Just now that kind of torment, almost painful death she, think of Feng feather then depressed want to vomit blood.
If we can stop the fire of the flood and famine, we may as well, but it's just that the fire of the flood and famine is wasted. If it's a crime in vain, can she not be depressed?
"Woman, I can learn from your heart. How can I be uneasy and kind?"
Green mang some discontented complained.
He admitted that it was his fault, but he was really innocent, and he was wronged, OK.
Feng Yu sneers. Suddenly, she realizes that a powerful force is attacking her. She doesn't even think about it. The wings behind her are flapping.
In the night, a strange and evil power came out of her wings.
That force, clearly and implicitly almost imperceptible, but it seems to be unmatched.
Shenyuzhen almost had no time to react, so he was suppressed by that force and had no fighting power. He didn't know when his attack on Fengyu was scattered.
He knelt down on one knee oppressed, and the power of his soul disappeared at a very fast speed, becoming weaker and weaker.
Shen Yu was so scared that he could hardly help crying. The power of the soul is the foundation of a monk. Compared with cultivation, it is more difficult to cultivate this power.
The more powerful the soul is, the more intelligent the monk will be, the better his aptitude will be, and the faster his cultivation will be.
On the contrary, if the power of the soul is weaker, it will be mediocre and even become a fool. Let alone break through the realm, he may fall from the present realm.
How could that be? He doesn't want to be a fool, and he doesn't want to fall.
Shen Yuzhen raised his head in fear. First of all, he saw the huge and mysterious black wings in the night. His pupils contracted and his face turned pale.
Jiuyou magic Phoenix
No wonder, no wonder the power of his soul will weaken inexplicably. It turns out that this woman is the most evil body of Jiuyou magic Phoenix in the legend.
Jiuyou mohuang will become a disaster for all nationalities in the world. She should not exist in the world. Therefore, this woman must die.
Shen Yuzhen's eyes crossed a shade of gloom. He was biting his teeth. His voice was trembling and twisted because of extreme fear. "Sister Huang, kill her. She is the dark demon king."
The extremely sharp voice spread quickly, and almost immediately attracted the attention of shenshangrong and longyi. The word "dark devil" stimulated the nerves of all high-level monks.
Shenshangrong and longyi stop tacit understanding. They turn their heads together. After seeing the black wings, their pupils shrink at the same time.
How can she be Jiuyou mohuang?
Shenshangrong turned his head, looked at longyi coldly, and said sarcastically, "man, look at your expression, you don't seem to know that your little master is the dark devil."
Dragon clenched his fists, pursed his lips and didn't speak, but in the depth of his calm eyes, he quickly passed a touch of shock.
He really didn't know that the princess was the Dark Lord.
So, does the prince know?
The voice of God Shang Rong sneer lightly says, "how, do you still want to protect her now?"
Long Yi's throat moved. He turned his head and looked at her coldly. He just looked at her and didn't express his position at all.
As a matter of fact, he is in a mess now, and he has no idea what to do.
The world has been peaceful for tens of thousands of years. Suddenly, a dark demon king appeared, and he was also his crown princess. Even though longyi was a strong emperor, he had no master now.
Shen Shangrong suddenly laughed and said, "the dark devil is the enemy of all nations, which is not allowed by the world. The ancestors once left a holy edict. If they meet the dark devil, they must kill him, not to mention the dark devil king."
"So men, if you can't do it, you'd better not stop me, otherwise, you will be cursed by your ancestors and become a sinner of all ethnic groups."
Finish saying words, also don't wait for long Yi's reaction, the God Shang Rong then figure a Shan, toward Feng Yu to hurl.
Despite the fact that Fengyu is a dark devil and a fire, her brother shenyuzhen is still in her hands. Even if she doesn't like shenyuzhen, it's not her turn to hurt him in front of her.
So, no matter what point, this woman must die. On the delicate eyebrows of shenshangrong, she was infected with a cold murderous air.
Dragon one incomparably tangled looking at the God clothes Rong toward Feng feather flash, double fists nails are about to be broken, palm was pierced, fresh blood on the ground.
His forehead was full of blue veins, but his feet seemed to have roots on the ground. He couldn't lift them, and his eyes closed subconsciously.
"Woman, run away quickly. The man who protects you seems to be out of expectation, but you are not the opponent of this woman."
As long as Qingmang is awake, he can sense the situation outside. Now naturally, he also feels that shenshangrong is killing Fengyu.
Fengyu is just the cultivation of Congzhen. The reason why Fengyu can suppress the divine control of the sage in his peak period is all due to luck.
The fire of the flood and wasteland stimulates all the demons in her body, and shenyuzhen just bumps into her at this time slot, so she is mortally turned into a vent, attracting all the demons' firepower in Fengyu's body.But at this time, she didn't have such good luck with Shangrong.
If you don't run away quickly, I'm afraid that the blow of the friars in the imperial realm will blow her into dregs in an instant. Even if you have the blood of the immortal devil emperor, you can't protect her.
The gap of this kind of realm is enough for shenshangrong to crush her easily.
"Don't worry, I won't let this woman kill me foolishly."
Fengyu, of course, is also aware of the terrifying power of the emperor. At this time, she is completely disappointed with longyi. The fire of Honghuang has been forced out of her body by her, and the force of nature immediately entangles her and suppresses the fire of Honghuang.
The violent flame, now turned into a little spark, was quietly sealed in a green bead, falling into the palm of Fengyu.
After being bombarded by the power of shenshangrong, Fengyu's idea moves and disappears with the help of the power of spatial transfer.
The next moment, appeared in the North Ming Chen body side, bent down to grab him, deeply looked at the dragon one eye, then without hesitation jumped into the space disappeared.
Shenshangrong's strike was naturally lost. She was so surprised that she couldn't react. She couldn't imagine that a mole ant in ningzhenjing disappeared under her eyes.
Even the boy who was ignored by them from the beginning and didn't know whether he was dead or alive was taken away by her.
It seems that this woman really has too many secrets.
"Damn it..."
Shen Shang Rong bites her teeth and scolds her with an ugly face. If she knew that there was a space artifact on her, she would have set up a border early to seal this piece of heaven and earth.