Fairy, help me cultivate.

A thick, winding green light stretched across the sky. When the light disappeared, a dark green snake floated in the air, flicking its tongue, looking extremely ferocious.

The heavy rain poured down again.

Three times.

Lu Ke's long, flowing hair was cut off and burned by Chen Yao's sword energy, and her face was already turning blue and purple with anger.

At this command, the large snake that was protecting her shot towards Chen Yao like a giant whip.

A toxic wind was pressing down.

Chen Yao, thrown back onto the tower's peak by the recoil, crossed his two swords, unleashing a torrent of fire and sword energy towards the giant serpent.

The giant snake was completely unaffected.

At this distance, he didn't have time to use the "Close-up Talisman" again.

Chapter 145 Saving Bai Lin

Heavy rain, torrents of fire, sword energy, and a giant snake collided atop the towering building.

Chen Yao was thrown backward by the recoil, crashing into a pointed roof and causing bricks to shatter.

His movements were not affected; his hands smoothly formed a hand seal that Lü Ke had never seen before.

Lu Ke sensed the threat and his spear suddenly grew larger, as if he wanted to pin Chen Yao to the ruins of the tower.

Too late.

The fiery streams and sword energy that were clashing with the eerie green serpent in the sky were drawn by Chen Yao and, as if they were living beings, they actively wrapped themselves around the serpent's body, rendering the venomous snake unable to move.

Chen Yao's figure flashed and disappeared.

Lu Ke panicked this time. She crouched down to gather her strength, then leaped upwards at lightning speed, swirling a long spear around her body in a tight, impenetrable manner.

A burning sensation surged behind her ear; she gritted her teeth, turned to the side, and thrust her spear straight in.

"nail!"

A fire spirit jade sword was deflected by the tip of her spear and swirled in the air into the rain.

Only swords.

Where are they?!

Lu Ke turned around, and a dazzling, thick sword aura cleaved through the rain, slashing towards the top of her head.

She wanted to shoot back, but it was too late.

The crisp sound of shattering jade.

A trickle of blood flowed down her fair forehead, into the corner of her mouth, and stained her frost-white teeth red.

But she laughed, and beneath the blood-stained red teeth, her laughter appeared eerie and ferocious.

"You've been tricked!"

Lu Ke let out a roar, her burly body spun around, her spear drawing a perfect arc in the rain, and she swept Chen Yao, who was unable to move, away.

It turned out that the hairpin on her head was also a top-level defensive magic artifact. After Chen Yao shattered it with his sword, it released an invisible rope that bound him so tightly that he could not move.

The spear cleaved through the rain, the swirling raindrops as sharp as the spear tip, causing blood to well up on Chen Yao's face.

His expression wasn't particularly panicked. He lifted the immortal sword in his hand towards the sky, and the sword flew out of his grasp.

The gun had arrived, and the rain curtain receded three feet.

Chen Yao's hand opened to meet the tip of the gun, its color as purple as flames.

That's fireworks.

Purple flames enveloped the spear, then turned and engulfed the menacing Lü Ke.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

A chilling scream reverberated in Chen Yao's ears, and after a moment, his feet were freed.

The giant snake that was bound by the fiery golden lock also disappeared without a trace.

The purple flames burning Lu Ke gradually dimmed, revealing the outline of a distorted human figure.

Chen Yao dared not be careless. With a wave of his hands, the Fire Spirit Jade Sword and the Immortal Sword that was hidden in the sky slashed down at the same time.

The purple flames died down, and a torrential downpour began.

Lu Ke, her body burned to a crisp, fell out of her blackened armor, her corpse split into four pieces, falling with the rain.

Chen Yao leaped forward, grasped the twin swords, and lifted the armor and spear, throwing them into his storage ring.

Not without small supplements.

Chen Yao rushed straight towards the tower where spiritual energy was surging.

"Splash!"

He smashed through the high window and, carrying the force of his sword, crashed into the battle within the tower.

It was indeed Jiang Bailin who had regained his original appearance.

She was surrounded and fought bravely against the enemy.

The entire hall floor was covered with a thick layer of human blood.

But her current situation is not optimistic, as if something invisible is holding her back.

Chen Yao's sword energy swept across the land, and heads flew everywhere around Jiang Bailin, spraying blood in a torrential downpour.

She froze for a moment.

"I was stunned!"

Chen Yao kicked out with his spear, directly nailing a cultivator who wanted to sneak attack Jiang Bailin through the ground. He then fell down, stepped on the cultivator into the ground, and reminded Jiang Bailin.

Jiang Bailin let out a soft "whoosh" sound, it was hard to tell whether she was crying or laughing.

"Who sent you to your death?"

Her voice was soft and charming, seemingly both angry and resentful.

She raised her hand and conjured a blood spike, stabbing it into the attacking arm.

"You're allowed to die, but I'm not?"

Chen Yao retorted, wielding a celestial sword in one hand and a spear in the other, while simultaneously maneuvering his fire spirit sword to deliver a series of darting thrusts through the air. His tactical maneuvers were cunning, and his attack range expanded, forcing the enemy to retreat to an open area.

"The enemy is tough; use ranged magic weapons!"

A monk offered a reminder.

But Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin still got a moment to catch their breath. He looked closely and realized that she was seriously injured and covered in blood.

Jiang Bailin didn't want Chen Yao to get into danger, so she forcefully bumped him with her shoulder, hoping he would find an opportunity to escape. However, Chen Yao was prepared, and she ended up in his arms.

"Look at you, look how badly you're injured!"

Upon hearing his gentle voice, Jiang Bailin couldn't help but look up at him, her cheeks suddenly flushing red.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Chen Yao's lips, which were getting closer and closer.

That dead man!

Now?

it's here?

Her heart had never been beating so fast.

Subconsciously, Jiang Bailin closed her beautiful eyes, and then she felt something heavy on her body. Chen Yao put something on her body with such rough movements that she sucked her teeth.

"You bastard!"

Jiang Bailin opened his eyes and found himself wearing a dirty, dark suit of armor.

Her face turned even redder with embarrassment.

That damn... no, he shouldn't be dead... I hate him!

Chen Yao had never seen the beautiful woman with such a charming expression of shyness and annoyance. He smiled and reached out to wipe the blood off her face.

"Focus on this. If you want to argue, wait until we get out."

The surrounding ranged magical artifacts, layer upon layer of ice, lightning, fire, and electricity, pressed in.

Chen Yao shook his spear flag, and a large, dark green snake emerged, coiling and dancing, while magical artifacts fell like snowflakes.

Jiang Bailin asked in a daze, "Why do you have so many treasures?"

Chen Yao smiled at her: "I just fought my way out!"

The use of the word "kill" was extremely domineering, immediately arousing Jiang Bailin's murderous intent.

"Good! Kill!"

The attackers were surprised that the combined strength of the two increased a hundredfold, and Chen Yao's methods were cunning and varied, and his movements were unpredictable.

Before long, the lobby was covered with a thick layer of mangled corpses and flesh.

The remaining men were disarmed and fled in disarray.

Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin stood amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, finally able to lean on their swords and catch their breath.

What's the next step?

After resting for a while, Chen Yao knew that this place was not suitable for staying for long, so he asked Jiang Bailin about his plans.

The beautiful woman glanced at him, but her eyes were indescribably sticky, as if they could be drawn into threads.

"Needless to say? Of course, it's to save the ancestor."

Do you know where it is?

"Come with me."

Jiang Bailin casually pulled out a magic sword stuck in the ground and rushed towards the gate on one side.

After breaking open the door, there is a long and winding staircase leading down.