When Mu Yingying entered the second mutation, the momentum on his body became stronger, and he had already surpassed the strength of the 5th vein of the Heavenly Rank, close to the 6th vein.

With her special physique, her endurance after the mutation is very strong, even if Zhao Bensan is not injured, she may not be able to eat her without using a treasure weapon.

Moreover, when the pair of dragon wings on Mu Yingying's body opened, everyone showed a look of shock.

Her dragon wings were not like Ling Yu's others, the darkness looked hideous and domineering.

Her dragon wings, like the snake scales she condensed, also mutated, and they were also crystal clear and radiant throughout.

Moreover, the layers of snake scales condensed on it are like gems, very bright, very bright, and very noble.

Looking at that pair of dragon wings, even Ling Yu, who had a second mutation, had a feeling of worship.

It's as if an ordinary life in the same kind meets the life of a king, producing an instinctive sense of surrender, and it will be suppressed to the death when fighting.

In other words, if Ling Yu and the others fought with Mu Yingying, they would be suppressed before they could fight, and their strength would be weaker.

Touch!~

The moment Mu Yingying's mutation was completed, she also collided with Damur.

At this time, there was no trace of smugness on Damur's face, and at the moment of the collision, even if he had the attack amplification of the handle of the dry Qi axe, as well as the strong defense of the treasure weapon fist, his face changed instantly.

He only felt a huge force coming from Mu Yingying's attack, and he couldn't take advantage of it.

"No matter how many treasures there are, it also depends on the strength of the player. Mu Yingying looked at Damur coldly.

Zhao Bensan also looked at Mu Yingying in surprise, he was originally the strength of the 6th vein of the Heavenly Rank, so he naturally knew how terrifying Mu Yingying's full force outbreak was, and his strength was nearly two veins higher than Damur.

What if Damur had a treasure weapon? More treasures do not mean that he is stronger, after all, the treasure belongs to someone else, and it is impossible for Damur to control it skillfully, and if he uses it for multiple purposes, he will be burdened.

"Stinky woman, don't be complacent. Damur shouted angrily, and lines surged out of his body in an instant, instantly covering his whole body.

This is a pseudo-war paint, after urging, Damur's strength has also increased in an instant, and the power to urge the explosion of the treasure weapon is also stronger.

"Stinky woman, now you're so proud!" laughed Damur.

"Hmph!" Mu Yingying snorted coldly, and the next moment, in Damur's horrified gaze, the momentum on her body increased again.

Mu Yingying urged "Heavenly Demon Vertical", and at that moment, her strength improved again, even if Damur urged the pseudo-war pattern, she was still suppressed and retreated.

This made his face completely ugly, and he had done his best now, and he was not even a match for this woman.

He originally only regarded Chen Yifei as an opponent, but he never thought that he was forced to such a point by his woman without even having the qualifications to do it with Chen Yifei.

Just when Damur was panicking, Chen Yifei's joking voice sounded: "Damur, do you know why I would give you the handle of the axe so easily?"

Hearing Chen Yifei's words, Damur's face changed instantly: "What do you mean?"

"You'll find out soon. Chen Yifei sneered, and without hesitation, he urged the secret technique of the remnant soul of the Qianqi, and the handle of the Ganqi axe began to shake uncontrollably in Damur's hand at this time.

This scene made Damur's face change instantly, and the handle of the axe shook more and more violently, which made him feel like he couldn't control it.

"What the hell is going on. Damur let out a burst of rage.

The smile on Chen Yifei's lips became even stronger.

The next moment, in Damur's horrified gaze, a phantory shadow suddenly condensed on the handle of the axe.

It was a skull, slowly solidifying, and becoming terrifying.

At the same time, a terrifying aura erupted on the skull, locking Damur firmly.

Under the momentum of the remnants of the soul, Damur only felt a palpitation, a feeling of impending catastrophe.

"Damur, go die!" Chen Yifei spat coldly, and the remnant soul of the dry Qi seemed to hear the order, and instantly rushed towards Damur.

Damur was competing with Mu Yingying for strength at this time, and in the face of this sudden change, he had no chance to stop it, and directly **** Qi Remnant's soul hit his chest fiercely.

"Poof!~"

Damur suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the body **** Qi remnant soul impact was directly seriously injured, and the condensed true qi was directly dispersed.

Not only that, at that moment, Mu Yingying also seized the opportunity in an instant, took advantage of the victory, and slammed into Damur's chest, directly shattering Damul's sternum, flying to the ground, and shattering the ground impact.

"For ...... Why...... I'm the winner. Damur's eyes were blank, his face full of disbelief.

"Damur, now I know why I dare to give you the handle of the Ganqi axe? Because this weapon can only be used by me, if you want it, you can't live by yourself!" Chen Yifei looked at Damur with a sneer, and as soon as he sucked in his palm, the handle of the Ganqi axe instantly fell on his palm.

Zhao Yueling also frowned and looked at Damur: "Sure enough, the god of war in the prophecy cannot be replaced by anyone, Damur, even if you are scheming, it will never be yours if it is not yours." ”

Zhao Bensan also mocked: "Damur, now you know that the sanctity of our Miao people is inviolable! The god of war is the supreme glory of our Miao people, not everyone can blaspheme, and you are the best proof of this." ”

"No...... I'm not reconciled......" Damur raised his head and roared, choked on the blood, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then smashed to the ground with despair and unwillingness, and there was no longer a trace of breath.

"Sister Yingying, with your current strength, the silver snake scimitar can't play much role, this Miao knife will be used for you!" Chen Yifei sucked in the palm of his hand, directly sucked Zhao Bensan's Miao knife into his hand, and then threw Mu Yingying away.

Mu Yingying calmly caught the Miao knife and waved her hand with satisfaction.

The actions of the two made Zhao Bensan's face look painful, this knife was his, but he didn't dare to say anything at all, after all, he was still worried about what the God of War would do with him afterwards.

Compared to this, a treasure Miao knife is nothing, back to the Miao clan, with his rights as an elder, he can take out another one from the treasure house.

If Chen Yifei, the god of war, refuses to forgive his son and what he has done, then he will really be finished, and he will not have the unrealistic ambitions of Damur.

As an elder of the Miao tribe, he knows better than anyone how terrible the Miao heritage is.

They are a tribe inherited from the ancient Jiuli tribe.