The demonic energy dissipated, and that face was the face of the former moon god Niang Yuexi, and the dark light in her eyes looked at the night.

Slowly raising her head, driving the sound of iron chains clanging, Ye Weiran only to find that her limbs were wrapped with huge iron chains, which were engraved with magic marks, and a steady stream of demonic energy was instilled into Yuexi's body along the magic seals.

She raised her hand, looked at the night and said in a hoarse voice: "It's still ...... Give it back to me, it's mine...... Godhead is my ......"

When the moon appeared, Ye Weiran felt the impulse in his body, the moonlight was restless, and there was a feeling of disobedience.

After all, Yuexi is a generation of moon gods, and the godhead of the moon god naturally belongs to her, and the breath on her body, with endless demonic energy, makes Yueguang willing to bow down and become a sharp blade in her hands.

Ye Weiran struggled to maintain his godhead that wanted to rush out, and put away the longbow, since the opponent was Yuexi, naturally he couldn't use moonlight anymore.

The action she just made had alleviated the crisis in most places of the Feng Clan, because she vomited out the moon, a burst of smoke came out of the Demon Gate, and she didn't continue to spit out the Demon Clan.

Everything has reached a strange balance, but the Heavenly Button has been broken by the Night, and it is only a matter of time before the Celestial Realm discovers that there is an anomaly here, and then the balance will be broken again.

"Luna Niangniang, I'm sorry, the godhead can't give it back to you." Ye Weizhi has calmed her breath, and now Yuexi is obviously a puppet, if she returns the godhead to her, she doesn't know what kind of changes will happen.

She hasn't rescued Xiaobao yet, and she can't afford to lose the Luna Godhead!

"If you don't pay it back...... That...... I'll fetch it myself! Yuexi's expression turned cold when she heard Ye Weiran's words, and the demonic aura covered her face, covering her eyes.

Countless moonlight condensed behind her, with a black demonic aura, aimed at Ye Weiran, intending to cut her into pieces in order to retrieve her master's godhead.

Ye Weiran took a deep breath and casually picked up a long sword from the ground, and her divine power did not avoid it at all, and she did everything with a clear conscience.

"Kill!" Yuexi screamed, and the silver light slashed away with the black light on the night.

"A sword frost bloom flies all over the sky!" Ye Weiran hadn't used a sword for too long, but she hadn't forgotten the moves that were engraved in the depths of her memory.

"Bang-" The long sword in Ye Weiran's hand shattered inch by inch, and he couldn't help but take a step back, and a burst of qi and blood surged.

And Yuexi stood in place, a pair of dark eyes with endless cold light, staring at her deadly, as if she was looking at a corpse.

The first time she fought, Ye Weiran ate a loss on weapons, and she had already lost a step, but the moonlight of Yuexi was a divine weapon tempered by her in the endless abyss.

Ye Weiran shook her palm uncomfortably, she used to have a divine sword, but unfortunately it was lost in ancient times.

"Whoosh-" The sound of breaking through the air came, and a silver-white light flashed quickly, stopping in front of Ye Weiran.

The sword had a familiar pattern on its body, and she had held it day and night, and it was extremely familiar.

"Haoyue ......" Ye Weiran muttered, feeling the call from the depths of his soul: "Are you here for me?" ”

The blade trembled slightly, with a cold howl, in response to the murmur of the night.

When Ye Unstained's hand held the hilt of the sword, the tremor in her soul made her suddenly burst into tears: "Ice blue ......"