The demon demon's beautiful eyes showed a surprised look when she saw the ten-tailed demon fox come out, she might never have dreamed that the ten-tailed demon fox would be the demon beast of the demon chasing Yue. You must know that the reputation of the ten-tailed demon fox in the demon world may not be very good, but his courage and strength have always been the best in the demon world.

It's not a good thing to be more honest with the ten-tailed demon fox.

Losing is not a good thing at first sight, and winning is not a good thing.

Mo Zhuyue saw the hesitation in the demon demon's eyes, naturally, she also knew that the demon was not the opponent of the ten-tailed demon fox, the two of them really carried it, she didn't want to see such an ending.

"Demon, I don't want to fight you, you are a free body, and it will be good for you to leave Fengyun. If you feel indebted or something, it's completely unnecessary. Because, Feng Yun will definitely die today! ”

The demon looked at the ten-tailed demon fox, and then at the demon chasing Yue, and sighed helplessly.

"There are many things that I don't want to do, and I have to fight this battle."

The demon also has the dignity of the demon, since the demon has to fight, the demon will naturally not say anything.

"Ten Tails, I'll leave it to you here."

In front of the gate of the West Sea, the war has become bigger and bigger, and the smoke of gunpowder has covered the entire city, and the wails of the people are everywhere.

"Okay, I'll leave it here."

Mo Zhuyue turned around and left, chasing after the city gate.

The demon was about to step forward to stop it, but the tall body of the ten-tailed demon fox flashed in front of the demon and blocked her way.

"Now, your opponent is me."

The real task of the ten-tailed demon fox is to entangle the demon demon.

The demon's fiery red eyes flashed and flashed, and the red flames around him swallowed up to form a protective line, and it was about to explode.

The ten-tailed demon fox's ten fiery red thick tails flew wantonly in the air, as moving as clouds fluttering in the air.

One red is bewitching, the other is red, the two extreme colors collide together, and there is a huge spark, and the war is carried out in the flames.

On the other side, Mo Zhuyue had already rushed to the city gate, Long Canghao also rushed over, the war and gunpowder smoke were still filling, but above the city gate, an ink-colored figure stood proudly in the middle of the city gate, and around him was a huge enchantment, no matter how huge the cannon and force offensive of Fengyun were, it could not shake the city of the West Sea Empire behind Fei Mo.

Behind Feng Yun was an army of millions, black and oppressive. In front of the million-strong army was an altar on which three handsome and noble men were tied.

They are Cloud Falling City, Dragon Jun Ao and West Sinking.

Their former glory is no longer there, and they are languishing and tied to the pillar, and it seems that the internal force should be sealed or abolished.

Only Xi Shenluo was alone, his eyes were burning at the ink-colored figure on the high platform from beginning to end, even if he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, he could still distinguish the breath on Feimo's body.

Guided by a melancholy and strange emotion in his heart, his gaze could only lock on the ink on the high platform.

There is no shock in his eyes, and he can't show anything.

On the highest position above the altar, stood Feng Yun.

At this moment, Feng Yun was dressed in a black brocade robe, and a lifelike golden dragon was embroidered on the brocade robe, domineering, arrogant, he stood there, standing with his hands in his hands, and suddenly, a hand stretched out, just making a stop gesture.