Just like the rising of the sun.

Zhang Feng's whole person floated in the air, and the gray-white light filled the entire place as far as his eyes could see, just like snow, and the light condensed into a little spot of light in the air, transforming into a picture of snow on the river.

Zhang Feng was also shocked and fascinated by such a vision, and even forgot his own crisis situation.

And those fire-tailed demons also became much more docile, all motionless below, their eyes always reflecting the light and shadow of the sword, and the figure in white clothes that came from nowhere.

The whole space began to tremble violently again, and many stones and bricks above began to loosen, falling down one after another, and for a while, the sky and the earth cracked, the fire was shining, and the flame molten on the surface of the ground tore cracks one after another, spewing upwards, and the world that the White Emperor Sword had transformed just now shattered at this time, like the end of the world.

All the firetail demons also came to life from their daze, roaring and spewing flames, their eyes reddened, and they became godless again after Qingming, as if they were controlled by some being.

Zhang Feng was also awakened and slowly descended.

A loud roar rang through the entire space, and all the firetail demons rushed up as if they had been injected with hormones.

Zhang Feng raised his sword and slashed at the front of the Firetail Demon, and it was at a very unnatural angle, and the cut from this angle happened to be the softest place on the Firetail Demon's body.

Zhang Feng didn't know why he was slashing like this, as if there was another kind of will on him, just now he just lifted the sword, and naturally had the following series of actions.

The sword was like a broken bamboo, and the fire-tailed demon was directly cut off by the waist, and the two halves of its body fell separately, and its eyes were still blank since it landed, and its tail was also burning, and he didn't even know that he was dead, and he didn't close his eyes until the end.

However, the other fire-tailed demons were not affected by it, and continued to charge towards Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng also kept swinging his sword.

At the beginning, that will has been controlling Zhang Feng, directly killing the first few Fire Tail Demons, and then it became a guide, and Zhang Feng naturally accepted it, how to swing the sword, where to slash, how much strength to use, everything is the most perfect.

Finally, after picking a firetail demon into the air, that will disappeared all at once.

But Zhang Feng didn't stop.

Although the movements were not as skilled and refined as just now, Zhang Feng still tried his best to copy the sword skills just now, and against these fire-tailed demons, sword after sword, the speed and efficiency of killing were not greatly reduced.

And these fire-tailed demons who felt particularly terrifying before seemed to be just dying in a row in front of Zhang Feng, it could really be said that feng shui was taking turns, but they seemed to be controlled by something, without the slightest fear, and kept moving forward.

Zhang Feng's existence seems to add a touch of blood to this apocalyptic scene.

Zhang Feng didn't know how long it had been, how long it had been cut, anyway, there were fewer and fewer firetail demons in front of him, and his pressure was getting less and less.

Finally, after Zhang Feng inserted the sword into the chest of a fire-tailed demon, he didn't pull it out, because there was nothing else in his eyes.

Zhang Feng was stunned, then took a deep breath, breathed a sigh of relief, and fell down with his back to the sky.

And above the underground world where Zhang Feng is located, somewhere in the palace, a phantom of about twenty meters slowly disappeared, the phantom is humanoid, the whole body is black, there are many molten textures, there are horns and tails, it seems that there may still be wings, but it has disappeared.

The phantom dissipated, revealing a tall figure that slowly descended.

There are three people underground, namely the city lord who rescued Zhang Feng from the Northern Desert, Mr. Li, and the girl who has always been inseparable from them.

"It's over?" said the woman this time.

"It's over!" replied that it was not the tall man who had just fallen.

"I felt the 'ashes' fluctuate very strongly just now, and now it has stopped again. The city lord added.

Then he walked towards the tall man who had just released the phantom,

"It's getting worse and worse, it looks like your revenge will be avenged sooner or later!"

"I hope so!"

"There is still a bit of a gap between our current strength and the first force, but it's about the same, maybe soon. ”

The tall man trembled all over, clicked twice, clenched his fists, obviously excited, and his eyes were also fierce and abnormal.

"Okay! You can't rush everything, you still need to come step by step, you should go back to your post first. ”

After that, let the city lord draw it by his side, and a spatial crack came into being, and the whole process was understated and completed in one go. The tall man's eyes became hot, but he still kept a little distance intentionally or unintentionally.

Then the spatial rift became bigger and bigger,

"Go back, there's a lot of going on over there, so hurry up!"

The tall man didn't say much, stepped into the spatial crack, and disappeared, and the spatial crack also collapsed after he entered, as if it had never existed.

"I'm in such a hurry to let him go, and I don't stay for tea, oh yes, what a city lord!" Mr. Li always didn't forget to tease and liven up the atmosphere.

"If he is there, it will stimulate the White Emperor, just now the White Emperor and his spiritual power were fighting, the shock was too serious, fortunately it was stopped in time, otherwise the disaster from the Northern Desert would not be able to bear it." ”

"His natal armament seems to be very powerful, plus the "Ashes" and "White Emperor", maybe in three or five years, there will be another super strong person, if you are working harder, maybe you can surpass you!" Mr. Li couldn't help but sigh a little, "The young people nowadays are really amazing!"

"It's good if I can really surpass me, the tower master of Xuanling Pagoda has lived for thousands of years, and his strength is thorough, and I can't resist it!" Speaking of this, the city lord's tone also sighed a little.

"You two,

Isn't it

Forgot

Something!"

The girl, who had not spoken all this time, couldn't help but speak.

"That kid is dying now, why are you still here?"

Mr. Li suddenly rose into the air, pointed to the ground, and a small magic circle appeared, and then landed, and the three of them left directly.

Underground space, in front of Zhang Feng.

The sword that had been in Zhang Feng's hand turned into a gray light and returned to the hands of the city lord.

Then let the city lord sprinkle another golden light spot, and all the wounds on Zhang Feng's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon they were completely invisible, but Zhang Feng had not woken up yet.

Mr. Li also waved his hand and threw out a magic circle, and the entire underground space was also recovering at a high speed, the molten flame returned to the ground by itself, and the stones and bricks also flew up to restore by themselves.

It's all extraordinary.