somewhat illusory body gradually became more and more solid.

The black shadow turned from virtual to real, gradually revealing a strange woman in a red and black dress. Her height was fixed at about 1.8 meters, and her body proportions became normal, no longer the stretched and deformed ones.

However, the shadow's face was still shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.

"Huh!" Luo Xueqing also noticed the changes in this monster.

The opponent's strength actually rose to the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm in a short period of time, and the pressure he released alone forced her to retreat several feet.

"Little girl, don't be so arrogant, otherwise you will die a miserable death." The mysterious and strange woman spoke in a bad tone, and she had murderous intentions.

Luo Xueqing's hair was blown wildly by the wind, but her expression remained resolute. There was no trace of fear in her; she even smiled.

Finally met a decent opponent.