Wen Zichen sighed lightly and said, "Demon Mo, you are still young, when you grow up, you will meet a better demon cultivator......

Demon Mo, the Qingqiu clan, has reached this point, you need to cheer up, the hope of your entire clan is here.

You have to live for yourself and for your people.

Don't let all this fall into her hands, for you will perish faster.

Her abilities are not worthy of her ambitions. ”

Wen Zichen spoke again.

At this time, the light on his body had begun to dim.

Soon, wisps of purple fox phantom totems began to condense, and they continued to pour towards the demon foam.

"N-don't-"

The voice of the demon foam was a little sharper, and that kind of voice was sad and sad.

It's a pity that this can't stop Wen Zichen's figure from becoming even more bleak.

"Laojun Mountain, King's Land...... Jun ......"

Wen Zichen still wanted to speak, but it was already a little difficult.

He took another deep look at the crystal coffin, and his body gradually collapsed.

"Hum—"

At this moment, the crystal coffin opened on its own, and Wen Zichen's body fell directly and landed smoothly beside Concubine Wen Zichen.

Then, the purple light on his body disappeared faster.

More demon fox totems are needed, and they have escaped into the body of the demon foam.

And the phantom hair of the demon foam is increasing, and the phantom tail is becoming more and more obvious.

Soon, the purple light on Wen Zichen's body disappeared completely.

And Wen Zichen, the aura on his fiery red robe has also been completely dimmed, and the fiery red robe has turned into a gray color.

His eyes closed quietly.

At this time, he also seemed to be asleep, and his face was completely presented at this time.

This is just a sixteen-year-old boy.

However, at this time, his vitality has been completely cut off.

And in the moment when his vitality was cut off, those corpse-like cultivators hanging in the Octagonal Palace actually began to recover in an all-round way.

The first to come to his senses was the black-robed old man Gu Yuan, followed by Gu Qianchan and An Fengya.

Finally, it is the ancients.

After the group of eight people woke up, they immediately fell from the hanging state and appeared in the main hall.

An Fengya and the others naturally saw the heartbroken demon foam at first sight, and suddenly there was a strange look in their eyes.

Immediately, her gaze suddenly fell on the crystal coffin, and her eyes lit up violently.

"Demon Coffin Mirror!"

An Fengya exclaimed violently, and immediately, her eyes immediately turned red.

Demon Moru didn't hear An Fengya's exclamation at all, but kept crying.

Her hands trembled and rested on the crystal coffin, the lid of which she had pulled and closed.

All her efforts did not end up in full Zichen, but on the contrary, she owed more.

At this time, An Fengya glanced directly at Shu Chuhua, who was wearing a black robe.

Shu Chuhua hesitated slightly, then gritted his teeth and directly released the dark demonic energy, surging towards the demon foam.

"What do you want to do, get out!"

Seeing this scene, Yun Nuanyang held a bird axe in his hand, and directly slashed at An Fengya with an axe.

With this blow, he directly took out the combat power of the Xuanyuan Realm Sevenfold Realm, and at the same time, he was very lucky to hit the artistic conception effect of the purple qi coming from the east.

It was like a purple qi coming from the east, and it gathered on the bigger bird axe.

In this way, his axe seems to be able to split all things in heaven and earth, with the terrifying momentum of slashing heaven and earth and swallowing mountains and rivers.

This axe was cut out, and it was Su Li, who was also taken aback.

He didn't think that Yun Nuanyang's move was luck, but thought that this was the sevenfold combat power of Yun Nuanyang's Xuanyuan Realm, so he had some 'internal injuries' again.

With this blow, Su Li couldn't cope with it if he didn't take out the first-level combat power of the Xuanyuan Realm.

It is precisely because of this that his mood is very unpleasant.

"What do you do!"

"Damn it!"

"Bastard thing!"

Yun Nuanyang's axe was cut out, and the faces of An Fengya and his party of five changed greatly.

The distance between them was a little far from each other, even so, under Yun Nuanyang's blow, Mei Sitian, Xiang Zigui, Han Yicun and Shu Chuhua immediately changed the trajectory of their attacks and all shots.

An Fengya's face was even more ugly.

Almost instinctively, she activated a defensive talisman and erupted into a blinding blue light, forming a circular shield that enveloped her.

And Shu Chuhua's four-man assistance attack was obviously lagging behind.

Yes, Yun Nuanyang hit An Fengya in advance with an axe.

"Boom-"

"Click—"

The powerful cyan shield instantly caved in, and was cut through in an instant, and exploded directly with a 'boom'.

An Fengya's gauze skirt was also hit by the follow-up impact of this axe, and the defensive light on the gauze skirt lit up with a scorching white light, but it was also shattered with a 'poof' in an instant.

"Ahh

An Fengya screamed, and half of her right shoulder was almost chopped off.

Blood spurted out like arrows, exploding in the void.

An Fengya's body flew out upside down and slammed into the walls of the palace.

"Poof—"

An Fengya fell from the wall, knelt on the ground, and vomited blood.

At the same time, she raised her head violently, and her face was full of hideous scars, and the color of resentment and hatred was extremely rich.

"Boom, boom—"

At this time, the attack on Yun Nuanyang was instantly exploded by Shi Xinheng's violent fist.

At the same time, the frost talent exploded, and the Quartet was frozen in an instant, and the attack on the four people of Zigui was also disintegrated in an instant.

Not only that, but at the same moment, Yun Qingmao's death was also directly shot.

"Boom-"

The terrifying attack that broke through all the laws instantly smashed through the dark brown talent chains released by Han Yicun, making it impossible for his 'chains' to get close to Yun Nuanyang's side at all.

Gu Yuan was originally going to help Yun Nuanyang, but after seeing this scene happen, his pupils showed a dignified look, and at the same time, he stopped making a move, and took the lead in approaching the ancient people.

Miss's strength is very strong, but the little young master is only fourfold in the Xuanyuan Realm, if something happens to him, then the fun will be great.

And thinking of the previous experience of almost being hanged, Gu Yuan glanced at Yun Nuanyang with resentment - sure enough, when he encountered this goods, it was nine deaths and a lifetime, and his old heart couldn't withstand such a toss.

Yun Nuanyang came back to his senses, and happened to see Gu Yuan's resentful eyes, and suddenly his breath was stagnant.

Old fellow, what kind of eyes are you looking at?

I haven't settled accounts with you yet!

Every time I meet a few of you, I don't have a good life.

This time, such a huge opportunity, it seems that there is nothing!

Yun Nuanyang's face was also as black as charcoal, and he didn't want to speak anymore.

Therefore, he vented all his unhappiness on An Fengya and the five people.

：。 : I want to talk about "My husband is so humble" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~