Chapter 562

His strength is increasing!

Shangguan Feng stares at his big eyes, and is overwhelmed by their Xuanli power. He can't believe his eyes.

What's wrong with this guy? How can his strength go up so fast?

"Rong Jin, no!" Wu Yan exclaimed, "no, you'll be controlled by evil!"

His voice, hysterical.

However, it is too late.

He Lian Rong brocade's pupil, has completely become blood red, with that pair of peach blossom eyes, more beautiful.

Even the demon Zun was aware that something was wrong, and his violent hand moved quickly.

We have to make a quick decision and kill this monster first!

Bang——

The palm wind with ghost fire penetrates Rong Jin's chest. His lips are covered with blood, but his face doesn't change. His slender fingers tightly hold the devil's arm.

Blood red pupil, in the form of madness.

"You... Don't get in my way!" The devil began to feel guilty.

Rong Jin's voice was low: "those who hurt her will die!"

Cold tone, like killing God.

Words fall, a pair of blood star pupil show out of control sneer, Rong Jin slender phalanx tighten, palm with the force of the arrogance, tightly hold the devil's arm.

With a click, the bone broke, accompanied by the scream of the devil.

Before he could react, he was thrown into the air by his opponent.

The next second, Rong Jin pursues, and the dark black Xuanli all over his body climbs to the extreme, and quickly converges into a sharp shadow blade.

In his eyes, there was only killing.

"Go to hell!"

Demon Zun stares big eyes, just want to fight back, then be shadow blade through chest, through heart.

The overwhelming power seemed to tear his body apart in an instant, which could shatter his seven spirits and six spirits.

Boom!

In the sky, there was a black cloud,

Suddenly, red clothes swept over the sky, like a touch of cinnabar, holding the shadow blade tightly, and throwing it out again with the backhand.

Dark shadow blade with violent Xuanli, controlled by the master, penetrates the devil's chest back and forth.

Brush, brush!

Ten swords, twenty swords, one hundred swords, one thousand swords

Shangguan Feng and Wuyi are stunned to see that the devil is pierced by the shadow blade for thousands of times, while Rongjin is suspended in the air. He is as evil as hell and completely out of control.

He's crazy!

"Puff"

The devil's eyes were wide open, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Seven souls and six spirits were stabbed and scattered.

His whole body was wrapped in black fog, his body began to emerge, and his soul also began to dissipate, and his blood red eyes were still filled with unwilling hatred.

Rong Jin falls to the ground lightly, and the shadow blade dissipates in the air. His consciousness recovers a little, but his limbs seem to be out of control, leaving only endless killing.

He's going to kill!

No, it can't be

Struggling to condense into a ball, Rongjin fingers tightly curled, nails embedded in the meat, trying to curb their consciousness.

He can't be controlled, he can't be controlled by evil!

Qingge... Qingge is waiting for him to save. If he is out of control, what should Qingge do?

For a moment, his spirit seemed to split into two parts, and his face was as charming as jade, covered with a layer of struggling pain.

"Rong Jin, Rong Jin!" Wu Yan hurried forward and said, "calm down!"

"No, no!"

Rong Jin opens his eyes, and his eyes turn red again. He throws out Wu Yan and spits out blood.

"Cough, Rong Jin, calm down..." Wuyi got up from the ground and tried to get close to him again.

Hurt no nightmare, Rong Jin recovered some consciousness, quickly stumbled back a step: "don't come, you don't come, you don't come!"

He can't control himself any more.

"Rong Jin..." Wu Yan stood there, worried.

I don't know why, because he was a skeleton and had no intention, why did he feel that his heart was like a knife?

"No nightmare, you kill me, you kill me quickly!" Rong Jin pressed his hands hard. The powerful evil force in his body was about to burst out.

He worried about his appearance and hurt Qingge by mistake.

Wu Yan shook his head and couldn't bear it.

How can he do it?

"Kill me, kill me!" Rong Jin's finger bones curled tightly, and his consciousness became more and more chaotic.

He pulled out the blade, shook his finger bone, held the blade tightly, and stabbed it into his chest.

The blood burst out, and there was a trace of scarlet on the corner of his lips. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and his limbs took off their strength and fainted to the ground.

"Rong Jin!" Wu Yan ran quickly in the past, picked up Rong Jin's light body, and his heart was like a needle.

At the same time, the seven spirits and six spirits of the demon lord have gradually emerged and dissipated in the air, leaving only the last remnant. Suddenly, it turns into a black smoke and penetrates into Rong Jin's body.

Such details, no nightmare didn't notice, with only Rong Jin's safety in mind.

At this time, shangguanfeng was still imprisoned in place by Xuanli, vaguely felt a dangerous breath approaching.

He had an uncertain premonition in his heart, and said in a hurry: "ghost king, help me to untie the shackles quickly!"

Otherwise, after a while, if the strong of the Terrans or demons come, I'm afraid none of them will be able to run away.

Wu Yan doesn't care about him. He raises Rong Jin and inputs Xuanli into Rong Jin's body.

"Come on Shangguan Feng struggled desperately, scolding them a thousand times and ten thousand times in his heart.

These idiots!

He doesn't want to be exhausted by these two idiots.

And at this time, the air a black shadow across, Shangguan Maple will know, they can't escape.

Here comes the master of the demon temple!

Wheezing——

The next second, the shadow turned into a human figure, and fell to the ground in a purple black robe. The woman was covered with vermilion lips, elegant and dignified, and her whole body was full of cold and powerful air.

Master of the East Hall of the demon clan, Xueying.

It's also the most powerful hall master of the demon clan. In the Northeast wilderness, it's the existence of one person below and ten thousand people above.

"Lord? Lord

As soon as Xueying fell to the ground, she noticed something was wrong. Her slender jade fingers were clenched into a ball, full of anger.

They killed the Lord!

Then die!

Blood cherry finger bone tightly curled up, flying up moment, a palm stab into Shangguan Maple chest.

Bang——

Shangguan Feng vomited blood and fainted.

The next second, without any reaction, Wu Yan was turned over by Xueying and vomited blood.

"No, Lord, don't hurt him!" Seeing that Xueying is going to kill Rongjin, Wuyi is in a complete hurry.

Blood Ying cold hum a, don't bother to pay attention to him, but when oneself approach Rong Jin, palm breeze but stopped in mid air.

The spirit of the Lord... Is in him!

How could that be?

Blood cherry brain a blank, slender fingers back, unexpectedly don't know whether to kill.

At this time, Wuyi came forward slowly, grabbed her by the corner of her clothes and pleaded: "Lord of the hall, I beg you, let him go..."

"Get out of here!" Xueying kicks him away, and his face shows disgust.

The traitors of the demons, they all deserve to die!

However, since this man has the ghost of the Lord in his body, you might as well save his life first!

Xueying looks back and sees Mo Qingge unconscious.

She flicked her sleeve lightly and took the four people away.