Chapter 152

It's as if it's easy to kill her.

Little Nine Tailed Fox looked at Feng Mo Chen climbing the altar. Every move amused him.

Feng Mo Chen didn't pay attention to the little Nine Tailed Fox, but after climbing up the altar, she was a little panting, set so high that she almost didn't climb up.

She patted the dust on her body and met the blue eyes of the blue voice, "it's not clear who died? You're trying to win the fox's inner elixir? You want to be a demon, don't you? " While talking to LAN Yin, she walked slowly towards the altar. She wanted to get close to the magic sword.

Lin Xin said that she has the ability to resurrect that magic sword?

But what did she bring back to life?

She said that she was the same as God, but she had no ability.

His eyes glanced at the magic sword hanging on the top of the altar. Is a broken copper and iron really a magic sword?

Blue sound will take a panoramic view of her every move, cold hiss: "your life is hard enough, in the snow mountain so cold place also can't die, at that time on the bridge should push you down the mountain to feed the bat."

Wen Yan, Feng Mo Chen did not answer her, but changed the topic: "I ask you, this sword is really a magic sword?" He asked, pointing to the unicorn sword on the altar.

When she pointed to Qilin sword, an accident happened.

The Kirin sword even gave out a golden light, trembled and gave out a Kirin bark.

Feng Mo Chen hears this voice to startle, can't believe of open big eyes, what happened?

Blue sound is a shock, eyes a Lin, shot at the already changed Qilin sword, it actually issued Qilin chant.

This shows that its owner is nearby.

Feng Mochen drew back his hand and stepped back two steps. The light of the Kirin sword faded again, and the Kirin chant disappeared again.

"What was shouting just now?" She blankly asked blue sound, that call sound like hell out of the same, grim feeling.

"It's Kirin's voice." Blue sound answers, and then Mou Guang a deep, toward Feng Mo Chen to walk, palm accumulates a burst of whirlpool, a suction drew Feng Mo Chen to come over.

Feng Mo Chen didn't react, but her body was attracted by a strong force and directly dragged to LAN Yin. Her hand oppressed her, grabbed her neck and put her on the altar.

Deep pain in the back.

She grinned, frowned, looked at the blue voice and roared, "are you crazy? How painful is it? "

LAN Yin's hand forcefully pinches her neck, her eyes rise, looking at the hanging Kirin sword, flashing golden light, and a Kirin chant.

The body of the sword kept shaking, as if to escape the shackles, to struggle out.

Drooping his eyes, Feng Mo Chen smiles cunningly and says, "I've tried my best to find the child's blood. It turns out that you're nearby. With you, Qilin sword can be revived."

When he heard the sound of Kirin's chant, Feng Mochen was surprised again. He looked up and saw that the Kirin's sword was shining with golden light, which was the same as when he was sacrificing in the ancestral temple during the day.

She had that light on her.

She stared at the quiver of the sword, as if calling for something. Her head hurt a little, and her whole body seemed to have a fire burning. It was very uncomfortable.

When she found her strange blue voice, her eyes flashed. She raised her hand to take the unicorn sword off the chain and hold it in her hand. She felt a sense of killing in her heart. With the other hand, she rolled up a strong inner handle and patted Feng Mochen's chest.

As if struck by the crushing pain, Feng Mochen vomited out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the Qilin sword.