Chapter 325 Injury, pain

Feng Moxi's broken sword condensed a light of inspiration and waved it out, shouting in a low voice: "Brother, you protect yourself, let's continue."

At this time, the weapons used by the seven of them were different, but they also maintained their basic formation.

The ever-changing demon god turned his head and looked at Yi Hua's Zen Staff, Nangong Qianxi's Silver Moon Whip, Sima Yue's Qilin Sword, Chaoyang's Big Sword, and Ling Yusi's Vajra Hand.

All condensed into swords.

His voice was still faint, without any turbulence.

"I didn't expect that all the magic weapons of those useless old people were left behind and used to suit my heart."

After saying that, his body was like a whirlwind, and a huge handprint pressed directly to Feng Moxi's wrist.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Dangdangdang!"

The huge fighting sounds were connected.

This is what Feng Moxi and the others have already formulated, and if they really can't beat it.

Then they changed their methods and used their respective strengths to form a specious magic array to confuse each other.

In fact, only their team practiced such a formation day and night.

The effect is stronger.

It can also be regarded as a killer weapon.

The bloodthirsty demon god was still slaughtering, and the screams behind him continued.

Cold sweat broke out from everyone's foreheads, and perhaps countless relatives had fallen into a pool of blood.

If you fail today, you will be successful.

The murderous aura of the ever-changing demon god, as well as the dark vines that look like a demon shadow, are distinguishing the ubiquitous attack.

It is illusory and has greater lethality than the bloodthirsty demon god.

Just like the name of the ever-changing demon god, not only has a variety of personality, but also has a variety of attack power.

This is the real demon god.

"Bang bang bang~!" Feng Moxi was hit again at this time, and there was no good place on his body.

A rib in my heart and my legs began to stiffen due to overloaded battles.

There was a tragic situation around.

The seven people with the formation as the center were all bloody.

Dongfang Xuri lost five fingers and couldn't even hold the sword.

Sima Yue's legs were broken and he attacked with a single leg.

Nangong Qianxi's handsome face was damaged and her hair was messy.

Ling Yusi's shoulder blades were bleeding, and Yi Hua's body was covered in black blood, as if he was covered in injuries.

Even though the ever-changing demon god was in a mess, the coldness in his bones had already made everyone deeply uneasy.

It seemed as if the world was no longer in his eyes, only killing.

The battle continues.

The foreign aid Ouyang Chen also joined the battle group. The two of them had disappeared, and the rest were all gritting their teeth and persevering.

The blood is spilling out more and more.

However, the ever-changing demon god became more and more indifferent. After a long time, his condensed eyes seemed to have a hint of impatientness.

‘Why don’t these ants commit suicide yet?’

The dark vines in my hand are gathering more and more.

It seems like he wants to take a gamble.

Feng Moxi no longer had much strength and smiled miserably.

Forget it, go and fight.

Maybe if you die, you won’t bear so much responsibility and pressure.

She suddenly condensed the sword, looked sideways at Chaoyang, whose eyes were red, and felt sad.

Fast impact ahead.

We were all in a tense state of fighting, but I didn't think so.

Make up your mind now.

Her whole expression seemed to be relaxed, then she felt as if she was paralyzed, weak, and pain was gnawing on her soul all the time.

Even she suspected that she had really survived?

The continuous injuries and crises made her like an iron top and she had to relax for a moment.

The broken sword pulled up a light of inspiration and was waving wildly. At this time, her hair was scattered and her eyes gradually became confused.

"Bang~!"

"Dangdangdang~!" Another loud noise.

The strong spiritual light hit it out, causing the body of the ever-changing demon god to shake.

His face became paler.

Another huge shadow hit Feng Moxi, but was blocked by Chaoyang desperately.

Push Feng Moxi away.

The shadow hit Chaoyang's back, and after a muffled groan.

The bones in his body were shattered, the five internal organs and six lungs in his body were also displaced, and blood gusts gusts of blood gusts away.

"No~!" Feng Moxi shouted shrillly.

Turning around and looking at Chaoyang.

I saw his face dark, and finally he looked at Feng Moxi reluctantly, his lips trembled so much that he could not say a word.

Then he fainted.

"Ah~!" Feng Moxi screamed hysterically.

Tears were hanging on both cheeks.

The expression was instantly clear.

No, no.

Chaoyang won't die like this.

She quickly picked up her lover and found that his face was as weak as gold paper, and even his breathing was almost weak.

Feng Moxi's heart suddenly ached.

He took out a lot of pills and fed them into his mouth.

But they all fell out again.

The rest of the people were stunned. Is the man who has always been sunny and handsome, who is going to die?

Dark blood covered his whole body.

The elixir fed in slid out along the mouthful of blood again, and Feng Moxi continued to feed it bit by bit.

He hugged Chaoyang tightly, and could no longer be able to do so at this time, and a sad voice came out of his throat.

But I can't say a word.

"Haha, I didn't expect to be a love-infatuated person." Then a dark light gathered in his palm and slapped Feng Moxi's head.

Ling Yusi, Ouyang Chen, Little Li Zi, and Xiao Xue Zi were sad and angry, and quickly blocked Feng Moxi.

The spiritual power in his hand attacked the ever-changing demon god with no chance.

Zhu Congxi, Sima Yue, Yi Hua, Dongfang Xuri and others also felt the sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox.

He picked up the magic weapon and attacked it.

Countless inspiration lights are flying all over the sky.

One by one, the figures were smashed away, and they got up in an instant to continue attacking.

The Baibian Demon God had no expression on his face, but his heart was shocked, and his attack slowed down unknowingly.

Once upon a time, no one in the world of cultivation would fight for others.

They are all fighting with them in the heart of a dying fellow Taoist who is not dead.

Anyone has a little heart.
To be continued...