Chapter 324

Lin Prajna has been practicing for many years. She has been in a state of mind without any waves. But now she looks at Zhao Jiuge, who is lying on the ground, with a weak breath and a pale face, suddenly has a ripple in her heart.

This kind of feeling makes her dislike, she does not like her mood has a ripple, because she only wants long life, other things she does not want to pursue.

But at this time, she may not know that her willow eyebrows are locked, holding the "fallen flowers" fingers have been tightly white.

Inexplicable heart suddenly emerged a fierce anger, looking at Wang Changrui in the gray robe, his eyes were cold. The eyelids moved slightly, and the sword idea gushed out. The fourth layer of sword was displayed on the body. This is also the strongest level that Lin Prajna can release. Although he has just mastered it for a short time and is somewhat unskilled, he still resolutely releases it at this time.

Song Rujing can be said to be the most exposed person at the moment. Like Zhao Jiuge, the less friends she has, the more important she takes friends. Seeing that Zhao Jiuge is injured, the tension of evil spirits in the spirit transforming realm has already disappeared. Instead, she has endless killing intention.

Song Rujing's forehead is slightly low, her eyes are closed, and her expression is serious. Her body is full of strange spiritual power waves, which are mysterious and long. She is constantly scattered from her body. As soon as she makes a move, song Rujing uses her spiritual array talent.

Song Yuansheng holds "Shenxin" in his right hand and flies with his right hand. He takes up the sword spirit of Taoism and observes the gathering place of hundreds of families in the air. Everything is involved, of course, and Qijue is no exception. Song Yuansheng releases his sword spirit in one hand and holds "eight edged magic mirror" in the other hand.

"Little skills." Wang Changrui's mouth is full of disdain. Maybe these methods are very difficult for him when he has not broken through to the realm of transforming God. But once he has broken through to the realm of transforming God, he opens the door of Yuan Shen and re enters another new world. Only then does he know how small Yuanying state is.

As Wang Changrui spoke, his gray robe moved slightly. The aura naturally gathered around his body, and the spiritual power belonging to the realm of transforming God flowed in his body. His eyes were full of abnormal smile. He liked the feeling of holding the power in his hand, and he preferred the enjoyment of the killing process, not to mention killing this kind of demon who was gifted in heaven.

"Lingluo blood net!"

With Wang Changrui's drinking again, Wang Changrui's dry, slender and bloodless palm, with the back of his hand facing down, his five fingers toward the palm, and a touch of blood light converged around his palm from all around his body.

As he lifted his right hand, blood colored spider webs came out, blocking him in front of him and leaving towards song Yuansheng and Lin Prajna.

Although their pink and blue swords are fierce, they can't hold the blood net which is created by the spiritual power. Each sword Qi cut off the blood net, even fragmented, and then a new blood net appeared. Until the edge of the sword is exhausted, it gradually dissipates.

Wang Changrui's eyes greedily stare at the magic weapons on these people. He is overjoyed. He didn't expect so many spiritual tools on these disciples! And it's very powerful. You know, he has only one spirit weapon in his hands after so many years of practice.

A white beam of light gushed out of the "eight edged magic mirror" in Song Yuansheng's hands. Song Yuansheng has tried and tried this magic weapon repeatedly.

With a cold hum, a magic weapon appeared in Wang Changrui's hand. It was a silver curved sword. The blade was not long, only about two feet, but there was a bloody ripple on the whole blade. This is the only curved sword in Wang's hand.

Hand up, knife down. A sharp blood light shot away at the white column.

"Bang!"

However, the two failed to break out.

The eight edged mirror in Song Yuansheng's hand was shaken violently and then there was no movement. Lying quietly on the palm of song Yuansheng's hand, the whole "eight edged magic mirror" was damaged by Wang Changrui's attack. This is a spirit weapon. If you replace it with a treasure, it may be broken directly. Although the mirror is not damaged, it has to be repaired before it can be used again.

The magic weapon was damaged, but song Yuansheng didn't feel any pain. As long as there was no direct damage, it could be repaired and restored. At the moment, his eyes have already seen Lin Prajna in front of the right, because after Wang Changrui made that sharp knife, he rolled up the shadow and ran directly to Lin Prajna.

Wang Changrui looked at Lin Prajna's gorgeous face. He was only interested in his own strength and some Dharma babies, but he didn't care about female sex. His purpose was to kill all four people, absorb their blood essence and increase their spiritual power. At the same time, he took all the magic treasures from the four people and could take them If you produce one or two spirit tools, you may have something else on your body.

Among the four, Zhao Jiuge has been beaten down. His life or death is unknown, so he can no longer pay attention to it. Song Rujing is arranging a spiritual array, and there is no threat at present. The remaining two belong to Lin Prajna, whose breath is the weakest and their own spiritual power is consumed too much. Wang Changrui chooses to break them one by one, so he moves to Lin Prajna.

Looking at the shadow of Wang Changrui's body still moving towards him, Lin Prajna's face did not look any different, nor was there any panic. Although some of them could not cope with it, Lin Prajna still tried his best to resist the falling flowers. He had just released his sword Qi. He had already consumed a lot of money, and there was no buffer time. Therefore, Lin Prajna could not use any other means for a while. He could only watch this simple way to resist."Bang..."

A muffled sound with a final note, the air was shaking, "falling flowers." Split by Wang Changrui's "night devil curved sword", although Lin Prajna still held tightly the life flying sword in his hand, it could not be thrown away, but it had also bounced to one side of his body.

This time, with a cruel smile, Wang Changrui held up the "night devil's machete" in his mouth, and went straight into the air and chopped Lin Prajna's head from top to bottom.

Lin Prajna's cold nature, even in the critical moment of life, did not blink his eyelids, and his face did not panic.

However, song Yuansheng nearby was not anxious for her, and his face showed an anxious expression. At this moment, there was no time to save Lin Prajna by any means. Even if there was a big means, he could not save Lin Prajna when the "night devil curved sword" fell. If this knife really falls down, the whole body will be split in two directly, and the baby with the abdomen can't escape.

As soon as the "night devil curved sword" fell, the cold light on the blade was reflected in Lin Prajna's beautiful eyes. At this time, I don't know if it was an illusion. Lin Prajna's eyes were caught by the cold light, and then it seemed that a voice appeared in front of her to block her. Then she felt a man encircling her soft waist, and she realized that this was not an illusion. The cold light of the blade dissipated, and Lin Prajna saw clearly the scene in front of her.

Zhao Jiuge, whose breath was withered and pale, protected her whole body as firmly as possible. She could only squint her eyes because of the injury. She looked at her eyes affectionately and tried to throw her to the ground with his body.

Zhao Jiuge was originally knocked out by Wang Changrui. Because of the function of Sanskrit holy body and the protection of "Purple pole mixed thunder armor", Zhao Jiuge didn't get much damage. The only thing was that his Qi and blood were churning and his spiritual power was exhausted. He flew down more than ten meters and smashed the edge of the blood pool, which made him confused. When he was sober, he would see In the scene just now, regardless of the injury and the exhaustion of spiritual power, he rushed forward without using any spiritual power. He even blocked Lin Prajna with his body!

Song Yuansheng is stunned to see Zhao Jiuge from getting up to flying, and finally holding Lin Prajna to a series of movements. It can be described as fluent. However, soon, with his astonishment, song Yuansheng's heart rises again. If this knife goes down, Zhao Jiuge can still get a good result.

Worried at the same time, when song Yuansheng looks at Zhao Jiuge's figure, his eyes can't help admiring and moving.

At the moment, Zhao Jiuge is like a moth to a fire. He is a moth, desperate for the woman she loves. Even if he knows that there is no good end, he should also pursue the short-term emotional release.

Wang Changrui did not care about the feelings between these men and women. Although the boy was not dead, he suddenly blocked Lin Prajna's body, but the knife he dropped was not soft at all, and he continued to wave it.

"Puff..."

There was a dull sound. In this silent cave, because Zhao Jiuge fell to the ground with Lin Prajna, the knife that had been chopping his head directly fell on Zhao Jiuge's shoulder to his back. Although there was no visible bone injury due to the resistance of "Purple mixed thunder armor", the knife directly broke most of Zhao Jiuge This time, it was even more serious than just now. The breath seemed to have disappeared, so he firmly grasped Lin Prajna's waist and didn't let go.

As the saying goes, a man's head and a woman's waist can't be touched. What's more, Lin Prajna seldom talks to men about flowers. At this moment, he feels something strange about his waist. Instead of the cold and furious in the past, Lin Prajna looks at Zhao Jiuge in his arms and a man with almost no breath.

Once upon a time, she also wanted to find a man and a woman to spend the rest of her life together. But with the improvement of her strength, all her desires have been put down and she only wants to live forever.

Until this moment, the state of mind that had never had ripples even fluctuated. But because of being cold and used to it, even though the mood in my heart was turbulent, there was no expression of excitement on his face, but his eyes were empty and dull. He looked at Zhao Jiuge in his arms, his pale and clear face. Seductive red lips moved, do not know what to say, and then gently move Zhao Jiuge from his arms to the ground, that action is like a bride, the woman for her husband cover quilt as soft. After all this, Lin Prajna said nothing, took a look at the man lying on the ground, got up and looked at Wang Changrui. There was no anger or excitement in his eyes, but it was this kind of calm eyes that gave people more lethality!

She has never had any fluctuation to a man. This time, she has a little strange emotion towards the man on the ground. She can't even say clearly. Anyway, the most important thing now is to kill Wang Changrui!

When song Yuansheng looked at Lin Prajna's eyes, he felt a little chilly. When he saw that Zhao Jiuge had been hurt like this, he blamed himself for not taking good care of Zhao Jiuge. At the same time, he also felt guilty. When he came out, as a descendant of the sect, he had a lot of means to protect his life. He only used it once, but he didn't give up at the beginning.

This time, with the shame of Zhao Jiuge, song Yuansheng decided to stop hiding his clumsiness. Song Rujing on the other side frowned on her closed eyes. However, because it took time to arrange the spiritual array, she could not go to see how Zhao Jiuge was injured, although she was aware of what was happening around her. The longer the array is deployed, the more powerful it will be.After two steps of gentle footstep, Lin Prajna collected the fallen flowers and looked at Wang Changrui with a bright light on his chest and took out an object.

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