This pot smashed into the dust with the thunder that could not be stopped by words.

Even though Red Dust is a mist-like entity without existence at this moment, when he was hit by this wok, he still screamed fiercely.

The pain that the spirit teared turned into substance, Hongchen finally understood why he felt so painful when he was hit by an iron pan.

This iron pot even wanted to devour this ray of soul.

And the pot seemed to fit his soul.

Otherwise, he would not be so easily swallowed.

But it was too late when he responded.

For a moment, all the black magic was caught in the bottom of the black paint pot.

At the next moment, a cute muddy beast that fell from the bottom of the pot came out.

The moment when Yan Ge's body pulled away from her was like she lost her support and fell to the ground.

His Holiness Guiyuan teleported forward and took his words into his arms.

Everything happened in an instant, when Guiyuan Tianzun reacted, Yan Song had arrived in his arms, and the demon had disappeared by the pot.

It was also at this time that he saw the bloodstains of Yange's body.

He knew the wounds on her, but he was injured by the snow.

These snowy days are only valid for magic, and they are also a magic weapon. Because they are too lethal and extremely cruel, he has almost never used them.

I used it on the demon today, because the devil is fog-shaped, and he also intended to kill the demon.

He originally imprisoned Yange at that moment, but he didn't know how Yange would break away from his own shackles, and he didn't understand why Yange would be in front of that demon at that moment.

He couldn't even understand why this snowy sky would kill the words!

He was more fortunate when Yange helped the demon block the snow. Fortunately, the snow will only have a lethal effect on the demon, and the higher the demon's power, the greater the destructive power, and if he touches a few pieces, the demon will Soul flying soul completely dissipated in this heaven and earth, cut grass and roots without leaving any traces!

But now, seeing the injured Yange, seeing the blood that Yange could not stop flowing.

He was a little helpless, trying to block these wounds with help words.

All his previous congratulations turned into haste and fear.

what happened?

Is he wrong in practicing the snow-capped exercises?

It must be so, it must be so!

Yange looked up and smiled comfortably, "Saburo, I lied today."

She spoke softly, and said such a word, she was already panting.

Her face was as pale as paper, but her bright eyes stared at Guiyuan Tianzun: "I am not a constitution that can purify magic energy. In fact, I repair the magic."

"You are not." Gui Yuanzun interrupted her: "Don't talk, Xiaoge, don't talk."

His last sentence was almost begging.

He kept pumping reiki towards her body, trying to help her repair those wounds.

The song sneered lightly, but she still looked cute, but because there was no blood on her face, her smile seemed extremely weak: "Fixing magic is easier than cultivating immortals. Such shortcuts make me unable to escape temptation. At that time, Too weak, I do everything to get revenge. "

"Saburo, I've never been as good as you think, and I'm wicked."

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I didn't intend to let the words hang ... I don't know why I can't control myself, presumably you hate me so much that I have a distorted mentality of revenge on society