Chapter 1918 Finally Reuniting with His Taoist Companion (1)

The group of demon cultivators seemed to only target Lu Zijia, and the fight between Tang Yiran and Chen Mu by the pool did not cause any reaction from the demon cultivators.

On the contrary, Du Yu stayed in the defensive formation. Seeing that Tang Yiran and Chen Mu wanted to take away the brocade box, they jumped on the spot and almost rushed out.

But thinking that as soon as she went out, she would most likely be caught by Mo Xiu and endanger Lu Zijia, so she forcibly resisted the urge to rush out.

"Boom-boom-boom-poof-"

Tang Yiran and Chen Mu slapped each other, and they both flew upside down and slammed into the stiff stone walls on both sides, each spurting a mouthful of blood.

"Bitch, wait for me!"

Realizing that Tang Yiran couldn't be killed, Chen Mu wanted to flee quickly after leaving a harsh sentence, but was stopped by Tang Yiran who rushed up again.

Just when the two were fighting to the death, Sheng Chengan, who woke up at some point, took the opportunity to sneak up on the two and killed them quickly.

Sheng Cheng'an didn't dare to stay any longer. After getting the storage bags of Chen Mu and Tang Yiran, he immediately used the teleportation charm to teleport out of the cave.

Almost as soon as Sheng Chengan teleported away, a huge coercion suddenly enveloped the entire cave.

Sensing the familiar aura, Lu Zijia smiled.

"Ayan, if you don't come, I will explain it here."

Of course, this is a complete joke.

After all, she still has the ancient space. If it really comes to the moment of life and death, even if the existence of the space will be exposed, she will hide in the space with a few golden pagodas.

Where there is life, there is hope.

If life is gone, then there is really nothing left.

As Lu Zijia's voice fell, a shadow suddenly joined the battle, and the array plates smashed at the demon cultivators as if they didn't want money.

Before the formation disks were completely blasted, the shadows holding the spirit swords, like ghosts, were constantly shuttled through a group of demon cultivators.

With the addition of Sombra, Lu Zijia's side, who was still in a weak position, soon became equal to Mo Xiu's side.

And the various spiritual treasures in the self-defense of the magic cultivator seem to be almost used.

If it continues, more than 20 demon cultivators may be buried in this cave.

"withdraw!"

Seeing that there were more and more casualties on his side, and the spiritual treasures of self-defense were basically exhausted, the demon cultivator headed finally gritted his teeth and ordered to retreat.

Almost as soon as the order of the head demon cultivator came out, the still alive demon cultivator quickly teleported away with a teleportation talisman, and even Helian Qiguang was taken away.

"Ow! These mad dogs are running so fast!"

Watching the magic cultivator run away, Jinta snorted arrogantly.

"Cut, you will be imposing afterwards."

Da Xuelang glanced at it with contempt, "If Boss Yan hadn't arrived in time, you would have turned into a dead cat."

Jinta, who was unceremoniously exposed by his friends in public, glared at Daxuelang angrily, "Then you must also become a dead white!"

Seeing the two quarreling inexplicably just after the end of a fierce fight, Lu Zijia's face was black and speechless.

"You are hurt."

The familiar breath came to her face, the low voice clearly entered her ears, and the next moment, she fell behind a generous and warm embrace.

Lu Zijia looked up at the man, and saw that the man's brows were wrinkled, and there seemed to be a storm hidden in his deep eyes.