Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

The wound that had been burned by the fire was painful, and a wisp of blood slowly slipped from the arm, leaving a slender red mark that was winding forward.

The blood drops solidified and gathered on the fingertips, and the cold wind slammed, and the drooping bright red beads slipped down suddenly, dripping on the white light of the sword.

The sword qi condensed on the horizon, and the imaginary and solid sword light was blown away by the wind, like a ray of lightning falling down.

The white light continued to converge, forming a majestic figure in the darkness. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a roaring dragon.

That is the power that belongs to the Dragon Palace.

Compared with human cultivation, demon is uniquely talented in cultivation, and since birth, it has possessed demon energy and spiritual power that can be manipulated. The bloodlines are different among the big monster races, and their strengths are not all similar.

Now that Lin Xun's divine consciousness is surging, the dragon clan's demon power has been drawn out, supplemented by dragon blood into the sword, and the fighting spirit has reached the peak.

Liu Xiuyuan didn't pay attention to the mere Jin Dan disciples. He didn't care much about playing the Thunder Fire Art. Unexpectedly, the sword light was fierce, so he cut off the spell in one fell swoop, and quickly came back to him.

Tsk, difficult.

The young man cursed secretly in his heart, hurriedly withdrew from his hand and leaped back into the air.

The annoying sword aura was like thousands of silver snakes dancing wildly. He was dazzled by the dazzling white light. Before he could make a counterattack, he could only dodge sideways agilely.

But in an instant, a gust of wind swept across, and his cheeks and arms were bitten by sharp teeth, and it was hot and painful. He raised his hand and flicked it, only to realize that his skin was torn by sword qi, and blood had leaked out.

Damn, how could this kid's evil spirit be so strong?

Liu Xiuyuan couldn't help being upset, and when he raised his eyes to look at Lin Xun, his pupils were full of murderous intent: "Do you think...this way can beat me?"

As the voice finished, the thunder light became more vigorous all around, converging a mighty current that stretched like a ribbon.

He laughed loudly, his cheeks eroded by the poisonous distorted weirdly, and with a wave of his right hand, the lightning struck Lin Xun and said, "It's just a little demon cultivator, just like you. I really think he has something. Can you? If you want to beat me, go to Xihai and bring the Royal Dragon Palace over!"

He was talking with a ridiculous tone, and he also used his intent to kill.

Unexpectedly, the young Jianxiu standing in the yellow sand waved his sword, and the unstoppable electric light collided with the sword, accompanied by a deafening cracking sound——

His attack was completely dispersed, and the sword aura was offset by layers.

what's going on? That kid...shouldn't he be bombarded into scum?

"I'm sorry!"

He Zhizhou was like a big pie lying on the ground. While he was so cold, he opened his mouth and smiled and shouted, "He is the Royal Family of the Dragon Palace!"

Liu Xiuyuan:...

Liu Xiuyuan cursed a **** silently.

According to his observations, the demon cultivator boy has always been unknown, and he rarely said a few words. When talking with the bandits, his face was flushed with nervousness.

That's it-this is actually the Dragon Palace imperial clan? !

Lin Xun's demon veins were fully aroused, and there was only "war" in his heart. There was no extra stay or nonsense, and he held the long sword and launched an attack on the sand dunes.

Dragons blasted in the sky, wherever the shadow of the dragon passed, it was windy and sandy.

Between the sword, the light and the sword, the speed of the two fighting against each other was getting faster and faster, and they were almost able to put the violent wind behind them.

Lu Wanxing was dazzled and his scalp was numb. Later, his eyes couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and he could only see sharp white lights flashing around.

The shadow of that long dragon was becoming clearer with Lin Xun's movements, gradually deepening from the initial translucent light, and slowly forming an outline.

At the moment when the long sword collided with the magic talisman.

Lu Wanxing held his breath and heard the sound of his heart beating wildly.

Amidst the dense lightning that spread out like a net of heaven and earth, the formed dragon roars and raises its head high.

Immediately, the sword light was like rain, and each white light was condensed into the shape of a growing sword, piercing deeply into the power grid with the force of breaking the wind!

锃——!

The first sword light pierced the skynet, bringing scorching light to the dark desert.

锃锃——!

More and more white light passed through the electric current, and the long dragon trembled and issued a piercing scream.

Lin Xun gritted his teeth and desperately resisted the hot liquid in his throat, his black eyes showed unprecedented determination.

It's this blow--!

There was an overwhelming net in all directions, and the imprisoned dragons roared fiercely. The original indestructible current was like a sharply shattered mirror surface, and a continuous crack appeared.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, the giant dragon raised its long, white tail condensed by sword light, and swept it towards the place where the electric current was.

"Liu Xiuyuan's array..."

He Zhizhou grinned and coughed out a mouthful of blood, unable to stop the smile in his tone: "Broken!"

The array shattered like a mirror, and the scattered lenses burst open like electric light. Liu Xiuyuan was shaken by the sword and fell from the sand dune in embarrassment.

Lin Xun was almost desperate, and now he was also hit hard. The long sword in his hand could not withstand such strong spiritual power, and it was instantly shattered.

"How are you!"

Lu Wanxing was frightened, and even ignoring that Liu Xiuyuan might attack again at any time, he hurried to Lin Xun's side, and was startled by the blood covered by the youth: "You, you, don't worry! I have medicine in my storage bag. ,I--"

She didn't speak, her body suddenly froze.

Lu Wanxing has practiced on his own for many years, and can feel the strong murderous aura coming from behind him.

She was about to turn around to fight back, but suddenly there was an unfamiliar force in her arm.

It turned out that Lin Xun twisted her eyebrows and pulled her behind, then took a step forward, blocking a fire attack with the remaining spiritual energy.

"Still trying to do it until now?"

Liu Xiuyuan didn't know when he got up from the ground, his face was bloodstained, and he was so weak that he couldn't even stand firmly: "You don't have much strength left in your body, right? Even though we are half a cat... but without the sword, how much resistance can Jianxiu have? force?"

Lin Xun didn't speak, his pupils were black and he couldn't see emotions.

He was right. Without saber, he would never have survived five rounds in Liu Xiuyuan's hands.

"What about the Dragon Palace bloodline! In the end, it won't be like Wen Hemian's, turning into waste that I crushed at will!"

The more the man said, the more excited: "Wen Hemian has not used a sword for many years, and your senior can't move in the distance. I want to see, what else can you do today—"

His smile was frozen before the word "how" was completely spoken.

The sound line in the throat will not come out, and when it is suddenly stuck, it turns into a bubble sound.

It's very embarrassing.

Who can tell him.

Why does that seemingly poor girl... would take out a white glowing sword from the storage bag?

Lu Wanxing opened his eyes, holding the long sword in his hand, looking at him ignorantly: "Sword? Are you talking about this?"

Liu Xiuyuan:...

He thought it was weird and outrageous.

This is not the most outrageous.

But seeing the golden light flashing from her storage bag, another sword actually fell out.

Then the long sword smashed like an unstoppable current, falling out of a bulging hill, and looking at it, it was of extraordinary value and excellent color.

Liu Xiuyuan:...

Grass.

Liu Xiuyuan was stunned by anger. For a while, he became so angry that he forgot his identity as a villain and the current situation of violent swordsmanship. He trembled and said, "I need an explanation."

"That's right, didn't I keep running into the desert just to find my brother?"

Lu Wanxing scratched his head: "I can often see the lost magical artifacts in the desert. I will collect them all, thinking about waiting for my brother to leave Pingchuan Town, and then returning these relics to the various immortal gates."

That's why she didn't sell the priceless sword, she had been living tightly all the time.

Liu Xiuyuan's eyes were red with anger, and his expression management was completely out of control.

Qian was three paralyzed on the ground. Hearing that a carp was hitting hard, his eyes stared like copper coins: "Not sold? Not sold at all? Then what do you often do sneaky deals with strangers?"

"Don't family members often come to find relics and bones?"

Lu Wanxing glanced at him: "If I find it, I will return it all to them."

"That, that," the sand bandits were anxious, "Why didn't you tell us?"

"If I say this, will anyone believe it?"

Lu Wanxing raised his chin at them, his expression was a bit arrogant and a bit cool: "It is enough for me to understand what I am doing. Do I need to do everything possible to get your approval?"

When she was younger, she tried to explain.

But the prejudices in people's hearts are hard to change. No one believes that her brother really died in the desert, no one believes that the traitor's family has good intentions, and no one believes that in the face of so many precious relics, who will not be tempted.

Obviously they have prejudices, but they have to make her bear all the consequences. Whenever she wants to state the facts, she will only get merciless ridicule and sarcasm.

Later, Lu Wanxing was disdainful of explanations, and sometimes it was much easier to explain with a hippie smile than to explain.

She knew that she remembered what her father and elder brother had said, and that it was enough to be a good person for the rest of her life.

"Why do you look at me with this expression? Don't think I'm so pitiful—when the people in the town talk, I'm croaking like a frog."

Lu Wanxing stopped looking at Lin Xun's eager expression, with his hands on his hips, glanced at the pile of long swords on the ground, and said with great pride: "Come on! Whichever one you want, pick it!"

Liu Xiuyuan: "Haha."

Liu Xiuyuan: "Big brother, big sister, be gentle, don't slap your face."

Liu Xiuyuan had been awe-inspiring before, but in fact he didn't have much inventory on him.

As a grassroots who knows how to judge the situation, he obediently catches up, claiming that he will know everything, and he will tell all the news he knows.

"Huh? You want to know the plan of that group of demons? I don't know too!"

He was trembling with pain, surrounded by the sand bandit brothers, shivering in the sea of ​​muscles: "They only told me, here to solve you all-oh oh! By the way, I accidentally Hearing their conversation, I kept saying someone's name, what is it called...'Peggy'!"

Pei Ji.

Lin Xun couldn't figure it out: "Since their target is Junior Brother Pei, why did they kidnap Junior Sister?"

"...Perhaps it was precisely because I wanted to target him, that I deliberately took Ning Ning away."

Wen Hemian pressed the center of his eyebrows and brushed his fingertips, still unable to eliminate the melancholy between the eyebrows: "The two-level dust formation is made of the spiritual power and flesh and blood of the decent monks. Now that the demons have moved, it means that the formation has been completed. There is a flaw. If you want to expand this flaw, destroy the big array—"

He said after a while, his tone sinking slightly: "It needs an extremely strong devilish energy."

"Demon energy?" Lin Xun frowned, "Isn't there enough magic energy in the Demon Realm, isn't it enough?"

"If you want to break the formation, you can only get outside the formation."

Wen Hemian shook his head: "Now that the Demon Race has not yet set off a storm, it shows that although there is a problem with the formation, but fortunately, it is not serious. The number of demon repairs that can escape is not many-with their strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to destroy the big formation."

He Zhizhou was so surprised that he forgot to feel the pain: "Did they follow Pei Ji? But he can clearly restrain the demon aura. In terms of demon aura, he should not be as strong as the guys in the demon domain!"

"The Demon Race values ​​blood line very much. The more noble the blood line, the heavier the demon energy contained. The reason why we can't feel the demon energy of Pei Ji is because he is trying his best to restrain him and has not yet become a demon."

Wen Hemian said: "The battle was fierce that year, and all the demon kings and demon lords were destroyed, and they can only pin their hopes on the next generation of children. And most demon lords...have no children."

In other words, Pei Ji is probably the only hope for the demons to break through the formation.

"Tempt him to lose his sanity, lead him into chaos, let him be enchanted, and then make him pierce his heart with ten thousand arrows and break his veins, so as to sacrifice to the great formation...maybe it can break through the dust of Liangyi."

Lin Xun was startled.

His heart was beating violently, and when he spoke for a while, his voice was hoarse as never before: "So they took away the little senior sister--"

Wen Hemian narrowed her expression: "In order to disturb Pei Ji's consciousness, they probably want to kill her in front of him..."

*

What Bai Wu said was true. When Ningning came out of the crape myrtle realm, she was indeed placed in a very long and dark crack. Looking up, she could see the top of the distant cliff.

When she wanted to come, she was dragged into the ground by the vine demon, and because of a struggle, she was thrown away by it, and she happened to fall into the Ziwei realm.

So when he came out again, he would be in the deep rift valley where the crape myrtle realm was located.

She didn't know anything about the topography in the desert, but fortunately she brought a map for the rainy day. At this moment, Jianguang searched carefully, and quickly found the exit of the rift on the map.

While reading the map, Ningning couldn't help but think, this place is so remote, the sword spirit in the crape myrtle realm must have been subjected to an extremely violent and unimaginable impact.

As for her master, there is a high probability that she will have passed away many years ago.

Where will the body of that sword be?

The most urgent task is to rendezvous with other people as soon as possible, without too much time to think.

After confirming the location, she hurriedly closed the map, just about to leave along the rift valley, but in the endless darkness, she heard a few footsteps.

Ningning's figure is slightly stagnant.

The rift valley is not wide, and because there is little sunlight falling, the front and back are long and endless darkness.

The sand and stones on both sides cast an extremely heavy shadow in silence, even if you just stand here, you will feel unbearable suffocation.

What's more, those few footsteps came without warning, lightly stepping on her eardrum, like a ghost coming quietly, making people's back chill.

The fear of the unknown is the most terrifying.

Ningning clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand and was ready to turn around and draw the sword, but in the next moment, she couldn't help but frowned.

I don't know when there is a dark fragrance in the air, the fragrance is so deep, as if it can penetrate every drop of blood effortlessly, making her whole body crisp.

In the days of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, she had long been accustomed to hitting with a sword. She never expected that the other party would directly use poison.

The consciousness in his mind was gradually dissipating, turning into surging waves, slapped on the shore indiscriminately.

She heard a juvenile voice that didn't fit in with the devilish spirit surrounding her, and she said too softly: "Take her away, don't be too rude."

With the last trace of surviving sanity, Ningning turned around.

Not far behind, five or six demons approached her.

The leader was actually a teenager, who looked about her age, because the light was dim and he couldn't see clearly, and only a slender figure could be seen.

Very familiar, deja vu.

Pasty thoughts slowly gathered, and Ningning blinked in surprise.

Wow.

This is the shadow that appeared in her dream.

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