Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

Leng Zhuxin's mind moved, and he slashed out several swords in succession.

All members of the Leng family, including Leng Buqiu, suddenly unleashed their full strength.

They attacked those from the upper realm whose cultivation was still suppressed.

Those people were forced to release all their strength.

Having unleashed all their strength, they no longer hesitated and immediately prepared to start a massacre.

Heading straight towards Leng Zhuxin.

But something unexpected happened to them.

In just a blink of an eye, they were the only ones left on the back mountain of Qingxuan Sect.

Only Song Cheng, the elder of the Song family, hit Leng Zhuxin, who disappeared last.

Beneath the golden clouds, only a small tower remained hanging in the air.

The thunder that was extremely fierce just now was also hidden in the thunder, leaving only a little lightning.

……

This was a plan that Leng Zhuxin had discussed with everyone long ago.

Once people from the upper realm display a cultivation level higher than the Mahayana stage in the Xuanling Continent, they will be forcibly sent back to the upper realm within a certain period of time.

Leng Zhuxin seized this point and made this plan.

Only this plan is risky.

In order to drive away all the enemies, the Leng family must also take action.

In this way, all people from the upper realm will be forcibly sent back, including Leng Buqiu and others.

Leng Zhuxin was the last person to enter the tower.

It is very likely that he will be injured like he is now.

It is also uncertain whether the Tower of Babel can withstand the attack of so many people.

Therefore, Gu Yanhuai and others did not agree with this plan.

Whether it is Qingxuan Sect, Bodhi Mountain, Penglai or other sects.

Everyone understands that Leng Zhuxin's life is above everything else.

Because Leng Zhuxin is the hope of this world!

They didn't even consider whether they would survive or not, they just wanted to leave a way for the next generation to ascend!

Therefore, everyone used the method of burning their essence and blood without any prior agreement.

But for Leng Zhuxin, these people include her master and brothers, her uncles and friends, and her fellow practitioners!

She couldn't bear to watch these people die for her.

Even if these people are willing to do so, it is for the Xuanling Continent and for the younger generations of their sect.

But at this moment, they were also doing it for her.

If these people really died in front of her, she thought she would never be at peace.

So he discussed this plan privately with the Leng family without telling Gu Yanhuai and others.

It was not until Gu Yanhuai and others were taken into the tower that they realized Leng Zhuxin had used this method again.

Leng Zhuxin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but did not feel any discomfort.

I just felt a slight pain in my chest.

The robe Fang Qian gave her was torn.

Suddenly, a dull sound was heard in the tower.

Then came Mo Qingshan's anxious shout.

It turned out that Fang Qian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the string of beads on her hand, which she had never taken off, shattered to the ground.

Leng Zhuxin covered her chest and instantly understood why she didn't feel uncomfortable.

Song Cheng's cultivation was almost about to break through the Golden Immortal Realm, and he even used a secret method at that time.

Even a crack appeared on the soft armor that Leng Buqiu gave to Leng Zhuxin.

Leng Zhuxin just felt a pain in her chest.

It was Fang Qian who took the attack for her. There was another mystery on the robe that Fang Qian personally made.

No wonder Fang Qian insisted on letting her put on the robes before entering the tower!

Leng Zhuxin flew to Fang Qian's side.

Fang Qianben's rosy lips had lost their color like a withered rose.

But he still smiled at Leng Zhuxin, "I'm fine, it's just that my demonic energy was consumed a lot all of a sudden.

Don't worry, you really won't die.

That is the secret technique of my Fang family. It was my natal magic bead that took the damage for you.

It’s almost harmless to me.”

Fang Qian smiled and comforted Leng Zhuxin, who was crying in anxiety.

He raised his hand and wanted to wipe away Leng Zhuxin's tears.