The blood arrow condensed into shape, causing the world to change color, and the whole space suddenly blew violently, and everyone's hearts were beating wildly and frightened.

This is the essence and blood of the contemporary great scholars. When combined with poetry, the power is enough to make everyone look at each other.

Xiang Qiu looked at the blood arrow with a serious expression, his eyes flashed, and his spiritual power was also circulating wildly, facing Mo Daru's crazy attack with caution.

Whoosh!

The blood arrow suddenly shot away, leaving a long blood light along the way, cutting through the void.

However, it swirled in the air, and turned around, but went straight towards Shitou and Luo Qingyin!

boom!

In a blink of an eye, the blood arrow hit the barrier, and countless ripples rippled in the void, and the barrier world was swaying, as if it was about to collapse!

This is……

Bo!

Before everyone could come to their senses, with a slight sound, the blood arrow pierced through directly, and there was a gap in front of the stone!

"Let's go!" Mo Daru's face turned red and he shouted loudly, without looking back, "We were wrongly blamed Da Wangshan before, let's go quickly with Qingyin!"

Shi Tou's face curled up, gritted his teeth, but he didn't say nonsense and went straight out of the gap.

He was extremely injured. At this time, he was forced to support himself with a thought, limping and staggeringly escaping with Luo Qingyin on his back.

Along the way, drops of blood dripped down.

"Don't let them run away, chase them!"

Xiang Qiu's face slightly darkened. Unexpectedly, Mo Daru was so decisive and determined. Looking at Shi Tou's back, he shouted coldly.

"How could that kind of beauty let her run away?" The demon gang laughed wildly, and suddenly raised his body, trying to chase him out.

roar!

Accompanied by a roar, several monsters in the painting rushed out directly, blocking the gap, and looking at the demon gang with a grin.

Yun Hong's face was cold and his whole body was full of color. He was seriously injured, but his wrists were still painting wildly.

Each painting is filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the blood flowing from Yunhong.

It was obviously an illusory monster with weapons, but it seemed to have flesh and blood.

The monsters grinned and their expressions were fierce.

The weapons reflected cold light one by one, which was very terrifying!

Under Yun Hong's urging, all the gaps in the barrier were blocked.

With such a massive attack, the demons naturally could not ignore it, and the pursuit was delayed.

"Haha, just because you want to block us?" The Demon Kou looked at Yun Hong with a sneer and looked at each other. One of them rushed towards Yun Hong, and the rest were about to jump over Yun Hong directly.

"Get out!"

Yun Hong's voice was hoarse, his eyes were bloody, and with a puff, the blood in his body actually burst out, forming a thick layer of blood mist around him, and the smell of blood soared into the sky.

The blood in his body was emptied at this moment, but his eyes were unprecedentedly bright. The brush in his hand slowly moved forward, and then began to paint along the blood mist!

This is my last time painting...

His face was extremely solemn, he wrote very seriously, and he devoted his last effort to every stroke.

The brush penetrated the blood mist, connecting his body, his skin cracked little by little, and blood-colored iron chains penetrated through his body!

Hurry!

These blood-colored iron chains swayed in the void, then scattered and embedded in the gap!

Yun Hong filled the gap with his body. The demon gang either untie the barrier himself or had to go through Yun Hong to get out.

"As long as I have a breath, no one of you can walk over!" He gasped, said weakly and firmly, but a smile was shaved on the corner of his mouth.

Shi Tou's body shook slightly, turned around, and looked at the figure stained with blood on his body, speechless for a moment.

"Senior Brother Yun..." Luo Qingyin looked at Yun Hong and bit her lip tightly.

"Junior Sister Luo, let me call you a gentle voice." Yun Hong said, and then he used the last trace of power he had left and shouted loudly: "Go! Qingyin, go quickly!"

"Go to Dawangshan! I, Yun Hong, am sorry to Dawangshan. Now I am shameless and ask Dawangshan to help me take good care of my junior sister..."

"court death!"

Clam!

A sword energy soared into the sky and slashed straight towards Yun Hong!

boom!

Yun Hong's body was trembling violently with the iron chains, but it stood up. On his body, the blood in his body had been painted into an armor, which was the last defense he condensed with his life!

"Really, there is another meat shield, is there still going to be a complete end?" The Demon Kou curled his lips boredly, and several attacks rushed towards Yun Hong.

The east wind blooms at night, thousands of flowers bloom. The stars blow like rain.

Master Lu appeared in his body, and the poem was full of all, and countless stars flashed, colliding with those attacks.

Immediately afterwards, all the Confucian and Taoist people who still survived gathered in the gap. They were basically seriously injured, some were even half dead, but their eyes were full of brilliance. This was their last belief!

"Qingyin, you go, don't stop, go quickly!"

The roar made Shi Tou's body shake. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then turned around and left.

In this case, no matter how weak his body is, he must continue and as fast as possible!

"It's really troublesome. Do you know that the longer you resist, the longer the pain you suffer. Just stretch your neck over and let us kill it. This is good for everyone." Xiang Qiu smiled lightly, like the emperor, as if he was talking about a sparse and ordinary little thing.

"A person of Confucianism and Taoism will not be insulted by anyone!" Mo Daru stared at him coldly, his voice firmly, his face was pale, but he was ready to work hard.

"Haha, it's a pity. You didn't have the chance to see the ugly appearance of your Confucian and Taoist saint in heat." Xiang Qiu shook his head regretfully and then said, "You can go with peace of mind. Next, the Confucian and Taoist saint will be left to us to take care of."

"Xiang Qiu!!!" Mo Daru's eyes were so angry that he was scattered, his whole body was filled with blood and he made up his mind that even if he died, he would drag one!

"Why? I feel angry now?" Xiang Qiu was exhausted. "Don't Confucianism and Taoism advocate benevolence and righteousness? Now I admit my mistake. Will my senior brother really forgive me?"

"Haha, Confucianism and Taoism are really ridiculous. Benevolence and righteousness are nothing more than just that. The only thing people can rely on is themselves!"

Then, he waved casually, "Stop playing, hurry up and deal with them, the saint is still waiting!"

...

At this time, Shi Tou was carrying Luo Qingyin on his back, and he didn't dare to stop at all. He was breathing heavily. He just decided to walk in one direction, and he had to be wary of possible dangers such as monsters along the way, and was in a mess.

"Miss Luo, you must hold on. We will be saved when we arrive at Dawang Mountain. The king must have a way to relieve the poison on your body." Shi Tou said, and he already felt that Luo Qingyin was about to reach its limit...
Chapter completed!