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

The space was constantly torn open by the collision between the two powerful men, and then quickly healed in a short period of time.

Each of their attacks released enough energy to destroy Hanshan City dozens of times.

Seeing that the silver meteor was retreating again and again, it was about to fall into a passive position.

Suddenly, two figures rose into the sky in the city.

"The painting fairy is here."

"And the Sword Snow Empress."

"Hanshan City is saved."

"No, the demon army is coming, let's run!"

There was a bustle in Hanshan City. Just when there was a glimmer of hope, a new shadow once again shrouded this lonely city.

Chapter 61: The Powerful Dark Luan [Fire Voucher Plus]

Zhang Zilin retreated violently, his right shoulder was empty, and his right arm was cut off by Ming Luan.

As a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, his body should be extremely tough and cannot be easily damaged.

But that bloody sickle was too strange.

Not only was his right arm cut off at the root, but a force also invaded his wound, destroying the vitality in the wound and preventing his broken arm from regenerating.

He held the spear in his left hand, which was not his usual way of using a gun.

But he quickly adapted, and after a few fights, he was able to use a gun with his left hand with ease.

But at this time he could only passively defend.

As Mingluan swung his sickle again, a terrible space rift was torn open.

A powerful tearing force came from the space crack. Zhang Zilin, who was unable to dodge, had his silver armor shattered and a deep wound was cut on his chest, so deep that the bone was visible. One could even see his beating heart through his ribs.

The evil energy entered his body and went straight into his heart.

His complexion gradually turned darker, and the sign of death became more and more obvious on his face.

"Cough cough!" He spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his body was shaking.

Thunder flashed in the sky, the wind howled and biting, and a layer of white frost slowly formed on his body surface.

If he hadn't been injured, the endless vitality in his body would have been enough to withstand the influence of the environment, but he actually showed his weakness.

The defeat is set.

Zhang Zilin was breathing heavily. He hadn't been so miserable for many years, probably hundreds of years.

He had fought in hundreds of battles in his life, encountered many powerful opponents, and was on the verge of death countless times, but no time was closer to death than this time.

Maybe he will really die in this battle.

Even he himself firmly believed in this possibility.

"It's time to finish."

When Mingluan's ruthless words came, Zhang Zilin's body stiffened and he could no longer react in time.

Black blood continued to flow out of his wounds, and an evil force invaded his body, constantly corrupting his flesh and blood.

She raised her scythe and swung it down hard.

She could almost foresee the fall of the human hero before her.

"Ping!"

However, a woman in a white dress stood in front of her and blocked her attack with a sword.

"Mu Jianxue."

The Demon Lord Mingluan called out the woman's name.

This woman who was at the pinnacle of swordsmanship was originally the empress of a small country, but her country had been conquered by the coalition of demons not long ago.

"Mingluan, I'm here for revenge." Mu Jianxue bears the hatred of the country and family, and she has been living in shame until now just for revenge.

"I was wondering who it was, but it turns out he was defeated by me." The Demon Lord Mingluan retreated a distance.

She felt that this opponent was even stronger than the last time they met.

"I won't lose to you this time. I found the legacy of the old Sword God and also received the recognition of his remaining soul."

After going through countless hardships, Mu Jianxue has been reborn. This time she will make Demon Lord Mingluan pay the price.

After saying that, she rushed towards the Demon Lord Mingluan, and the momentum that burst out from her body even created circles of air waves.

The seriously injured Zhang Zilin was blown far away by the strong wind. He could hardly protect himself and did not even have much spiritual power to stabilize his body.

The injured part of his body was leaking his blood and spiritual power, making him increasingly weak.

Just as he was about to be blown away, a warm force wrapped around his body and stopped him from flying backwards.

At this time, a beautiful woman who looked like a fairy in a painting appeared beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, we are late. I will treat you right away." A magic pen appeared in the fairy's hand. She waved it gently, and tiny spots of light appeared from the tip of the pen, falling on Zhang Zilin's body little by little.

The painting fairy's magic brush is a magical artifact with many powers. One of them is to erase the damage on an object and restore it to its original state. This target can be a person.

So Zhang Zilin's wounds healed little by little, and the dirty air in his body was gradually removed.

This process is very painful.

Any cultivator below the Tribulation Crossing Stage would find it difficult to withstand this pain that drains the marrow and corrodes the bones and penetrates deep into the soul.

Big beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Zilin's forehead and cheeks. He clenched his teeth to prevent himself from groaning in pain.

His body couldn't stop shaking, and even he, who was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, almost fainted from the pain several times.

To divert his attention, he looked into the distance.

The Demon Lord Mingluan is fighting with the Empress Jianxue.

They had already flown into a group of mountains.

In that direction, the originally majestic mountains were flattened, countless peaks were cut in half, the mountain tops were raised high and stirred by manic red and black energy, as if they were mixed into a high-speed blender.

In an instant, countless mountains disappeared, and the landscape was permanently changed.

Two irreconcilable forces reshaped mountains and changed the course of rivers.

The earth cracked and boiling magma flowed out.

The battlefield where Demon Lord Mingluan and Empress Jianxue were located had already turned into a hell.

"Where are the others?" Zhang Zilin was extremely anxious. He knew that this battle was crucial and the human race had no way to retreat.

"Senior Gu suffered a backlash the moment his formation was broken just now, and he can no longer participate in the rest of the battle. Dan Sheng is treating him, and the city still needs someone to guard it. I estimate that only one person can come at most."

"Ahem, then, let's go help Empress Jianxue. I'm afraid she can't hold on for much longer."

Without taking into account his own injuries, Zhang Zilin decided to go back into the battlefield.

"Okay, then I will also take out my most precious collection." The situation has developed to the most critical moment. The Painting Fairy no longer holds back. A scroll appeared in her soft white hands.

She raised her hand high, and the scroll gradually unfolded in the air.

"Wow!"

A loud and long cry came from the scroll.

In an instant, a green light flew out from the scroll, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge green phoenix.

That is the legendary divine bird second only to the phoenix - the Qingluan.

This fairy bird looks very similar to a phoenix, but its feathers are mostly blue-green.

Its wingspan is a hundred feet, and when its wings flap, it creates gusts of wind.

Although it looks vivid, it is actually just a shell with no shape whatsoever, but this does not affect its strength in the early stage of tribulation.

The painting fairy entered the Tao through painting, and she loved painting birds and animals the most.

Later, she even created a magical power of her own, which was to make the birds and beasts she painted materialize.

But this does not mean that she can materialize whatever she wants to draw.

Just like the Fate series from another world that requires holy relics to summon heroic spirits, she also needs something related to that kind of bird and beast to actually summon the corresponding creature.

For example, this blue phoenix is ​​a fairy bird in the painting that she summoned through an egg fossil she found in a relic.

The painting fairy jumped onto Qingluan's back, and Qingluan chirped obediently.

She and Zhang Zilin joined the battle one after another.

As the distance between them narrowed, the two of them witnessed the tragic battlefield with their own eyes.

Almost no place where Mingluan and Mu Jianxue fought was intact.

Mountains and rivers were shattered, the ground sank and landslides occurred, and red-hot magma emerged from the cracks, forming lava rivers.

At this moment, the white figure of Empress Jianxue was shot down from high altitude, crashing through a mountain like a cannonball and then crashing into the second mountain.

The two peaks were easily shattered, and in the blink of an eye the mountains were flattened. The earth made a rumbling wail, and rubble and trees flew all over the sky.

The red and black meteor chased after him, wanting to add a few more hits.

"Hurry! Jianxue can't hold on any longer." Standing on Qingluan's back, Fairy Hua was anxious.

Although she is in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, her fighting style is more like that of a summoner. In this battle, she can only play a supporting role at most and it is impossible for her to rush to the front line.

Zhang Zilin, in silver armor and white robe, rushed forward to help without hesitation.

The painting fairy was not idle either. The brush in her hand gradually grew larger as she thought about it, until it was as long as a sword.

She used the magical brush in her hand to quickly paint using the world as her canvas.

“The landscape is picturesque.”

The beautiful fairy gave a delicate cry, and the world was instantly enveloped by a mysterious force.

The surrounding space was forcibly distorted, and the world here turned into a small world composed of ink paintings.

The sky is like the blank space in a painting, the mountains are like those in an ink painting, and the flowing water is still.

They seemed to have entered a world in a painting.

Suddenly, the aura of Demon Lord Mingluan visibly weakened a bit.

This gave Empress Jianxue an opportunity to take advantage of. She quickly got up from the ground, tore through the void and teleported into the air.

Avoided Mingluan's attack.

However, the sickle hit the place where Mu Jianxue had just been lying, causing bursts of gas explosions.

The surrounding mountains painted in ink were hit by this huge force and could not bear the pressure, and they fell down like dominoes.

"Have you noticed that her momentum has weakened?" Zhang Zilin said as he walked to Mu Jianxue's side.

The Painting Fairy landed beside the two and explained, "My painting world is independent of the outside world. She can feed on fear to strengthen herself. Without the constant fear engendered by the people of Hanshan City, her strength has returned to its original state."

"But this is not easy to deal with. I'm going to use the Galaxy Sword Intent." Mu Jianxue's forehead was covered in sweat, and her clothes were already covered in mud.

"Jianxue, do you really want to use it? I remember that this sword power is very taxing on you." Knowing that it was the empress's ultimate move and she would never use it easily, Fairy Hua said with some concern.

In the distance, the Demon Lord Mingluan walked out of the dust leisurely. Her armor was already damaged and the cloak behind her was also tattered.

"What are you discussing? You don't think you can win in this little world."

The Demon Lord Mingluan carried the sickle on his shoulder, his tone still full of arrogance.

She slowly rose into the air, and her aura suddenly increased.

"Then show me your strength and don't bore me too much."

Suddenly, the armor on the body of Demon Lord Mingluan began to repair itself automatically.

The breastplate that originally only covered the chest and waist, as well as the skirt armor on the lower body, began to deform and connect with each other, constantly expanding and becoming more fit to the body shape, and the limbs were also protected in the armor.

A helmet with a ferocious ghost mask appeared on his head, covering his entire head and hiding his silver-white hair.

The helmet even protected her pair of sharp horns, and her tail was covered with armor. The tip of the tail, like a scorpion's tail, was also covered with a protective layer, making it look like the tail hook had been enlarged.