Chapter 880

Nangong's hand was trembling slightly.

The news brought by Li xiner had a great psychological impact on her!

Among the seven sects, the power of Ming wangzong is obvious to all, and Zheng Feiyue can control the power center of such a huge thing with his own power and a demon king body. What a terrible means?

Is it really wise for Xinmo Valley to fight against such people?

The moonlight is scattered, but the faint silver glow is a little pale.

Nangong looked at Li xiner, and a look of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes: "why do you say such important information now? Or do you have no intention to say it without today's scuffle?"

Facing the reprimand of the valley master, Li xiner said calmly, "I... I just knew."

"Really?"

Nangong's expression became more and more severe. She didn't like to be angry with others, but if Li xiner could tell her the news earlier, Xinmo Valley wouldn't be so passive as now.

Li Xin'er was afraid to look at the valley master. In fact, if xiannvfeng hadn't had an amazing war, she was going to rot the secret in her stomach.

And her coming today is not just to remind the valley master

Boom!

Boom!

Fairy peak is still fighting, and the whole mountain range is wailing. At the moment, the speed of the peak of thousands of meters is decreasing with the naked eye, which is cut down a little by the powerful magic power.

Li Xin'er looked at the Shura field and turned pale. He knew he couldn't wait any longer. He said loudly, "Valley master, if you want to punish Xin'er, you have to wait until you get through this difficulty."

Hearing the hidden meaning of this, Nangong was stunned and said, "what do you want to say?"

"Zheng Feiyue's rational appearance hides a crazy heart. This war must stop, or many people will die." Li xiner's face turns white.

Nangong's face was whiter than her: "you know Zheng Feiyue, and I also know evil gods. It's no use even if I beg him now. The war can't stop from the beginning!"

She misunderstood Li xiner's meaning and thought she was asking herself to plead with the evil god.

Li xiner's eyes twinkled with hot light: "we can't stop the war, but someone can. A year ago, someone in the general League contacted Zheng Feiyue and gave him a bronze medal!"

"Who?" Nangong was stunned.

Li xiner said in a deep voice, "general League!"

Nangong stared, and suddenly had a feeling of sudden enlightenment. He hurriedly said, "do you mean to let me go to the general League and let them solve it?"

"Yes, the seven zongmen are the first line of defense on the East Bank of the extreme magic sea. The general league can't let this happen. Moreover, the general League is very optimistic about Zheng Feiyue and gave him a bronze medal of identity. Both public and private will come forward!"

This is the main purpose of Li xiner's coming to Nangong to let the general League intervene in this runaway scuffle! As the leader of the first palace, Nangong must have a way to contact the general alliance and ask the general alliance to come forward.

As long as the general League comes forward, even evil gods should give face. Zheng Feiyue will avoid difficulties. Xinmo Valley doesn't have to worry about standing in line. It can be described as three birds with one stone!

This is what Li xiner thought of after learning about the fairy peak crisis.

Nangong was like meeting Li xiner for the first time. After staring at her for a long time, he said, "it seems that it's not all meat buns that let you stay with Zheng Feiyue."

Li xiner looked slightly gloomy.

"Wait, I'll contact the general League!"

Nangong didn't dare to neglect. After a few words, he disappeared from the fairy peak.

……

mountaintop.

The former challenge arena, the former viewing platform and the former palace have all become ruins.

The wreckage is half buried underground, the ground is full of scorched earth, and there are colorful strange lights in the air. The collision between Tao and Tao makes the space extremely unstable, and even space-time cracks appear.

Whoosh!

A golden flame rose, then stretched the side length in the air, and finally turned into Zheng Feiyue's appearance, but now his face was pale, and the flame on his body was almost gone.

Opposite him, a great friar of the sect of evil gods stood with a knife and was panting.

Not long ago, he took the risk of running out of oil and light, used a powerful magic power, and finally split Zheng Feiyue into two, but the other party turned into fire again.

This is a very strange supernatural power. It can avoid some fatal wounds by burning itself and then reorganizing. Although it can come back to life like bathing fire nirvana, it is also extremely powerful.

"The fifth time, this should be your limit."

The evil god Zongda murmured and stared at Zheng Feiyue. Although he was tired and trembled, his hand holding the knife was still very stable and seemed to have more strength.

Zheng Feiyue landed on the ground and coughed violently.

The other party is right. His ability of flame reorganization is indeed limited. He has burned himself five times and has exhausted his reserves. If he is fatally injured again, he is really fatal!

The evil god sect also saw this clearly, so they kept sending people to consume him, trying to force his limit and kill him!

Call~

Zheng Feiyue vomited a mouthful of black smoke. Because he burned himself many times, his vocal cords were very hoarse, as if rubbing his nails on the metal: "I'm dead, you don't want to live!"

The big shave of the evil god sect showed contempt, but his trembling body and deep breathing showed that his heart was not as calm as his appearance.

He looked around.

Fighting is going on everywhere, evil god sect and Ming Wang sect are fighting, magic weapon sect and five ghost sect are fighting, flying corpse sect and divine medicine sect are fighting, and divine medicine sect is fighting with evil god sect!

It's all messed up.

In front of him, the boy just dragged down the three members of the evil god sect.

Such a monster can't stay!

"Kill!"

The evil god Zong rushes in, his eyes are determined, and he has the heart of death. Now the war situation is anxious, and the evil god sect is also struggling to support. He is the only force to eliminate the source of this disaster.

In this war, those who are timid and afraid of death either go down the mountain or are dead. What remains can only choose to fight a way to survive!

"Kill!"

With Zheng Feiyue's roar, the powerful wave spread, adding another scar to the already messy fairy peak.

Give up the word formula!

The long staff swept down like a mountain of Tai and hit the long knife. Zheng Feiyue's eyes were red and his clothes were flying like crazy: "die for me!"

Click!

At this moment, the power of the magic weapon of innate merit and virtue is displayed incisively and vividly. The fierce momentum roughly tears the blade and falls on the great cultivation of the evil god sect.

Bang!

A blood fog exploded and fell together with the spirit inside.

Heaven senses and cries.

The surrounding battle groups were all sluggish, and countless Shuangsha red eyes looked at the exploding blood fog and the men who came out of the blood fog.

Zheng Feiyue was naked and let the blood flow through his body like rain. His eyes were wide open, like the God of War: "who else is not afraid of death, just come up and have a try!"