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None of the demons under Murong Zhao's sword could escape, they were killed with one blow, and the demonic energy did not remain.

Although Jiang Yao was a bit difficult, the Golden Dragon Saber coupled with Lei Lingli was not far behind against another small group of monsters.

Surprisingly, after Jiang Yao killed those monsters, no magic energy escaped from their bodies.

The master and apprentice cooperated with each other and killed a large number of monsters, but the monsters seemed endless. If they didn't find the exit, they would be exhausted to death here sooner or later.

Murong Zhao took a step back, leaning back against Jiang Yao, and said, "Go and find the exit, I will protect you."

Jiang Yao already felt a little tired. Even in the late stage of foundation establishment, it was still difficult to deal with the monsters in the early stage of Jindan. After hearing Murong Zhao's words, she quickly responded.

She looked around and found that there was a round altar where no monsters had ever set foot.

"Master, there is a round altar over there, and there are no monsters approaching there, which may be the key to breaking the situation." Jiang Yao pointed directly to the direction of the round altar.

A sword energy from Murong Zhao passed over, directly clearing a path, but those magical beasts quickly filled the gap.

Murong Zhao could only keep wielding his knife to eliminate the monsters, and the two moved slowly towards the round altar.

After they moved to the round altar, the monsters that had swarmed forward seemed to be afraid of something, they all stopped angrily, roared at Jiang Yao and the others, and then left.

It was a magical beast that could never be killed, but it disappeared completely in a short while.

Only then did Jiang Yao breathe a sigh of relief. After letting go of her guard, she noticed that there were several wounds on Murong Zhao's body that were scratched by monsters, and there were a few wisps of magic energy flowing out of them. The magic energy entangled in the wounds, hindering the healing of the wounds. .

Murong Zhao didn't change his face, his fingers lit up with a cluster of flames and he was about to press on the wound.

Jiang Yao quickly grabbed Murong Zhao's hand, and asked suspiciously, "What is Master going to do?"

Murong Zhao looked at Jiang Yao holding his hand, and said slowly: "The devil's energy entering the body will pollute the spirit veins, so the devil's energy must be completely removed."

He seemed to know what Jiang Yao was worried about, and he comforted him softly: "It's nothing, I've always been like this."

Jiang Yao pressed Murong Zhao's hand, and suddenly said, "I'll do it."

Before Murong Zhao could ask Jiang Yao what it meant, the purple light in Jiang Yao's hand flickered over Murong Zhao's wound, and the evil spirit at Murong Zhao's wound disappeared.

Jiang Yao watched the wound heal itself after losing the magic energy, nodded with satisfaction and said, "I thought it was my illusion at first, but now it seems that my spiritual power can indeed cleanse the magic energy."

After speaking, Jiang Yao looked up at Murong Zhao.

But when she raised her head, she found that Murong Zhao's complexion was not very good, but rather livid.

Jiang Yao faintly felt something was wrong: "Master, what's wrong?"

Murong Zhao looked at the devilish energy that was easily calmed down by Jiang Yao, and frowned tightly. Hearing Jiang Yao's question, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and suddenly asked a nonsensical question: "Jiang Yao, if One day, saving the common people will require sacrificing your life, will you save it?"

Jiang Yao was stunned, she didn't expect Murong Zhao to say such words suddenly, but she lowered her eyes and thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

Even if it is not this world, but any world, it is undeniable that Jiang Yao is willing to sacrifice herself to save a world.

"If only one person is sacrificed in exchange for the common people, it should be worth it." Jiang Yao said softly.

Only when people are alive can they have infinite hope.

Murong Zhao looked at Jiang Yao in silence for a while, then stood up and stretched out his hand to Jiang Yao: "Let's go, let's go and see which demon is playing tricks here."

Jiang Yao stood up following Murong Zhao's hand, and asked casually, "Why did Master ask me such a question?"

But before she could get an answer in the future, she saw the center of the round altar split open suddenly, and half of the sky was blackened by the soaring demonic energy, and a hoarse and dark voice came from the demonic energy: "I didn't expect that the mere human race could find this place, But it’s also good, give me a tooth-beating sacrifice, it’s also the meaning of your life!"

After all, the devilish energy slowly turned into a human form, it was a wild and handsome red-haired man dressed in a big red mink, his exposed bronze muscles were tight and powerful, and those dark golden eyes were evil. It fell on Jiang Yao and Murong Zhao.

When the red-haired man saw Jiang Yao, he blurted out in surprise: "Jiang Yao?"

There was a hint of disbelief and surprise mixed in the tone, and Jiang Yao narrowed her eyes slightly when she noticed this, and some fragments suddenly flashed in her mind.

She fell to the ground covered in blood, holding on to the hilt of the sword tightly in her hand, but the spirit sword had been broken in half.

That spirit sword...

It is exactly the same as the sword that Lu Qingyao used in the inner sect competition.

Not far from her stood a red-haired man, his dark golden eyes looked at her contemptuously on the ground: "Jiang Yao, you are such an overconfident waste, what do you compare with Qing Yao?"

Jiang Yao heard her shouting in a hoarse voice in her memory: "The demons... all deserve to die..."

As soon as the words fell, she was stabbed through the heart by the red-haired man.

Before losing consciousness, there was only one sentence from the red-haired man: "Trash."

Jiang Yao was only distracted for a moment, and the red-haired man fought with Murong Zhao.

One with a knife and one with a long-handled knife.

If it was close, the red-haired man must not be Murong Zhao's opponent, but the red-haired man defended very well, and Murong Zhao's pressing every step of the way was broken one by one.

For a moment, the two were deadlocked in mid-air.

After reading that memory, Jiang Yao felt a steady flow of resentment from her heart, and that stuffy and painful feeling was not pleasant.

Jiang Yao looked at the red-haired man fixed in mid-air, the Golden Dragon Saber sizzled in her hand, and abundant thunder spirit power covered the Golden Dragon Saber.

"Master, let me have a try." When Jiang Yao transmitted the voice into the secret, Murong Zhao understood it and deliberately blocked Jiang Yao's position to create opportunities for Jiang Yao to attack.

"Who are you from Jiang Yao?" The red-haired man glared at Murong Zhao, and the Yanyue knife in his hand overflowed with a lot of devilish energy.

Murong Zhao snorted coldly and said, "I am her master."

"How is it possible?" the red-haired man retorted, "Her master is obviously Xuanyuan Li!"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Zhao and Jiang Yao raised their brows at the same moment.

The red-haired man wanted to say something, but at that time Jiang Yao had already come in front of him under the cover of Murong Zhao. After Murong Zhao broke through the red-haired man's defense, the golden dragon knife full of lightning power directly stabbed him. to the belly of the red-haired man.

Time seemed to have stopped in an instant, and Jiang Yao was a little embarrassed to see that she had only pierced a little bit of the Golden Dragon Knife.