Han Sanqian has red eyes, white skin and black veins, like a demon from hell, the god of Shura.

"Han...Han Sanqian?" Lu Ruoxuan's eyes froze, as if seeing a ghost, he roared anxiously: "Isn't that guy dead?"

Lu Yongsheng was even more shocked than him, so how could he answer him!

"puff!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a large number of middle-level disciples on the top of the Blue Mountain who were meditating on the spot opened their mouths to spurt blood in unison. Tens of thousands of blood sprayed out at once, forming a huge blood mist at a height of one meter. The scene was extremely tragic .

"What are you still doing? Save people!"

At this time, Lu Wushen didn't notice it, and rushed out from inside, shouting, ignoring the injuries on his body, he rushed over in a hurry, and then waved the golden light in his hand, a huge golden barrier directly resembled a transparent The wall usually blocks in front of the disciples.

Behind him, a group of masters from the top of the blue mountain also jumped forward, and they all shot to support the barrier.

When the barrier is together, the golden light instantly blocks the black magic energy, and the two energies come into contact with each other, making a sizzling sound on the barrier.

And those casual people who gathered closer to watch the fun were not so lucky. Without the protection of experts, many people directly attacked their hearts with demonic energy on the spot, and either died on the spot, or turned into walking dead, and their whole bodies turned black like zombies. Unconsciously, the North and South Koreas gathered together.

In just a moment, there were hundreds of "zombies" behind Han Sanqian. They stood behind Han Sanqian and worshiped slightly.

"Hold on." Lu Wushen yelled lightly, with the help of many experts, he withdrew a little bit of strength, and only then did he have the time and energy to look at Han Sanqian.

But when he saw the situation on Han Sanqian's side, like Ao Shi, he was not only dumbfounded.

"Grandpa...isn't Han Sanqian dead? How...how could this happen?" Lu Ruoxuan asked this soul-shocking question just like everyone else.

Lu Wushen tightly closed his lips, you frankly ask me, who frankly should I ask? !

As a true god, the people he had pronounced dead suddenly came back to life, even with question marks on his face.

However, Lu Wushen knew that this must have something to do with the blood essence of the magic dragon.

"Send someone to help those scattered people. I don't know what will happen to these people who have been attacked by the demonic energy. To keep the situation under control, act immediately." Lu Wushen said coldly.

"Yes!" After Lu Ruoxuan received his order, he waved his hand at Lu Yongsheng. Without further ado, Lu Yongsheng reselected dozens of masters, and quickly rushed towards the side with the most scattered people.

A moment later, a wall of white light energy also rose again. Although it was not as good as the wall built by Lu Wushen, with the support of everyone, it was still barely able to resist the invasion of evil energy.

As for Lu Ruoxin in the center, his beautiful face was covered with sweat.

But almost then...

boom!

The black energy on Han Sanqian's body suddenly soared into the sky, and accompanied by a burst of red light, the two streams of energy burst into a huge beam of light, directly hitting the center of the vortex above the sky.

boom!

A huge energy suddenly exploded from Han Sanqian's body. From a distance, it was a black dragon shadow!

"boom!"

Even though Lu Ruoxin had the fastest reaction, he set up Xuanyuan Sword in the vastness and directly resisted, and Cangsheng and Yongchang had already prepared it in his hand, but even so, he was still sent flying tens of meters by the blasted energy.

On the ground, a deep long mark was left behind.

"Well!" JrNovels.com