"Master, can you see me?"

Prince Hao flew in front of Feng Yizhi, knowing that his Yuan Shen form could not stop people's attacks, but he stood in front of him.

Feng Yi's eyes were hot, and he looked at him sideways, "Hao'er, why are you here?"

Prince Hao looked at the steady stream of sword light and blamed himself: "Master, I'm sorry, I can't help you, Father God doesn't allow me to leave Yanggu." ”

Feng Yizhi smiled at him, "You go back, I am already very happy if you have this heart, don't worry, they can't hurt me, they will leave when they are tired." ”

He didn't want to hurt these people who were being used by the Emperor of Heaven, and he didn't want to leave.

He was waiting, waiting for Cen Duxiao to make a decision.

He still had the illusion that maybe she would stand beside him and listen to his explanation. Maybe she will feel a little distressed when she sees him injured.

"Senior sister, why is she indifferent......"

Prince Hao saw Cen Duxiao hesitating, Feng Yizhi had paid so much for her, she was hesitating to help Feng Yizhi?

Feng Yi's heart ached: "She remembered all kinds of things in her previous life, but it still didn't affect her judgment, it was my wishful thinking from beginning to end." ”

His mood fluctuated so much that it greatly damaged the thickness of the barrier he had laid.

Seeing that the black barrier was gradually weakening, Yu Shien shouted repeatedly: "Everyone work hard, his enchantment won't last long!"

Everyone worked together to control the technique, and countless sword lights shot out rapidly, hitting the barrier like thunder.

There was a click, and the barrier showed signs of shattering.

Feng Yizhi's chest shook suddenly, as if he had been hit by a heavy object with brute force, he spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest, and almost fell.

"Master!" Prince Hao went over to help him, but it went through his arm.

Someone in the crowd shouted—

"He's hurt! Quick, take this opportunity to kill him!"

After that, everyone stepped up their control techniques, and the power of the sword qi skyrocketed, and the barrier was about to completely break.

Prince Hao suddenly remembered the abnormality of the underworld, and said again and again: "No, it's impossible, Master, cheer up! Senior sister, it's impossible for her to remember, Lechuan is missing, and no one has returned the memories of her past life to her, how can she remember?"

"Really, did I misunderstand?" a hint of hope flashed in Feng Yizhi's eyes, before she used her mind trick, he thought that she remembered her past life and his past, so she didn't recover her memory, if she remembered, she would understand his intentions, right?

The barrier is not transparent, he looked at Cen Duxiao through the barrier, his vision was a little blurred, he could only send a voice to her: "Come to my side in an instant, I will explain everything to you clearly." ”

Cen Duxiao looked in, unable to see his expression clearly, "Explain what? Can't you say it now?"

There was a mess outside the barrier, he seemed to be out of the way inside the barrier, he was so powerful, the attack of these people was like a mosquito bite to him, but he didn't kill all sides, so why didn't he leave first?

Feng Yizhi said softly: "The situation is complicated, and I can't explain it in a few words, but I promise, I have never been sorry for you." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a scream behind me—

"Demon, the demon army is here!"

"Catch the turtle in the urn, we have been tricked!"

"Run!"

Cen Duxiao looked back behind her, and was immediately fascinated by a layer of black storm.

She hurriedly said, "Second Senior Brother, Miss Wei, you guys hide quickly!" but she didn't see where the two of them were.

She rubbed her sour eyes, but before she could react, a black aura like a scimitar raged, neatly shaving off the heads of a group of people.

Hundreds of monks behind him fell in an instant.

Everyone was shocked, and they couldn't find who was casting the spell and had already hit the fatal blow.

Cen Duxiao hung in the air, condensed his spirit, and the spiritual power in his body surged, summoning countless red petals.

The petals flew and were stained with black gas, and the black gas instantly disintegrated and disappeared.

Red light and black qi floated around her in circles, and she suddenly felt energetic, and she felt unprecedented power in her body.

She roared sharply, "Fengyizhi, this is the explanation you want to give me?"

Why did he suddenly attack these people!

He was standing still waiting for reinforcements to come, waiting for the demon army to kill all his enemies?

That way he can kill everyone without getting hurt himself!

Feng Yizhi shook his head blankly: "No, it's not me, I didn't do it!"

He saw that there was no black qi bursting out of his body, and these forces that attacked people must not be the power of the demon god.

His eyes were blood-red, and there were severed arms and stumps everywhere.

Seeing such a tragic situation, Prince Hao couldn't do anything, his heart ached unbearably, he looked up and exclaimed, "Master, senior sister, her seal is about to break!"

When Feng Yi ascended, he removed the barrier in front of him, and some of the monks in front of him saw him appear, and immediately swung their swords and slashed at him.

He raised his hand to block, and the swords of several monks shattered and fell to the ground, and were cut into two pieces by the black qi behind him, and blood splattered all over the ground like splashing ink.

The sound of swords and screams hit his eardrums.

Who is going to trap him in the land of injustice?

He quickly flew into the air on tiptoe to find the person who controlled the technique, and he also had to find a way to stabilize Cen Duxiao's strength.

The strange voice in his body laughed loudly: "Don't struggle, we can return to Cen Duxiao's body soon, Demon God, the real Demon God is about to be born!"

He tried his best to control and suppress the power of the demon god and rushed out to Cen Duxiao, and said hurriedly: "Cen Duxiao, stop! Don't use your spiritual power!"

Cen Duxiao didn't look at him, and said coldly: "Stop, stop and wait for death?"

"I'll explain it to you, you stop first, I'll come, I'll save them!"

Feng Yizhi struggled to control the power of the demon god for his use, and he felt extremely difficult, as if countless forces were pulling at his internal organs, trying to escape from his body and regain his freedom.

Cen Duxiao's seal was about to be broken, and the power of the demon god became more and more out of his control.

He concentrated and released his power, and the entire sea of flowers was like a boundless wave, and the black power slapped on the black gas of the scimitar that was attacking the people.

Boom –

A deafening loud bang resounded through the valley, and the scimitar-like black gas shattered in response to the sound and dispersed like cooking smoke.

Some of those who survived were stunned by the violent concussion, suffering internal injuries and spitting blood.

The power of the demon god is unwilling to save people, and even if one of the wind is self-controlled, it still hurts many people.

The crisis in the rear was lifted, and people could concentrate on dealing with Feng Yizhi, and he was injured, everyone was full of confidence and momentum, and once again set up a sword formation, shouting: "Kill the demon god, kill him to be peaceful in the world!"

Cen Duxiao felt dizzy and tinnitus, so she had to stop running her spiritual power.

The power of the demon god is no longer restless, and instead protects the body of the wind.

Prince Hao muttered in disappointment: "Master, you always say that all living beings have a meaning for their existence, so do these ungrateful people also have a meaning for existence?"

Cen Duxiao's eyes suddenly appeared in front of Yi Shugui's dying picture, he said: "Be careful, he has lost control ......"

So is Feng Yizhi saving people or killing people? Is he really unable to control himself?