Feng Qiqi slowly opened his eyes, and saw the scene in front of him, countless demon shadows overwhelmingly rushed towards them.

She was carried by Qingyang, and she had matured into a lot of injuries.

I don't know why Feng Xiaoba is like a second fool, moving slowly, I don't know how many times I was almost torn apart by the demon shadow.

What's even more strange is Prince Xiaolong, he didn't make a move at all, he was just dodging, and the focus of all the demon shadows was on Qingyang.

But Qingyang didn't make a move, just took him to dodge back and forth.

Feng Qiqi slowly raised his fingers, and his extremely weak voice sounded in Qingyang's ears: "Retreat." ”

However, these shadows all froze, stopped the offensive in their hands, and slowly began to stiffen and begin to retreat.

The four of them suddenly became empty, Feng Qiqi gasped, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

In her current state, forcibly using the Divine Word to order the Demon Shadow was indeed a bit difficult.

The moon god is the belief of the demons, and the little phoenix bird is the new moon god, and she only uses the power that the little phoenix bird has just left the environment in her soul.

Over time, these forces will become less and less and will not regenerate.

After all, she is Feng Qiqi, not a little phoenix bird.

"You're awake." Qingyang's voice remembered, and gently put her on the ground, just scolded those demon shadows, Shenwei is still there, at least no demon shadow dares to step into here tonight.

Feng Qiqi's spirit was weak, and the continuous experiences in the phoenix bird's obsession made her gasp for breath even when she said a word.

Qing Yang pulled it past the little dragon prince who was standing next to him, his fingers cut through the arteries on his wrists, and golden blood flowed out and dripped into Feng Qiqi's mouth.

The golden blood turned into pure spiritual power and poured into Feng Qiqi's body, making Feng Qiqi's breath slightly stable.

The deficit of the divine soul has been replenished a little, and it finally does not feel like it has been squeezed dry.

Just when Feng Qiqi felt that it was not enough, Qingyang pushed Prince Xiaolong to the side and said softly: "This is just a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, it is best not to rely too much." ”

Feng Qiqi blinked reluctantly, but did not refute, relying on dragon blood to replenish strength, this is simply like something that only demons do.

She closed her eyes, trying to dissolve the dryness in her soul.

Feng Xiaoba stood to the side in a daze, even if Feng Qiqi woke up, he didn't step forward to say a word.

It wasn't until Feng Qiqi felt much more comfortable that she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Qingyang who was sitting next to her and watching her.

The fox mask hung on her face, but a pair of eyes looked at her without blinking.

Feng Qiqi thought of the wind god with white hair and full of demon thunder in the phoenix bird's obsession: "Is the demon shadow targeting you because you dug up the godhead of the moon god with your own hands?" ”

Qing Yang paused for a moment and looked at Feng Qiqi: "I thought that after you were obsessed, you should know that there was no way to do it, I couldn't watch the phoenix bird become a god with the phoenix's life, so that the six realms would be ruined." ”

Feng Qiqi sighed, no one can blame anyone, so long has passed since ancient times, there is no need for her to entangle for the little phoenix bird for so long.

It's just that Feng Qiqi looked at Qingyang: "You tell me, am I her?" ”

"How could you be her! You're the culprit for it all! If you didn't exist, you wouldn't have these things! You're damned! ”

Prince Xiaolong suddenly roared beside him, his voice sharp and harsh with malice.