Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Shen Gunian himself was a bit too late for Xie Xiu's slapstick move, and when he realized it, Peng Jia was already bleeding from the corner of his lips, and he was covering his abdomen.

"Senior Brother Peng!" Shen Gunian's spiritual power turned into a light blue flame, he raised his long whip and swung a blow, the momentum tore through the wind and several blue sharp blades were released, blocking the evil cultivator's pursuit of victory.

Wrapping the vine around Peng Jia's waist with the other hand, he pulled him out of Xiexiu's attack range, supported him and asked worriedly: "Brother Peng, are you alright?"

Peng Jia shook his head, raised his hand, and the octagonal compass flew back to his hand.

Shen Gu Nian stared coldly at the evil cultivator hanging in the air, if Peng Jia hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Xiexiu laughed fiercely, and the rotten corpse skin of Grandpa Huang that he wore on his body faded away, revealing a dead white complexion, a deer-like face, and an arrogant and domineering tone: "The two bastards of the foundation establishment period dare to spoil my good work, and the wasted tonight Tribute, you risk your life to make it up for me!"

After finishing speaking, the evil cultivator laughed wildly towards the sky, the black aura turned into raging flames and covered the sky, the whole valley was shaking...

"Golden core middle stage!" Peng Jia was horrified. He thought Xie Xiu's cultivation was only at the golden core stage, and it was not impossible for the two of them to fight back together, but the opponent was at the golden core stage, and the level was suppressed too much.

In fact, Shen Gunian really didn't have much idea about the difference in cultivation level. In his cognition, since the strength is not as good as the opponent's, then he should use his brainpower.

"Senior Brother Peng, the reason why he hates me so much and wants to kill me first is because he is afraid that I will destroy the tribute on the Coffin God again." Shen Gunian said this in a loud voice, and Xie Xiu could hear it clearly.

Peng Jia didn't understand that at such a time, shouldn't he first find a way to kill the evil cultivator or escape?Why are you talking about the tribute on the coffin god?

"Senior Brother Peng, go and stop the evil cultivator, even if I die, I won't make him feel better! I'll destroy the tribute right now." Shen Gunian provoked loudly, while flying towards the Coffin God.

Peng Jia was dumbfounded, why didn't he fight evil cultivators and destroy the tree?

"Since you want to die first, I will help you!" Xie Xiu was completely enraged by Shen Gunian's actions, and he waved his scarlet ghost claws with his arms, overlapping shadows, crying ghosts and howling wolves, with a huge momentum.

Peng Jia would let the evil cultivator really kill Shen Gunian, and the octagonal compass in his hand developed a double defensive formation, turning it into a transparent shield to block Shen Gunian.

The ghost claw hit the compass, and the rumbling sound exploded continuously.

Shen Gunian took this opportunity to destroy the red lantern offerings on the God of the Coffin, like whipping firecrackers, each destroyed red lantern would explode a red flame, which would turn into scarlet mist and melt into the branches of the God of Coffin.

Suddenly, Shen Gunian stopped his movements, looked at Xie Xiu, and shouted: "Senior Brother Peng, you can't destroy the red lantern."

Peng Jia was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately understood Shen Gunian's meaning, but Xie Xiu restrained his exasperated expression just now, and curled his lips: "It's too late..."

Shen Gunian and Peng Jia's expressions changed drastically when they heard the words, and they looked up at the black mist released from behind Xie Xiu, which had already covered the entire canyon, enveloping the Coffin God.

When the black mist came into contact with the red lantern, it immediately ignited, exploded and shattered, turning into a scarlet mist that was absorbed by the Coffin God.

"Senior Brother Peng!" Shen Gu Nian woke up Peng Jia who was disturbed by this turning point.

Peng Jia turned around, clenched the octagonal compass in his hand and smiled wryly: "Unexpectedly, we were put together by evil cultivators instead."

From the beginning to the present, although the red lanterns are tributes offered by the villagers, they have been hung on the trees. Apart from the fact that the number of formations has not yet been completed, there is still a triggering condition, that is, the actual sacrifice.

As long as all those red lanterns are destroyed in an instant, the power of faith condensed in the red lanterns will be completely absorbed by the Coffin God. This is the real activation formation.

"Hahaha..." Xiexiu succeeded in his scheme and laughed wildly, and halfway through the laugh, Shen Gunian and Peng Jia had joined forces to attack him.

As long as you stop before the evil cultivator destroys all the lanterns, the formation cannot be completed!

Facing the attacks of the two, Xie Xiu sneered contemptuously, transformed into sharp blades and ghost claws with both hands, received the attacks of the two with two bangs, and fought back.

"Be careful!" Peng Jia always thought that he had the best defense ability, but now he was only blocking the evil cultivator's counterattack, but his face had already turned pale.

Shen Gunian's starry eyes condensed, and the blue flames in his palm turned into layers of lotus flames, partially defusing the evil cultivator's attack.

However, both of them knew that they were not the opponents of Xie Xiu at all, and they were about to die at the hands of Xie Xiu.

"Brother Peng, back up." Shen Gu young shouted, holding a dagger in his hand, and leaped out of Peng Jia's shield.

"Junior Brother Shen!"

Peng Jia didn't react at all, he watched the black mist engulf Shen Gunian's figure, and only heard the clang of weapons colliding in his ears.

In order to instantly destroy all the lantern tributes on the God of the Coffin, the evil cultivator activated a black mist that filled the entire canyon. Only the tree of the God of the Coffin was glowing red, faintly illuminating the dark and gloomy environment.

Suddenly, a figure flew out of the black mist, broke a tree trunk on the coffin god, and fell on the ground, with sand rolling.

"Junior Brother Shen!" Peng Jia flew over with a pale face and helped Shen Gunian up.

Shen Gunian was short of breath and his face was ugly. After turning his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood, his star eyes shone brightly, faintly excited: "I'm fine..."

Seeing that he vomited blood, Peng Jia said he was fine. He immediately took out the pill from the storage bag and let him take it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Shen, I will hold him back. You take this opportunity to escape back to the sect and report to Master..."

Shen Gunian looked at Peng Jia with starry eyes, and heard the meaning in his words that he would burn everything to save him a chance to escape. He licked the blood on the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Peng, I'm not afraid of death."

Peng Jia was surprised by Shen Gu Nian's current expression, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, burning with endless fighting spirit.

That man has no blood?

Facing an opponent even stronger than himself, Peng Jia lost to Dao Xin from the very beginning.

Facing the attack of the evil cultivator, he was afraid of the oppression of the opponent's golden core stage cultivation base. Whether it was attack or defense, he was much weaker than before.

Peng Jia warned himself in his heart that his cultivation was suppressed because of the red lantern.In fact, it was because he was afraid of evil cultivators that he became weak.

"I didn't expect that you, a waste of foundation building, could still hurt me?" In the black mist, Xie Xiu's figure slowly appeared, with a bloodstain on his face.

Shen Gunian was not afraid of Xiexiu's fierce eyes, wanton and perversely provocative: "Why, being hurt by a piece of trash like me, are you even worse than a piece of trash?"

The evil cultivator gritted his teeth: "You—"

Faced with Shen Gunian's repeated provocations, the evil cultivator's murderous intent exploded, and something seemed to burst out of the chrysalis in the rolling black mist!

puff-

Xiexiu's eyes were tearing apart, and he lowered his head in disbelief at the coffin god's tentacles piercing through his chest.

Even Shen Gunian and Peng Jia were stunned by this sudden scene.

Coffin God, killed the evil cultivator?