The gloomy feeling around gradually dissipated, and the feeling of divine warmth surrounded it like a tide, Feng Chengcheng glanced back at Dongfang Wuyan, and then said, "Now that this place has been settled,."

The two of them walked up the stairs, only to hear the sound of going up the stairs, and Feng Qicheng had already reached the second floor in an instant.

The second floor is no different from the first floor, except that there is an extra coffin, which is erected and leans against the wall.

Feng Qingcheng frowned, did not speak, lifted the purple thunder sword in his right hand, and rushed straight towards the coffin.

Just as Feng Qicheng rushed in front of this coffin and was about to swing out the purple thunder sword and insert it, a loud rumbling sound suddenly exploded in his ears.

Feng Chengcheng saw that the coffin in front of him exploded violently, and the coffin lid hit him fiercely.

Feng Qingcheng frowned, kicked out his right foot, and heard a bang, the coffin board was kicked and fell on the first floor.

As far as the eye could see, there was a pale man standing in the coffin.

The man's hair was like silver threads, but he was wearing a black robe, and his hands were tightly wrapped in it, and his face could not be seen clearly when he lowered his head.

Feng Chengcheng shouted: "What a demon! Quickly retreat! ”

As soon as the words fell, he was about to swing the purple thunder sword in his hand fiercely and slash towards the strange man in front of him.

But at this moment, the man in front of him suddenly raised his head suddenly, his mouth grew huge, and he let out a loud voice.

Feng Chengcheng felt two sharp sound waves rush into his ears, his head hurt as if it was torn, and blood flowed from his ears.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but take a few steps back, then took a deep breath and said, "Report your name!" ”

This is also to buy time for Dongfang Wuya to depict the formation in the dark.

Then, I heard the man in front of me walk out of the coffin with a cold smile.

Feng Chengcheng retreated as he advanced, his right hand tightly gripping the Purple Thunder Sword, his eyes fixed on his movements.

He took a few steps and stopped, then jerked his hands upward.

Feng Chengcheng was taken aback, and saw the robe on his body fluttering away, as if it were the two wings of a bat.

If you look closely, you can see that the man in front of him has slender eyes, some scarlet eyes, pupils like snakes, no trace of temperature can be seen coldly, his nose is high, and two slightly long fangs are spit out from the upper and lower jaws of his mouth.

"My name is Langyi."

I heard the man in front of me speak coldly.

"Here you sleep, you disturb my sleep, and there is no forgiveness for your sin."

As if to say something that didn't matter with a sword, the man in front of him paced, his eyes looking at the floor.

Feng Chengcheng took a deep breath, the person in front of him was really unpredictable, as if he was a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, which made people unable to see clearly, but that deadly feeling was deep in his heart.

Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly and said, "You disturb the order of the upper realm, I do the right thing for the sky, what's wrong?" Suffer death! ”

With that, Feng Qingcheng's right hand turned suddenly, and the purple thunder sword in his hand buzzed around for an unknown number of circles, stirring up a crazy storm of purple-black lightning, and rushed towards the Lang Yi in front of him.

But I saw him stop suddenly, open his hands, and open the door to meet the coming of the wind.

Feng Chengcheng was taken aback, and then he heard the loud laughter of Lang Yi's arrogance, and the wind rolled his robe with a grin, blowing the hair on his head to dance wildly.

But Langyi's footsteps didn't take half a step back at all, and at this time, he heard him shouting softly, but easily took a step towards Feng Qicheng.

Feng Tingcheng's pupils shrank sharply, and the purple thunder sword in his right hand hurriedly hit it, but the rumbling sound sounded, and Feng Tingcheng did not feel like hitting the real thing, but seemed to hit the air.

When I looked closely, I saw this Langyi's figure flashing rapidly, dodging the attack.

Feng Qingcheng took a few steps forward, and immediately came back to his senses, his brows furrowed, and he looked at Lang Yi who had no expression on his face in front of him.

"Drink!"

Feng Qingcheng carried the Purple Thunder Sword and roared again, and suddenly lightning flashed.

The Lang Yi in front of him no longer dodged at this time, but rushed forward with a cruel smile, stretched out his right hand, and already grabbed a slender sword, stabbing towards Feng Qicheng fiercely.

Feng Tingcheng's wrist turned, the purple thunder sword turned in a different direction, and slammed into the slender sword, Feng Tingcheng fell to the ground with his strength, his left foot in front and his right foot behind.

And Na Langyi was hit by a huge force and flew to the side.

Feng Chengcheng stepped over, vigorously grasped the hilt of the purple thunder sword in his hand with both hands, and then turned around sharply and looked down vigorously.

I heard a scream from Lang Yi, blood splattered out, and the Purple Thunder Sword actually passed through Lang Yi's body alive, splitting him in half.

Feng Qingcheng sneered, and then said: "It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, and he dares to show off in front of me, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

Then, Dongfang Wuya also walked out of the darkness and said, "Allure, I have also completed the formation depiction of this layer. ”

As soon as Dongfang Wuya's words fell, the cool and cool aura around him suddenly disappeared, and it was covered by a beam of soft light, and the divine aura rippled.

Feng Qingcheng let out a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, there are still a lot of demons and monsters on it, so it's better for us to hurry up." ”

Immediately, I saw Dongfang Wuya nodding and said, "Allure, you must be careful of your own body, don't be reckless." ”

Feng Chengcheng smiled with relief and said, "Who am I, Feng Chengcheng?" How can you lose in the hands of such goods, you can rest assured. ”

With that, Feng Qingcheng shouted softly, kicked the ground with his feet, and then moved his body and rushed upward.

Along the way, I met humans who could turn into fierce wolves, old witches with wrinkled faces, and small and cute elves, but without exception, anyone who dared to stand in front of Feng Chengcheng was all killed with the Purple Thunder Sword.

I saw that this pagoda began to light up with a soft golden light layer by layer, and countless mysterious text patterns emitting golden light flowed on this pagoda.

Feng Chengcheng had already rushed to the top of the pagoda at this time, and when he looked down, he saw that those black clusters of condensed evil qi were surrounded by the divine aura that permeated all around, and instead he was forced to gradually flee into the ancient well.

Feng Qingcheng let out a sigh, turned his head to look at Dongfang Wuya, and said with a smile: "This time, it's thanks to the two of us. ”

Dongfang Wuya smiled, stretched out his hand to touch Feng Chengcheng's head, and said, "Allure." It's you who worked hard this time. ”

But at this time, suddenly a shadow shrouded Feng Chengcheng's head, Feng Chengcheng was shocked, and quickly looked up, and saw the dark clouds in the sky condensed together.

Unlike ordinary dark clouds, this dense dark cloud does not have electric rays wrapped around it, but seems to have countless small eyes hidden inside.

This dark cloud floated straight over the pagoda as if it were alive and conscious.

Feng Chengcheng's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly shouted: "What a demon! How dare you come here to make trouble? ”

But as soon as Feng Qicheng's words fell, there was a loud bang, and the dense dark clouds suddenly knocked down a bucket of thick thunder and lightning.

This thunder and lightning is pitch black, and the whole thing seems to be wrapped around countless small eyes, which can be said to be demonic.

Feng Qingcheng's right hand had already grasped the purple thunder sword that was as if it were empty and purple-black.

At this moment, Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath, his body drove his arm, and his arm drove the Purple Thunder Sword, and in an instant, the purple-black Purple Thunder Sword changed into a pitch-black blade.

Shout!

The Purple Thunder Sword slashed through the air extremely quickly, and even the surrounding space trembled slightly, and I saw a black sword qi flying out from the blade of the Purple Thunder Sword, and slammed into the demon thunder in mid-air.

This black sword qi rose when it saw the wind, and it was not inferior to the demon thunder, and in the next moment, the sword qi collided with the demon thunder.

Then I heard a loud bang, and the two collided, and a white light exploded, drowning all around.

However, Feng Qingcheng could clearly see the swing clearly, and the black sword qi he threw out directly split the demon thunder in half, and also dispersed the black dense dark clouds floating in mid-air.

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