Maybe it's because of the relationship between not seeing the sun all year round, Mo Canghai's face was a little pale and gloomy, his thin lips were like a knife, and he sneered: "Emperor Shiyin, do you think I am still Mo Canghai nine thousand years ago?!" Hmph, you came just in time, and the feud with the severed arm of 9,000 years ago should be concluded today! ”

Nine thousand years ago, he suffered a big loss under Emperor Shiyin, and now that he sees him again, he can't help but feel a little weak.

But after all, he is also a generation of heroes, although he already has cowardice in his heart, he does not show it on his face, and he says cruel words in his mouth, but he begins to think about getting out in his heart......

"Good!" Emperor Shiyin lightly spit out two words: "It seems that the losses you suffered nine thousand years ago are not enough, then let's see the real chapter under your hands!" This time it's not as simple as breaking the arm......"

His long sword slowly came out of its sheath, the silver sword light reflected a crystal-like light in the seawater, and his ink-colored pupils also became as sharp as the tip of a knife: "Mo Canghai, this is what you asked for!" ”

The figure flashed, and it swept obliquely!

The water waves tumbled like a boiling pot, and the two figures, one black and one white, were wrapped in the waves.

Feng Qingyu was far away, and when she looked in her direction, she only saw that there was like a white wave rolling, and she could barely see the human form.

Sound could also be transmitted in the water, and she could hear the sound of the collision of ritual instruments like a dense string, and like a heavy rain pouring, sudden and intense......

She meditated for a moment in the barrier that Emperor Shakyin had set up for her, and she felt that her mental power was moving among the hundreds of limbs as usual, and she couldn't feel anything wrong.

Raise your hand again and look at the Sunny Knife in your hand, the Sunny Knife probably also smelled the bloody fragrance, flashing crimson light, as if very excited, making a slight sound-

This knife has always been aggressive, Feng Qingyu understands.

In fact, she also wants to join that battle and kill it hard!

But Emperor Shiyin's instructions were still floating in her ears, and she didn't want to be half-paralyzed or anything because of impulse.

This place was too far away, so she couldn't see the battle situation clearly, and she lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, but she was not at ease, and decided to get closer to take a look.

She looked at the membrane that wrapped her, faintly familiar, and the trick that drove this enchantment to move forward automatically flashed in her mind, and when she tried to run, this small enchantment really took her forward again-

In a moment's effort, she was already close to the scene of the fight, and the waves caused by the fight between the two people in front of her were comparable to those made by a twelve-level hurricane, and she couldn't squeeze into it for a while.

As he wandered around, a low voice called out: "Ah Chi......"

Feng Qingyu turned her eyes and followed the sound to look, and saw Prince Lancang sitting not far away, half-floating and half-heavy.

There were some bandages on his body, but there was still blood oozing from some places.

He looked very injured, his face was pale like a ghost, and a pair of dark blue eyes were looking at her eagerly: "You...... You've become a human, you're beautiful! It's even more beautiful than before. ”

Feng Qingyu's figure turned, and he ran to his side first, looking at him with a pair of big eyes unhappily: "Lan Cang, you are obviously not the opponent of that guy, what are you still fighting here?" ”