Chapter 683 Breakthrough Promotion 9

Li Aotian was internally seething with rage.

Just as the formation was about to be completed, such a setback occurred, almost driving him insane!

He felt that this spirit bullet had unparalleled power, its momentum like a thunderbolt, making people feel a chill from a distance.

Li Aotian had no choice but to painfully interrupt the formation that was eighty percent complete, rendering all his efforts futile.

Seeing the spirit bullet flying towards him, he turned and fled in a panic.

However, he still underestimated the power of the spirit bullet.

This spirit bullet was not seventh-tier, nor eighth-tier, it was a ninth-tier spirit bullet.

Li Aotian had never seen a spirit bullet of such power in his life, so he miscalculated its speed.

As a result, during his escape, the spirit bullet struck him heavily in the back.

"Boom—"

The entire mountain peak erupted in a massive mushroom cloud-like flame, which billowed upwards.

The previously dark sky instantly brightened like day, and the dark clouds quickly dispersed.

Before the spirit bullet exploded, Beichen Ying had already tackled Su Luo, pressing his body heavily against her back, protecting her beneath him.

The flames and ashes that bounced back when the spirit bullet exploded covered his back layer after layer.

The surroundings were terrifyingly silent.

A deathly silence.

After a long while, Beichen Ying finally shook off the layers of dirt on his back, struggled to get up with difficulty, and pulled Su Luo up with him.

Even though she was protected beneath him, Su Luo was still covered in dust, looking disheveled and embarrassed.

When Beichen Ying saw Su Luo in such a state, he pointed at her and burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face: "Hahahaha, Sister-in-law, why do you look like a little calico cat, hahahaha—"

"Laugh your head off, look at yourself first before you talk."

Su Luo pushed him angrily, and Beichen Ying, unable to stand steady, immediately sat down on the ground with a thud.

Su Luo couldn't help but feel a little flustered. She quickly knelt down to check on Beichen Ying: "How did you become so fragile? Are you injured somewhere? Let me see quickly."

Beichen Ying grinned, revealing his two small canine teeth, and waved his hand: "It's nothing, I won't die."

Su Luo looked at him worriedly: "You still say it's nothing, you can't even stand steady."

Looking at him covered in dust from head to toe, Su Luo couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

He was originally such a spirited young man, usually a pampered young master from a noble family who would ride horses by the crooked bridge and have red sleeves waving from every building. How many young girls were attracted to his handsome and extraordinary face?

But to protect her, he had become such a dusty and ugly mess.

Moreover, to hold back Li Aotian, who knows how many palms he secretly endured and how severe his internal injuries were.

Looking at his blood-stained and tattered clothes on his chest, Su Luo felt even more guilty.

Beichen Ying, however, didn't care about his injuries at all, his face beaming with joy, his two canine teeth flashing white. He was about to tease Su Luo a few more times, but the smile on his face froze the next moment.

Su Luo felt that the atmosphere around them had become a little strange.

Looking at Beichen Ying's stiff and twitching mouth, Su Luo had a very bad premonition: "Wh- what's wrong?"

Beichen Ying's eyes were wide open, and he didn't say anything for a long time, only pointing his finger behind Su Luo.

At this moment, a dark figure appeared behind Su Luo.

In the sunlight, this dark figure cast a shadow on Su Luo.

Su Luo looked at the hand that had thrown the spirit bullet, and finally gritted her teeth, suddenly turning around—

When she saw the person in front of her, Su Luo felt her brow twitching uncontrollably.

What kind of luck is this?