Chapter 1139
"Aha, please descend to the ancestor, you also have to see if the ancestor you are cowering in the depths of the phoenix abyss dares to come out and meet my ancestor!" The phoenix bird laughed wildly, looking at the light wrapped around Feng Wu's body, revealing a greedy smile.
"It's the fire of life, I didn't expect to see the fire of life in you, hahaha!"
Licking his red lips: "Eat you, as long as I eat you, I will be able to complete my body in my wedding dress, and my legs will be back!" ”
"Nope! You promised me not to move her! Su Lan looked at the phoenix bird in horror, he understood the horror of the phoenix bird better than anyone else.
"But, she's going against me, Su Lan, what should you do?" The phoenix bird looked at Su Lan sarcastically, and gently knocked on the throne under his hand, and the demon door slowly opened, and the demonic qi poured out of it.
With the help of the ancient laws supported by the night, Feng Jin evolved into an ancient demon god in one step, and his magic power was close to the wind god in his heyday.
The ancestors invited by Feng Wu descended, if Feng Yun was lucky, it would only become the nutrients for the power of the Phoenix Bird Demon God, and the three generations of gods were completely inadequate in front of the orthodox generation of gods.
"I'm never going to be born, and I'm not going to let you get what you want!" Feng Wu smiled, and immediately prepared to shatter his soul and die vigorously.
"If you want to die, it depends on whether I agree or not!" With a wave of the phoenix's hand, the demonic qi turned into a pitch-black phoenix, and directly rushed towards Feng Wu.
"Don't!" Su Lan's eyes were split, and he rushed to Feng Wu with the magic sword to block this blow for her.
However, Su Lan, who was helpless in the entire Feng clan, was directly seriously injured under this blow, rolling on the ground and spitting out black demon blood.
This is the power of the ancient demon gods, which is completely beyond their ability to compete, and what hangs over the Feng clan is the sorrow of despair.
Feng Wu closed his eyes, and a resolute smile hung on the corner of his mouth
"It's rare to find your name, but it's a pity that it's about to disappear completely. ”
Luo Qingran, her name, the moment she recited the incantation, she heard her real name from the bottom of her heart, it sounded so good.
A tear appeared in the corner of his eye, and the turquoise flame burned even more violently, as if he was going to devour everything in Feng Wu.
"Don't!" Su Lan shouted at the top of her voice, wanting to climb to Feng Wu's side to stop her.
However, Feng Wu never looked at him again, just like her, she would never let him find himself again.
"Hey, I heard your voice, why make it so miserable, if you are willing to give your soul to me, it is not impossible to fulfill your wish, are you willing? Accompany me in the eternal hell of eternal life, and completely cut off the relationship with this world? ”
Time seemed to stand still, and a leisurely sigh appeared in Feng Wu's ears, telling of the ancient knot.
Feng Wu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Feng clansmen who were suffering under the demonic qi: "I am willing." ”
"The contract is established, then you are ready, don't let my power burst your soul." A chuckle sounded, and a red light flashed into Feng Wu's forehead
"Boom-" With Feng Wu as the center, powerful divine power surged, and the turquoise flame brought a little red light, which was cold but dispersed all the clansmen who were shrouded in demonic energy.
Slowly opening his eyes, Feng Wu hooked up a smile and looked at the phoenix bird in front of him: "It stands to reason that I should call you an ancestor, but the sound of this girl giving everything is too noisy, so I came." ”