Without any hesitation, he rushed to Bai Yuelu who was close to him.

He was like a blanket covering Bai Yuelu.

Just before he made such a move, a light murderous intent had appeared in his perception and fell towards Bai Yuelu's body.

The first member of the Demon Sect who appeared was only responsible for attracting their attention, while the other member of the Demon Sect who actually took action chose the weakest and best-killed person among these people he thought - Bai Yuelu.

A muffled thunder rang on Lin Yi's back.

The moment Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu flew out together, a bunch of stone powder exploded on Lin Yi's back.

What hit him behind him was like a meteorite containing powerful true energy.

Chen Jinru's expression did not change at all.

He raised his head coldly and looked up at the sky above.

A strange color appeared in a dark cloud in the sky, just like a sunset appeared in the dark clouds, and then suddenly became heavy and fell down.

It was a big red umbrella.

Someone held the handle of the umbrella shining with metallic luster and fell from the air.

No one could see when this person would arrive, nor did he know what method he used to fly to the sky, but at this moment such a whereabouts were particularly mysterious and powerful.

Under the red umbrella is a red person.

He was wearing a red monk's robe, and even his skin was truly red.

Before Chen Jinru could see his face clearly, the Demon Sect member who was floating in the air with an umbrella had already smashed the second stone in his hand.

A crack sounded.

A clear red line appeared in the air.

This stone is different from the first one, it is red.

One end of the red line points to Bai Yuelu's forehead.

This man still wanted to give priority to killing Bai Yuelu.

At this moment, diesel salt was breathing slowly in the silent carriage. He raised his head slightly and wanted to take action. However, at this moment, he sensed something incredible and couldn't help but sigh.

A sword light flashed from the ground, and in an instant, the sword light slashed at least ten times on the falling stone.

The blade and the stone meet, without the crisp sound as imagined, but a huge roar.

The air waves and stone chips gushed to the four sides, and the red dust spread like snow.

But Lin Yi, who had his knife, slowly stood up in the dust.

His face was extremely pale, his whole body was trembling, especially the flesh and blood in his lower abdomen seemed to be twitching, and he seemed to fall down at any time, but he was standing up.

"amazing."

A sound of admiration sounded in the air, which turned out to be a pure southern accent.

Chen Jinru took a deep breath, and he finally saw clearly the Demon Sect member who fell in the sky.

This is a monk wearing a monk's robe.

His facial features are very beautiful, but not just his hair, but not even his eyebrows, or his hair. His skin is as smooth as porcelain, but it is red from the inside, so it gives people a particularly strange feeling, just like a strange red porcelain statue of Buddha brought out from a temple.

The umbrella handle and bone of the umbrella in his hand are made of metal, but the surface of the umbrella is made of some crimson feathers, with some indescribable aura flowing inside. These feathers are like pairs of wings in Chen Jin's perception at this time. As long as they have fresh intoxication, they can quickly flap their wings and fly.

Too much reliance on external objects is not the kingly way in the eyes of many Southern Dynasties practitioners. However, if a powerful practitioner who has reached the realm of divine thought borrows some external objects, he will have unimaginable strange magical powers.

No one had time to respond to the appreciation of the man in the air.

When his voice shaking the air, some golden Mars had already appeared in the air.

All the red dust floating in the air began to turn into golden Mars, and then it burned violently in the next moment, instantly turning into a golden flame!

The blazing flames do not have any burnt smell that naturally occurs when flammable objects explode. The golden flames give people a very pure and clear feeling. The most important thing is that the true energy injected into them is like the best combustible materials for these flames.

There is no time to be sad.

In everyone's subconscious, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu were already dead.

This kind of flame is even more terrifying than the Dangxiang people's firearms. In their subconscious, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu's true energy power is not enough to drive away these flames, and it will only turn into a ignition dry firewood.

But everyone was wrong.

When the golden Mars appeared and turned into flames, Lin Yi shouted loudly, and his whole body turned red.

A bunch of red dust fog squirted out from his body.

The red dust fog collided with the golden flame, and the edges of the dust fog quickly turned into the color of glass, but the flames could not penetrate deep inside and were all blocked from the outside.

The same dust fog, the red dust fog that surged from Lin Yi's body, seemed particularly heavy, and the particles on the edge of the dust fog formed into tiny glass-like particles, falling.

"Dan Mercury Sword!"

"He Xiuxing is you!"

Looking at the golden flames that could not penetrate deep, the red monk in the air exclaimed, and his pupils expanded rapidly, from deep red to golden.

No one answered him.

At this time, Lin Yi's body seemed to have countless fine needles pierced out at the same time. The pain was extremely painful and he could not make any sound.

The moment of sudden fluctuation in the monk's mind was the opportunity he was waiting for.

Rong Yi in the car behind him screamed shrillly.

In fact, only Rong Yi is truly clear. At the beginning, what Chen Jinru said was that his strength was only enough to take action once, and this sentence was for Rong Yi to hear.

There was a bang.

The runes inside the carriage were filled with dazzling light, and the light that gave people a sacred breath instantly submerged Rong Yi's figure. The expansion force even made the carriage float up slightly.

Following Rong Yi's breath, Chen Jinru smiled miserably. The remaining power in his body stabbed out into the sky above like a sword of killing the sky.

With a rush.

A flash of lightning fell.

Diesel salts have faced such lightning before.

For truly powerful practitioners in the realm of divine thoughts, although such lightning is powerful, it is just too slow after all.

However, this lightning is different.

This lightning turned into a rune, carrying Chen Jin's sword intent at this time.

It's like a flying sword.

A dying and struggling practitioner of the divine mind realm emitted a flying sword that accumulated his last power.

The red monk in the air was shocked.

In the next moment, the umbrella in his hand exploded.
Chapter completed!