Pushed back by the powerful power emanating from Qian Zhenyan's body, Leng Feiyan glanced back at the Nuwa Temple that was getting closer and closer to them, his eyes flashed, and his body suddenly retreated, and the Langya Divine Sword in his hand was held and stabbed into his chest hard!

Warm blood splattered everywhere, spraying Qianzhen's face all over her face.

Her figure slammed, her bright red eyes began to flicker continuously, red light and black light replaced each other, and she forcibly broke free of the giant hand bound in her mind.

The red light slowly receded, and her eyes returned to clarity.

Looking up a little dazedly, he looked at Leng Feiyan, who was stained red with blood, slowly falling behind him, and shouted hoarsely, "No! It's not ......! ”

"Master......!" Bi Fang, who reacted at this time, quickly swept over and cried bitterly.

And Qian Zhenyan, who quickly held Leng Feiyan's soft body in her arms, couldn't believe her eyes, but held Leng Feiyan's palm helplessly, and shouted, "Feiyan, don't, don't leave me, please, don't leave me......!" ”

Under the Nuwa Divine Highness, Qianlan who was hiding in the small world of the Nuwa Idol jumped up violently, she couldn't believe that Shenzi Leng Fei actually sacrificed his life for a woman, was he crazy? Crazy? Stupid?

Yes, she never believed that anyone was willing to give up their lives for others, because she thought that everyone was selfish and only thought about themselves, but what Miko Leng Fei did obviously refreshed her concept and made her feel too surprised.

At this time, she heard the rumbling thunder from outside the sky getting closer and closer, and it was estimated that it would not be long before it slashed at her head!

She glanced around, this small world was the place left by the mother goddess back then, she would sit here alone for a while whenever she was in a bad mood, if she continued to stay here, the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Punishment would not only split the entire Nuwa Temple into ashes, but even this small world would collapse.

It's time to get out and finish everything, she thought!

As soon as her figure was longitudinal, Qianlan's figure appeared in front of the door of the Nuwa Temple, but at this time, Qian Zhenyan and Bi Fang, who were holding Leng Feiyan and painful, didn't pay attention at all, a cold smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she raised her hand to sacrifice, and a red streamer quickly shot towards Bi Fang.

The white tiger holding the green curtain on the side watched the red light rushing into the sky, and instantly slashed towards Bi Fang but was too late to help, and when he could only watch, a white shadow suddenly flew in, waving his vast sleeves all over the sky, and the white light was pervasive, and the red light was scattered.

Qian Lan frowned and looked at the white shadow, Feng Junwu, who had been soaked in the Nuwa Divine Spring for a long time, looked very dangerous, his eyes were full of essence, and the phoenix mark in the center of his eyebrows was also extremely bright.

"You have successfully refined the Vermilion Bird Inner Dan?" Qianlan's mind turned slightly, feeling the familiar aura on his body, and asked in a cold voice.

Feng Junwu looked at her with a smile, "I also have to thank the spiritual spring immortal liquid left by the mother god, otherwise it would not be so easy to refine." ”

"Really? Do you think it's the Mother Goddess who is secretly protecting you? Chiarashi raised an eyebrow.

"At least Mother God won't protect you, because you are not worthy of God!"

Qian Lan was furious, and with a push of both hands, two red lights shot out like arrows, but Feng Junwu stretched out his palms, and a fiery red Neidan that was quietly levitating flew out from his palms.

Qian Lan's face changed, her hands suddenly clenched, and the two red arrows froze in the middle of the road.

"I thought you were really cold and cold, and you could ignore anyone's life and death," Feng Junwu folded his arms in front of his chest, looking at Qianlan with a flawed look.

And the red beads suspended in front of him are Suzaku's Neidan, of course, the power of the fairy spirit in the Neidan has been absorbed and refined by her, but if the Suzaku Neidan can be nourished with immortal qi again, after a few years, the divine beast Suzaku will still have the possibility of returning, which he and Qianlan know very well in their hearts.

Thinking of Suzaku Shenfeng, who had been obedient to her for so many years, Qianlan took a deep breath. Yes, in her heart, life is just like an ant, she has never cared about anyone, but after all, Suzaku has been with her for so many years, how can she bear to watch her disappear?

After a long time, Qianlan glanced up at the sky that suddenly brightened because of the thunder, and asked lightly, "What do you want?" ”

"If you want your life, will you give it?" Feng Junwu also raised his head, feeling that something was wrong.

Although Qianlan was calm and calm, the anxiety that flashed in her eyes was still clearly captured by him, what could make Qianlan worry? And what's going on with the sky in this divine realm?

Qianlan's face was slightly gloomy, "God King, don't be insatiable, I can let you go, but you must give me the Suzaku Neidan." ”

"If you don't let us go, won't we be able to go?" Feng Junwu saw that she was willing to let them go, and became more and more convinced that there was something wrong with the sky, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be that the legendary Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation was about to come? How could she be otherwise?

Seeing that Feng Junwu was so difficult, Qianlan was faintly angry, she was a high-ranking goddess, how could she be seen by outsiders when she was facing the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation? No, that's too humiliating, she can't tolerate it!

"Since you don't leave, then go and die!" With a loud shout, her arms suddenly stretched out towards the sky, and the Chaos Clock, which was originally stationary, rotated rapidly again, constantly releasing a thick chaotic aura, and the entire chaotic canopy suddenly pressed down by three points, almost forcing the white tiger to vomit blood on the spot.

"You return my master's life!" Feeling that Leng Feiyan's aura was getting weaker and weaker, Bi Fang was furious, and suddenly flew towards Qianlan.

"Bi Fang ......," in the distance, Kunpeng, who was hiding behind the Nuwa Divine Spring, screamed loudly, it was too late to save him, so he could only watch as Qianlan sneered on his face, raised his hand and slashed, red like a blade, and cut Bi Fang in half.

Golden blood splattered in the air, and everyone was stunned.

Qian Zhenyan watched in a daze as Bi Fang's huge body was cut in half and fell to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

And Qianlan just looked at them coldly, and there was no pity in her eyes.

Feng Junwu, who was frowning, glanced at her coldly, and with a clenched hand, the Suzaku Inner Dan exploded, turning into flying ashes and being blown away in the air by a gust of wind, and he said coldly, "You don't deserve to be accompanied by someone, it's better to destroy it!" ”

However, Qian Lan didn't get angry as expected, she just closed her eyes and said lightly, "Here, let's let you accompany me to meet the heavenly punishment!" Before the words fell, she suddenly opened her eyes, her hands continued to seal, and the ethereal fairy qi continued to pour out from her fingertips, and a layer of white light gradually appeared above the sky, and it was circular and quickly shrouded in all directions, as if it was about to envelop it for thousands of miles.

"Stop her, she's going to seal us all in the enchantment to meet the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation!" Feng Junwu's face changed greatly when he saw this, and he shouted loudly.

The white tiger was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned into a streamer and wanted to escape, but unfortunately the wind was protruding, the dust and sand were all over the sky, and the dim world made people unable to open their eyes, and he was also blown back by the wind, and he couldn't move forward for half a minute. (To be continued.) )