Chapter 4615 protect them

"Since you are determined to betray the Dabei Temple, and since you want to die with this demon girl, then I will fulfill you!"

After speaking, the Dharma pestle in his hand was slowly raised.

However, at this moment, the roof, which was already dilapidated, suddenly collapsed.

A dozen figures jumped down from above.

"Master, what happened?"

"The bald donkey of Dabei Temple, damn it, you bastards dare to come, do you want to kill the master?"

Shanhui's Bodhidharma pestle was raised in the air, and his face became extremely ugly.

Even the always calm and calm kindness frowned slightly.

Luo Yunxiao pushed Ci En away with a sword and returned to Muyan and the others.

His eyes wandered over Mu Yan and Leng Yumo, but he didn't even look at the little monk lying in a pool of blood: "Are you injured?"

Mu Yan and Leng Yumo hurriedly shook their heads, "Little Martial Uncle, how about you?"

Luo Yunxiao didn't answer, but looked at Fen Tian's group.

Dark Night One, Dark Night Three, Dark Night Seven, Dark Night Eight, Dark Night Eleven, Dark Night Twelve.

Basically, everyone who Fen Tian was stationed in the Nether Realm came over.

In particular, there is also a master at the Immortal Venerable level of Dark Night One.

The situation suddenly changed dramatically.

Shanhui's hand holding the Bodhidharma pestle trembled violently, and her eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

Originally, Uncle Ci'en and Luo Yunxiao, the big devil, could have a draw.

The only ones left were Li Weiran, who was seriously injured and in a coma, and two little girls at the Xuanxian level.

Shanhui alone is more than enough to deal with them.

But what about now?

Shanhui may not be able to deal with the dark night alone.

This assassination was destined to end in failure.

Although unwilling, Shanhui still turned her head to look at Ci'en for help.

Ci'en frowned, his eyes swept across the unconscious Li Weiyan, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed away.

"Take Jingyuan, let's go first."

Shanhui nodded and was about to drag Jingyuan up.

Then Luo Yunxiao sneered faintly, "Do you think that in my Demon Sealing Palace, you can enter when you want, and retreat when you want?"

As soon as the voice fell, twelve long swords had already taken off.

Form a circle around kindness and kindness.

The twelve long swords vibrated, and dazzling red light emanated from the long swords, gradually blending, forming a circular barrier without the slightest flaw.

The handsome man with silver hair and blood eyes floated in the air.

Her hair as bright as moonlight fluttered in the breeze.

Showing the face that can make all women in the world go crazy.

However, at this moment, in Shanhui's eyes, this face was even more terrifying than the devil.

His hand holding the Dharma pestle trembled violently.

The injury that was previously suppressed by the [Nine Turning Degree Erdan] seems to have started to recur at this moment.

The mood of the people in Fentian was completely different from Shanhui. Their faces were full of excitement and admiration. Looking at the man floating in the air, they wanted to kneel down and worship.

This is their master.

This is the real king of Burning Heaven, who has merged with the world-annihilating half-soul.

Luo Yunxiao glanced at Dark Night and said lightly, "Protect them."

The next moment, the rotation speed of the twelve long swords suddenly accelerated.

The stone pillars of the surrounding houses let out a painful whimper and collapsed one after another.

And Muyan and the others also suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and the blood in their bodies surged, as if a huge force was pressing on their heads, making their internal organs seem to be bursting open.

In the void, Luo Yunxiao saw the pale faces of Muyan and Leng Yumo, and looked at Dark Night with icy eyes.