There are stumps and broken arms in many places, because those ordinary people were halfway swallowed by the black fog, and the black fog changed.

This place is particularly permeable at this moment, dark and dark, and it is not what it used to be.

Huang Qianqian looked at this place with a little emotion.

"Zi Xi, Feng Yang still hasn't woken up, her horcrux has been sacrificed before, can you use her sword in the first stage of Jiuye Liuli?"

Xuanyuan Yi was worried that she would be particularly uncomfortable with the sudden use of someone else's Horcrux, and that the Horcrux itself was likely to repel strangers.

He was worried that something would go wrong when the ceremony began.

Regarding this, Huang Qianqian has no problem at all.

Because she has never used her derivative Horcrux for so many years, she has been using her sister's purple pole.

Ziji was indeed reluctant to accept her at first, even if it had lost its spirituality, but it still recognized the Lord.

Later, she slowly developed various methods that could guide other people's Horcruxes well without rejection.

"Yes, it's not difficult."

As she spoke, she reached for the tray. Xuanyuan Fengyang's horcrux, the long sword is evil.

The moment of contact, the evil suddenly vibrated and was a little intense.

Xuanyuan Yi stood aside and watched with some worry, the Horcrux was out of control, and the lethality was particularly large, and it was not only the person holding it who would be harmed at that time.

But the strange thing is that the evil only shook a few times at first, and then slowly calmed down, and finally there was no movement at all.

It was obediently held in the hands of Huang Qianqian, and it seemed that the person in front of him was its master.

She held her sword in front of Xuanyuan Yi, danced lightly, and made a complete set of sword gestures.

The action was particularly fluid, and there was no feeling of being dragged down by rejection at all.

Xuanyuan Yi's hanging heart was put down at this moment, and his eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at her.

She now put on a mask, took the evil spirit, and then stood on the stage, and there was no way that anyone would be able to find out that she was transferred.

She really looks like Fengyang.

"Okay, it's almost time, you go and change into that armor."

The golden armor is the symbol of the first emperor of Xuanchen Kingdom, and wearing this is equivalent to commemorating him in disguise.

Huang Qianqian quickly changed her clothes, holding the evil in her hand, and walked up to the altar in the central square step by step.

This was originally the first time that Xuanyuan Fengyang, who was the crown prince, participated in the festival, but this kind of thing happened.

Her first time could only be replaced by her.

In fact, as early as the moment she just walked up, the people below were already talking about it, because she didn't seem to have any spiritual power in her body now, just like an ordinary person.

"What's going on? This is His Royal Highness Fengyang? Why doesn't she have any spiritual power in her body? Didn't you say that His Royal Highness Fengyang was already in the Seven Realms? ”

The cultivation level of the Crape Myrtle Lower Continent is divided into levels, one to fifteen realms.

After breaking through the fifteen realms, you can enter the Upper Continent, however, many people's talents are limited, and they can't even break through the ten realms in their lifetime, let alone enter the Upper Continent.

Xuanyuan Fengyang is only twelve years old this year, and he has already cultivated in the Seven Realms, and the name of genius has spread all over the continent.

"Maybe His Royal Highness Fengyang has some secret treasure on him? Can you hide your cultivation temporarily? ”

(End of chapter)